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What Did We Do Today?

Wednesday June 10 Livingston, TX

An Off Day

Yesterday I had very indirectly intimated that I possibly, maybe, perhaps, just might not write every day. As you can tell this is not one of those non-writing days. Non-writers Block Bob.

Big doings next door at Glen and Jamie's site. I'll skip the fact they were getting sun shades installed on their 5th wheel and comment on Ms. Snoops A. Lot who was busy looking out the windows of our coach giving me a moment by moment description of what was taking place next door. I have to say the woman I married has more than made up for her childhood when she lived so far out in the middle of nowhere that she was deprived of being able to watch any neighbors.

On a more personal note her commentary brought back memories for me. In a former life I was challenged to come up with a way of adding revenue to the company I was working for. The result was a very successful industrial sewing operation I built from the ground up. Hard as it was, I resisted the opportunity to walk over next door and talk about sewing shade cloth. Of course you would never have caught me dead with the fu-fu umbrella he was using for shade. Not me, I erected a blue tarp shade cover that flew away at the first strong wind. Not So Perfect Bob. (But please don't tell Linda I said that as I have her believing I am truly Mr. Perfect and she couldn't have done better.)

A trip to a closed WalMart to get glasses for she who can't see three inches in front of her without her glasses. Note to Bob: In your next life make sure to check out the teeth and eyesight of the nubile young maiden who catches your eye. What you save on dentist and optometrist bills will make you life much easier. Love Blind Bob.

It was just a few hours ago I was writing about the big smile on Linda's face as she carried a pan of dirty dishes into the Care Center kitchen where she would wash them. So why was it that tonight, when, after I had fixed dinner and she had said it was awesome, that when I mentioned her doing the dishes why did she say, "You're standing in front of sink, get busy." Even worse is the fact that I did just as she said. He Who Obeys When She Commands, Bob.

Wow, what a great idea!! If I could clone myself I could make a fortune selling Bob copies to the women of the world. Husbands for sale, well trained and quick to obey. With my luck Linda would take my new found millions and find a guy who raised chickens to replace me.

Maybe I could change her mind by quoting novelist Chuck Palahniuk: "Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken." On the other hand I'd probably be better off just keeping my mouth shut.

Until tomorrow - Remember: Life is not a dress rehearsal. Don't be afraid to laugh, love and retire early.

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