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Mar. 16th, 2008
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Today is Llew's birthday. He turned 56 today. To celebrate, I took him to the store and bought him some pants because he doesn't fit into any of his pants since we've been feeding him Southern-style. Aunt Tudi got him a new pair of shoes. Now he'll be all spiff for his new job at Great Escape. All he needs to do is get a hair cut. His hair is naturally curly and, when it gets to a certain length, it curls outward on both sides. Right now, Llew has natural clown hair and, while I find him adorable no matter what, customers at Great Escape may be turned off by his scruffy appearance. So. A haircut is in order.
Diane went with us. After we left the store, we headed over to Golden Corral for a birthday supper. Aunt Tudi, Llew, and Diane all gorged themselves on the the buffet food. I had one plate of food, which included a medium rare Black Angus steak, grilled to perfection. It was glorious. It seems, these days, I can't get enough partially-cooked meat. Something has got to give before I end up in a pasture, stalking a distressed cow with a fork and knife. It's that bad. When we left Golden Corral, the three of them waddled out to the car, complaining of being miserable. I hauled their bloated butts home, whereupon Aunt Tudi got the little TV/VCR combo ready to take over to Diane's.
We took Diane home along with the TV. Llew hooked it up and attached the antenna and I started the auto-channel finder and the auto-clock. Once that was done, we checked the channels and made sure everything was in order. Diane was out of her head with glee that the TV could pick up ABC. She was close to hopping up and down as she blurted out "LOST!" Hugs were handed out all around and Llew, Aunt Tudi, and I took out leave.
We got home a little before 9 PM and are now watching Law & Order. It thrills me no end that Linus Roache is one of the stars of Law & Order now. I fell in love with him when he played the Purifier in The Chronicles of Riddick. I wanted to lick his bony headdress and begged to be purified. But that's another story.
Chester just jumped up on Llew and began to trample his belly. Llew removed him quickly, groaning "Please get off my belly, Chester... good boy." Heheheheheheheh. Birthday boy has gastric issues. My work here is done.
Diane went with us. After we left the store, we headed over to Golden Corral for a birthday supper. Aunt Tudi, Llew, and Diane all gorged themselves on the the buffet food. I had one plate of food, which included a medium rare Black Angus steak, grilled to perfection. It was glorious. It seems, these days, I can't get enough partially-cooked meat. Something has got to give before I end up in a pasture, stalking a distressed cow with a fork and knife. It's that bad. When we left Golden Corral, the three of them waddled out to the car, complaining of being miserable. I hauled their bloated butts home, whereupon Aunt Tudi got the little TV/VCR combo ready to take over to Diane's.
We took Diane home along with the TV. Llew hooked it up and attached the antenna and I started the auto-channel finder and the auto-clock. Once that was done, we checked the channels and made sure everything was in order. Diane was out of her head with glee that the TV could pick up ABC. She was close to hopping up and down as she blurted out "LOST!" Hugs were handed out all around and Llew, Aunt Tudi, and I took out leave.
We got home a little before 9 PM and are now watching Law & Order. It thrills me no end that Linus Roache is one of the stars of Law & Order now. I fell in love with him when he played the Purifier in The Chronicles of Riddick. I wanted to lick his bony headdress and begged to be purified. But that's another story.
Chester just jumped up on Llew and began to trample his belly. Llew removed him quickly, groaning "Please get off my belly, Chester... good boy." Heheheheheheheh. Birthday boy has gastric issues. My work here is done.
Sometimes....
Mar. 16th, 2008 11:01 pmDumbo's magic feather needs to be pulled out, dusted off, and used with enthusiasm because the occasional reminder of what stirs within is more than a little necessary. You can always fly without it but, sometimes, holding that feather brings it all back in a way nothing else can.
