It has been awhile since I was around something interesting to me. Today, I found something that intrigued me. Well, found is a bit much. Boy had told us about a gallery showing prints and artwork inspired and done by Dr. Seuss. This gallery was 3-4 times bigger than the Mondo Gallery where we saw the Batman prints on Sunday. We went in leaning to the right most side of the gallery and the art on the wall was big and colorful, but not anything that interested us too much. In one of the "rooms", there was a series of cowgirls which had a sexiness about them, even as they held out rifles and assorted handguns. If I had a smoking room in the house or a dark den where I displayed guns, these would have been perfect.
Towards the back of the museum, there were like masks that looked like robot faces and a couple of prints and books labeling them as different "AlphaBots". One had a piglike face, so obviously, his name was Pigbot, another looked like a square faced robot, I guessed correctly, Squarebot. They were interesting and a thing all their own, but the set would require a wall dedicated to the whole freaky genre, and I can't say we collect anything weird or leaning to the macabre. If I have a look I want to lean to, it would be the female form. There is nothing better on this planet than the curves on a woman to look at, fuck a Ferrari, I'd rather have a big curvy female ass to stare at.
Anyways, we finally made it over to the other side of the gallery and the Dr. Seuss stuff was really awesome and really expensive. Most of the printed art was over $1000, and really the average price seemed to be closer to $5000. There were a few faces of the weird animals from the Seuss world, like the lorax and those were going for as much as $25,000. I had gone in thinking we were going to buy something, but the prices were just too much for us.
There was an interesting small-ish "room" towards the back and it was full of Salvador Dali stuff. Most of them were related to The Divine Comedy which Javalina is currently kind of obsessed with. We decided we at least need to go back with our husky boy as he would love these. Wife said maybe even let him choose a print, but most of them were going for $595, even framed, that is a bit steep.
Finally, there was a hallway full of Disney and Muppet prints in overly bright colors. We were confused a bit because they had prints next to paintings and the painting might be $1800, yet the print would be listed at only $150. We may end up becoming loyal customers to this store, specially the Dali stuff, which I have loved since I was in high school and Boy keeps pushing us further into the arts. Before that happens though, we need to get out of our little debt situation and learn to buy stuff like this with cash and not charge stuff like this. It'll be hard, but at least I am getting a vision of what our house will look like in a couple years.
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
Monday, March 12, 2018
3/13/18 Spring Break Monday?
It was nice of Javalina to take charge last night and write my blog. He often says he wants to start one and maybe one day we will let him do it. Today started a little iffy, I was unsure as to the direction of the day. My mom had suggested it might be better for me to go down there to visit, but it would have been without Boy and Wife was saying she might drop me off but would come back as she wants to spend time in her house. I was stuck between either my parents coming up, if my father wasn't deemed too sick by the doctor or going down there, and probably catching whatever they have going around. I called my mom around noon and she said he was sick enough to need three different medicines, but that they would come up Wednesday, my mom seemed to understand Wife wanting to be home with her boys.
The only thing different is that Javalina was going to visit his other grandparents after my folks left on Wednesday or we came back from Crystal City, but since my folks decided they would come up Wednesday, he figured he could still go hang out with his other cousins today and come back Wednesday. We still took it easy all day and didn't leave to SA until like 4:30pm. It should have been easy enough to get to a boat dealership in New Braunfels before 5:30pm, but of course, traffic at that hour tends to suck and we lost enough time that it was already 6:00pm by the time we got to the exit and we stopped but the workers were all pretty much leaving. I walked around quickly and looked, I really want a boat, but I still can't pull the trigger, I need probably another year before I can do it, maybe even more time. I still like to look, as I haven't decided what kind of boat to get.
We got to my in-law's house, I ate a piece of birthday cake, pee'd, and pretty much turned around and headed back. One of Wife's sisters was there waiting on Javalina, my in-lws had gone to buy a new stove, they were on their way but we managed to get out the door before we got caught up having to chit chat more with them. We saw them coming down the street as we left and Wife gave them a toot on the horn. We then swung by Bass Pro Shops to look at the boats there, which sells the same brands of boats as that other dealership we missed. Wife and I hung there for about half an hour then we left.
We got back to Austin, picked up Boy and had a late-ish dinner at IHOP. Boy has us all interested in "art" now, there are all sorts of museums here apparently, and he is investing his money on prints. He bought a couple of prints from the monster group a couple months ago, he got us a Mummy poster, then we bought a Batman one a couple days ago and we had about 7 prints from our times when we have gone to Disney. The plan now is to fill the walls with all sorts of images from movies and things we love. He says there is a show right now at one of the museums he goes to that is showing Dr. Seuss prints, so I think we have to go and buy something. I tell you I love the big city.
The only thing different is that Javalina was going to visit his other grandparents after my folks left on Wednesday or we came back from Crystal City, but since my folks decided they would come up Wednesday, he figured he could still go hang out with his other cousins today and come back Wednesday. We still took it easy all day and didn't leave to SA until like 4:30pm. It should have been easy enough to get to a boat dealership in New Braunfels before 5:30pm, but of course, traffic at that hour tends to suck and we lost enough time that it was already 6:00pm by the time we got to the exit and we stopped but the workers were all pretty much leaving. I walked around quickly and looked, I really want a boat, but I still can't pull the trigger, I need probably another year before I can do it, maybe even more time. I still like to look, as I haven't decided what kind of boat to get.
We got to my in-law's house, I ate a piece of birthday cake, pee'd, and pretty much turned around and headed back. One of Wife's sisters was there waiting on Javalina, my in-lws had gone to buy a new stove, they were on their way but we managed to get out the door before we got caught up having to chit chat more with them. We saw them coming down the street as we left and Wife gave them a toot on the horn. We then swung by Bass Pro Shops to look at the boats there, which sells the same brands of boats as that other dealership we missed. Wife and I hung there for about half an hour then we left.
We got back to Austin, picked up Boy and had a late-ish dinner at IHOP. Boy has us all interested in "art" now, there are all sorts of museums here apparently, and he is investing his money on prints. He bought a couple of prints from the monster group a couple months ago, he got us a Mummy poster, then we bought a Batman one a couple days ago and we had about 7 prints from our times when we have gone to Disney. The plan now is to fill the walls with all sorts of images from movies and things we love. He says there is a show right now at one of the museums he goes to that is showing Dr. Seuss prints, so I think we have to go and buy something. I tell you I love the big city.
Sunday, March 11, 2018
3/12/18 Javalina's big moment?
So from the title I presume you think it's Mando writing but you're wrong. It is me Javalina writing I don't know why I'm writing but yeah. So let's start with our day I woke up around 8:00am so I was pretty tired but I got and saw Big mando. on his computer I don't know what he was doing we waited a while just talking and I went back up to wake mom and we made some awesome bean and chorizo tacos. And it was delicious it had some beans from a bbq yesterday and I just got to say it was good. Then we sat around but like a sudden thunder roar everyone is saying "GET READY GET READY" I was confused so I go and ask what's going on and my parents looked at me as if I was a stranger asking them for their baby, and they said we're going to an art gallery so in my head I'm thinking a complete room of snobby people that are French, and white people and berets on everyone. But we go downtown and I'm thinkin oh hell yeah this is gonna be so fancy but we take a couple turns and what I see is just so ghetto spray painting on the house's and I'm thinkin yeah nope but we get off. We walk a little bit and we stop in this really small place and I'm thinkin ok this is a joke, but we walk in and there's paintings (Just for the people that's wondering what it was it was batman) and my brother is going all "omg I need all these posters" and I'm thinkin "why do you need all these posters?" but you can't question the oldest. We walk in and we see some older men and some 20 something year olds but I was mad because there were no berets, we bought 2 pictures and we already had a frame to hang one up so we need another frame.
Around nighttime dirty dog and his gf came out and then we were making pizzas a couple minutes pass by and DD come's out with his guitar and he is making little songs and there and all sudden it becomes a karaoke and were singing and dancing even I dabbled in a little bit of dancing and I just want to say I was like a newborn baby trying to skate it didn't work. But like everything it came to a stop and as my dad puts everything away all I can say is it was a good night.
Javalina wanted to take a stab at writing a blog to see how easy/hard it is. He said it was pretty simple, as he just recounted the day. He did pretty good, I didn't realize we startled him so much when we got ready to leave the house, but if he got off his video games, he would know what is going on with the rest of us in the house.
Around nighttime dirty dog and his gf came out and then we were making pizzas a couple minutes pass by and DD come's out with his guitar and he is making little songs and there and all sudden it becomes a karaoke and were singing and dancing even I dabbled in a little bit of dancing and I just want to say I was like a newborn baby trying to skate it didn't work. But like everything it came to a stop and as my dad puts everything away all I can say is it was a good night.
Javalina wanted to take a stab at writing a blog to see how easy/hard it is. He said it was pretty simple, as he just recounted the day. He did pretty good, I didn't realize we startled him so much when we got ready to leave the house, but if he got off his video games, he would know what is going on with the rest of us in the house.
Saturday, March 10, 2018
3/11/18 Father-In-Law's Birthday?
We went to San Antonio to celebrate with my Father-in-Law his 75th birthday party. They kept it simple and delicious, as usual. They have a love affair with the brisket but luckily, I love me a good cut of brisket. My younger sister in law's boyfriend loves cooking them for some reason and it seems he cooks one every day, or at least it seems that way as they always seem to have brisket ready to serve when we go down there.
We arrived around 2:00-2:30pm and the brisket and sausages were just getting cut. There was also a tray of shortribs and I had a couple of those before I even took my shoes off. It seems they were waiting for us to eat, because as soon as we arrived they told me to serve myself a tray and go sit to eat. I grabbed my drink as is customary over there, and Wife served me a big ole plate of Texas love. Meat and potato salad, rice and beans, with some avocado and salsa to put in the tacos. Few restaurants can compete with these ladies, honestly, everything is always so good.
My father in law was in good spirits and even conversing at the table about school this and that as Wife tends to talk about work all the time. She told a couple of funnier (now) stories of losing their hotels in Houston and other shenanigans that happen at work. It was real nice, not even having to get up as we finished eating and talking, they cleaned up around us and brought out coffee and the birthday cake, more tea, everything to make us comfortable. It was nice that we waited just long enough to get Boy to join us, so all of us were there.
My older sister in law thought it would be funny to recreate pictures as people have ben doing on Facebook and other picture sites. There was a pic with Wife being a baby sitting on her dad's lap, sister in law on mama's lap, my brother in law playing in between and my mother in law expecting the youngest sister. They did an interpretation of the pic, but Wife would break his old leg, so she sat on a small stool. They had fun doing this and perhaps a couple other pics as I laid down and fell half asleep on the sofa. I did look through the album and was impressed at how "hot" Wife looked in high school, so tiny and sexy, specially standing next to my cow ass, even back then. Today, I see her as my whole life. I would be incomplete without what she has added to my life, but back then she was a little Hottie.
Before I knew it, my younger sister-in-law scampered off to another party, and my brother-in-law and his family left because they were on their way to Dallas or something. This gave us our exit point and Wife took some leftovers and we got going. I tried staying awake with Wife in the car, but I barely made it to 1604 before I zoned out. Next thing I knew we were in San Marcos and I woke wanting an ice cream cone, Wife pulled off the highway but we missed the Dairy Queen. We then continued to Austin and stopped at Sonic. I got a small cone which got me farting just as we walked in the door to our house and helped me poop and shower before 8:30pm.
It is nice to be home early, Boy is studying, Javalina is quiet in his room, and we are downstairs, me typing, and Wife watching some Mexican on TV.
We arrived around 2:00-2:30pm and the brisket and sausages were just getting cut. There was also a tray of shortribs and I had a couple of those before I even took my shoes off. It seems they were waiting for us to eat, because as soon as we arrived they told me to serve myself a tray and go sit to eat. I grabbed my drink as is customary over there, and Wife served me a big ole plate of Texas love. Meat and potato salad, rice and beans, with some avocado and salsa to put in the tacos. Few restaurants can compete with these ladies, honestly, everything is always so good.
My father in law was in good spirits and even conversing at the table about school this and that as Wife tends to talk about work all the time. She told a couple of funnier (now) stories of losing their hotels in Houston and other shenanigans that happen at work. It was real nice, not even having to get up as we finished eating and talking, they cleaned up around us and brought out coffee and the birthday cake, more tea, everything to make us comfortable. It was nice that we waited just long enough to get Boy to join us, so all of us were there.
My older sister in law thought it would be funny to recreate pictures as people have ben doing on Facebook and other picture sites. There was a pic with Wife being a baby sitting on her dad's lap, sister in law on mama's lap, my brother in law playing in between and my mother in law expecting the youngest sister. They did an interpretation of the pic, but Wife would break his old leg, so she sat on a small stool. They had fun doing this and perhaps a couple other pics as I laid down and fell half asleep on the sofa. I did look through the album and was impressed at how "hot" Wife looked in high school, so tiny and sexy, specially standing next to my cow ass, even back then. Today, I see her as my whole life. I would be incomplete without what she has added to my life, but back then she was a little Hottie.
Before I knew it, my younger sister-in-law scampered off to another party, and my brother-in-law and his family left because they were on their way to Dallas or something. This gave us our exit point and Wife took some leftovers and we got going. I tried staying awake with Wife in the car, but I barely made it to 1604 before I zoned out. Next thing I knew we were in San Marcos and I woke wanting an ice cream cone, Wife pulled off the highway but we missed the Dairy Queen. We then continued to Austin and stopped at Sonic. I got a small cone which got me farting just as we walked in the door to our house and helped me poop and shower before 8:30pm.
It is nice to be home early, Boy is studying, Javalina is quiet in his room, and we are downstairs, me typing, and Wife watching some Mexican on TV.
3/10/18 Friday Chores?
I started Spring Break a day before my peeps and all I get from that is I get to do a bunch of chores by myself. Wife was here most of the week, she drove down Monday morning to La Pryor, came back at night so she could attend a couple of field trips with Javalina on Tuesday, went back Wednesday for the daddy/daughter dance, came back to San Antonio Thursday and back to Austin Thursday afternoon, and then back to La Pryor Friday morning and back to Austin Friday night. She is a maniac.
I went with her Thursday afternoon and we bought a ceiling fan for one of my renter's rooms. The fan in there was as old as the house and I guess it finally gave out. It took me about two hours Friday morning but it is done. I am more surprised that I broke the old fan down to fit in the box so I could throw it away. Usually, I am good at doing the work, but cleaning up after myself is my weakness. I was done with the fan by 10:00am.
I then went to the bank and deposited the rent money they had given me. This was followed by a quick trip to Home Depot. Boy gave me a poster awhile back, he has gotten into wanting "art" on the wall and his room is filled, this is the reason he wanted directional lighting in his room to point at the specific artwork. We started hanging those, but we went a little crooked, his nerd friends made fun that it wasn't done better, so we stopped. But because of this, we now have like 5 prints we bought at Disney, and the one he gave me all needing attention, so I got the proper hangers, moved some other stuff on the walls around and I think what I did looks alright.
At this point it was closer to 1:30pm, I took an hour nap and woke to continue putting away all the clothes I stayed up until 4:00am washing. This took me to almost 3:20pm. I took my tools to the garage and heard DD outside working on his truck. I went out there, it was a beautiful day, I loved the cool breeze blowing and kind of hung out, before I knew it, it was time to go get Javalina from school, we ate at Whataburger, came back home. He squirmed out of boxing class with "it's the start of Spring Break!" I like going on Tuesdays and Thursdays to watch, there's a couple of big butt girls in there to enjoy watching, but on Fridays it is mostly kids.
We hung out at the house until 7:20pm, Boy came home, my renters were in and out, then Wife finally showed up. I like my house like this, very busy and full of life, my folks think I have too many people living here. Caught up with Wife, although it felt like she was here all week, and we ended the night with some Popeye's Chicken and watching a couple of our shows.
I believe we fell asleep in the living room, Boy woke us, we went upstairs, but we were too tired to do anything. I wanted to make some sweet loving and I was in my birthday suit, but I got as far as stripping Wife, she snarled at me about being tired, and I fell asleep hugging her. I got all week to get it!
I went with her Thursday afternoon and we bought a ceiling fan for one of my renter's rooms. The fan in there was as old as the house and I guess it finally gave out. It took me about two hours Friday morning but it is done. I am more surprised that I broke the old fan down to fit in the box so I could throw it away. Usually, I am good at doing the work, but cleaning up after myself is my weakness. I was done with the fan by 10:00am.
I then went to the bank and deposited the rent money they had given me. This was followed by a quick trip to Home Depot. Boy gave me a poster awhile back, he has gotten into wanting "art" on the wall and his room is filled, this is the reason he wanted directional lighting in his room to point at the specific artwork. We started hanging those, but we went a little crooked, his nerd friends made fun that it wasn't done better, so we stopped. But because of this, we now have like 5 prints we bought at Disney, and the one he gave me all needing attention, so I got the proper hangers, moved some other stuff on the walls around and I think what I did looks alright.
At this point it was closer to 1:30pm, I took an hour nap and woke to continue putting away all the clothes I stayed up until 4:00am washing. This took me to almost 3:20pm. I took my tools to the garage and heard DD outside working on his truck. I went out there, it was a beautiful day, I loved the cool breeze blowing and kind of hung out, before I knew it, it was time to go get Javalina from school, we ate at Whataburger, came back home. He squirmed out of boxing class with "it's the start of Spring Break!" I like going on Tuesdays and Thursdays to watch, there's a couple of big butt girls in there to enjoy watching, but on Fridays it is mostly kids.
We hung out at the house until 7:20pm, Boy came home, my renters were in and out, then Wife finally showed up. I like my house like this, very busy and full of life, my folks think I have too many people living here. Caught up with Wife, although it felt like she was here all week, and we ended the night with some Popeye's Chicken and watching a couple of our shows.
I believe we fell asleep in the living room, Boy woke us, we went upstairs, but we were too tired to do anything. I wanted to make some sweet loving and I was in my birthday suit, but I got as far as stripping Wife, she snarled at me about being tired, and I fell asleep hugging her. I got all week to get it!
Friday, March 9, 2018
3/9/18 The Quilted Stiffer Picker Upper?
I had said I was done reading Bukowski's last book I bought a couple days ago, but I actually just read the last short story and it was interesting in that it doesn't follow the pattern of his other works. He is being hunted by his blanket. I will try to do an homage to this story.
I have noticed for some time I have not been sleeping well. Everyone around me tells me it is because I am on night shift, or it is because I am overweight, maybe my thyroid is giving me more problems than I care to admit. Well, I know I have made a mockery of the religious and people who believe things based on faith, but I am in the middle of my own unexplained problem and it is time I shed some light upon it, see of anyone cares to believe me. I believe my quilt is using me to get extra human power. I am not sure what purpose this is for, but it is probably mine and Wife's fault for being sloppy.
I must admit, the further this goes on, the worse I am getting. I never know if I am fully awake, or in the middle of a dream sequence. I'll catch myself thinking if I sit on the edge of the bed, I will stay awake, but a few times I have fallen over and I'll awake startled thinking I am falling all the way to the floor. Conversely, I do the opposite, where I decide I will lay down to sleep, but then I find myself tossing and turning.
The quilt though, you wonder? It started accidentally, it was on the bed kind of between Wife and I as we did our loving and it caught my love juices once or twice. I think that is what gave it the strength to come to life. A few times recently though, I am thinking I am asleep and the quilt is gathered around my body and I feel like a woman's legs are around me, and before I can control myself I feel my body being squeezed and played with and before I know it, ughhh, I release all over the freaking quilt. I cannot believe that is of my own doing, I want to think I am in more control of myself. But the quilt, that quilt is just getting stronger with every story of deception and trick it gets off of me.
I mean this could all be in my head, right? Maybe the quilt is just an innocent piece of cloth that seems to be getting "stronger" because I keep using it as target practice and it is getting stiffer with every "delivery". Maybe I am asleep and it is in my own head that someone is writhing around on top of me, I call it a win either way, as long as I don't have to use my hands.
Unlike in Bukowski's short story, I am not giving this blanket to anyone, whether a beloved family member or a pain in the ass neighbor, so if it is getting shot to show it was alive, it will have to be me, as of yet it seems harmless and if I am correct, it seems to only want to pleasure me, so fuck yeah.
I have noticed for some time I have not been sleeping well. Everyone around me tells me it is because I am on night shift, or it is because I am overweight, maybe my thyroid is giving me more problems than I care to admit. Well, I know I have made a mockery of the religious and people who believe things based on faith, but I am in the middle of my own unexplained problem and it is time I shed some light upon it, see of anyone cares to believe me. I believe my quilt is using me to get extra human power. I am not sure what purpose this is for, but it is probably mine and Wife's fault for being sloppy.
I must admit, the further this goes on, the worse I am getting. I never know if I am fully awake, or in the middle of a dream sequence. I'll catch myself thinking if I sit on the edge of the bed, I will stay awake, but a few times I have fallen over and I'll awake startled thinking I am falling all the way to the floor. Conversely, I do the opposite, where I decide I will lay down to sleep, but then I find myself tossing and turning.
The quilt though, you wonder? It started accidentally, it was on the bed kind of between Wife and I as we did our loving and it caught my love juices once or twice. I think that is what gave it the strength to come to life. A few times recently though, I am thinking I am asleep and the quilt is gathered around my body and I feel like a woman's legs are around me, and before I can control myself I feel my body being squeezed and played with and before I know it, ughhh, I release all over the freaking quilt. I cannot believe that is of my own doing, I want to think I am in more control of myself. But the quilt, that quilt is just getting stronger with every story of deception and trick it gets off of me.
I mean this could all be in my head, right? Maybe the quilt is just an innocent piece of cloth that seems to be getting "stronger" because I keep using it as target practice and it is getting stiffer with every "delivery". Maybe I am asleep and it is in my own head that someone is writhing around on top of me, I call it a win either way, as long as I don't have to use my hands.
Unlike in Bukowski's short story, I am not giving this blanket to anyone, whether a beloved family member or a pain in the ass neighbor, so if it is getting shot to show it was alive, it will have to be me, as of yet it seems harmless and if I am correct, it seems to only want to pleasure me, so fuck yeah.
Thursday, March 8, 2018
3/8/18 Anticipation?
It is Thursday morning and I start my Spring Break in about 20-30 minutes, it has been a long hard night trying to tie all my little jobs up to walk out the door not worried about anything. It seems like every time there is a big vacation, we look forward to it with so much anticipation, like a kid waiting for Christmas, it's all we can talk about, then poof, it's gone in the blink of an eye. Even with a couple extra days in the front end, I know it'll be gone before we know it.
I don't know that we have any real plans other than my folks coming up for about four days. They give me a lot of crap about visiting Crystal City, but the truth is that if I do, then they don't have much of an excuse to get out and come on, anyone knows that the big cities have the good stuff. First off, if you want to go to the movies, you pretty much have to go to a neighboring town down there, the Crystal City movie theater has seen better days. Unless you want Pizza Hut or Golden Chick, prepare for some very mediocre Mexican dining. My mom keeps insisting that a couple places that they take us are good, but I didn't get to 400 pounds by eating what others told me was good. I know.
Hopefully, we can go to Fiesta Texas on a nice cool day. We all bought season tickets that I believe we pay for the rest of our lives, or something, but as long as we use them a couple times a year, I guess it's fine. Wife was getting the idea of taking a drive to Oklahoma, just because and let my dad have some fun at a real casino while we lounge around the hotel, but my mom didn't think it would be a good thing for the old man. We could also head to Louisiana and drop him off at a casino over there while we explore and do some shopping/sightseeing.
I joked with Wife about maybe going camping in a tent and at first it was a big no, then she thought about it and asked if we even had a tent. It just so happens there is a tent in the garage, not sure when we bought it, but I've seen it. The idea is a bit romantic, dropping off Javalina at his other grandma, Boy would not want any part of this, just Wife and I, but sleeping on the ground is a real reality and we are both too big to be doing stupid shit like that, so probably not.
It would be something at this point if we could even make it into the Hot tub, it has been over a year, thanks to my shitty leg injury, maybe it's time to crank her on, see what happens. I miss those parties we used to have in there, so many boobs.
I don't know that we have any real plans other than my folks coming up for about four days. They give me a lot of crap about visiting Crystal City, but the truth is that if I do, then they don't have much of an excuse to get out and come on, anyone knows that the big cities have the good stuff. First off, if you want to go to the movies, you pretty much have to go to a neighboring town down there, the Crystal City movie theater has seen better days. Unless you want Pizza Hut or Golden Chick, prepare for some very mediocre Mexican dining. My mom keeps insisting that a couple places that they take us are good, but I didn't get to 400 pounds by eating what others told me was good. I know.
Hopefully, we can go to Fiesta Texas on a nice cool day. We all bought season tickets that I believe we pay for the rest of our lives, or something, but as long as we use them a couple times a year, I guess it's fine. Wife was getting the idea of taking a drive to Oklahoma, just because and let my dad have some fun at a real casino while we lounge around the hotel, but my mom didn't think it would be a good thing for the old man. We could also head to Louisiana and drop him off at a casino over there while we explore and do some shopping/sightseeing.
I joked with Wife about maybe going camping in a tent and at first it was a big no, then she thought about it and asked if we even had a tent. It just so happens there is a tent in the garage, not sure when we bought it, but I've seen it. The idea is a bit romantic, dropping off Javalina at his other grandma, Boy would not want any part of this, just Wife and I, but sleeping on the ground is a real reality and we are both too big to be doing stupid shit like that, so probably not.
It would be something at this point if we could even make it into the Hot tub, it has been over a year, thanks to my shitty leg injury, maybe it's time to crank her on, see what happens. I miss those parties we used to have in there, so many boobs.
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