yesterday, I was sitting here at the kitchen table studying, when I saw a bird land and stick his beak right down in the center of the pots I just planted seeds in! Little bastard! No wonder more than half of what I plant never comes up! I went out there and runned him off, and made sure he knew I was after him too!
It’s Monday, I’m at work. I’ll be here till lunchtime. Then I’m off the rest of the week. I’ll be studying, mostly. I want to finish this course. Bad. I’m still gettin up at 3:30 am and I have about 20 lessons to go. ( I feel like I’ve been saying 20 lessons to go forever. )
I’ve been putting a lot of extra time at work and I have a lot of comp time accumulated and I am going to start taking it!
I’ll be posting and studying too and swimming and going to the beach at times. So I’ll see ya!
I had a good Saturday, the OI Girl worked for a while, she rode her bike to work and I went with her, then on the way riding back home I went to the beach and swam a little. Then I came home and had a little nap, then took the car and picked her and her bike up and we had lunch. Tomorrow I’m working. She’s not.
Here’s a pic of a tree stump. Uncovered by the waves. I rekkon this means there’s a little erosion action going on Seven Mile Beach, huh?
Thanks for all the comments yesterday. We worked it out pretty well I think.
We went for our half mile swim yesterday, I had to work late and she got off early and when we got done swimming she told me she already had dinner ready. It was nice.
The best thing about getting into a “spat” is the making up!
Yesterday, after work, the OI Girl and I went for our half mile swim. (Yesterday was the first time she made it without resting!) After that, we were sitting on the beach and were asked to be witness’s at a wedding. It was just a couple and a preacher, and us. Their rings looked like they were made out of black coral or mahogony. I don’t think they were planning on getting married when they came to Cayman, and bought some rings at a souvineer shop. The preacher, I think, was a little senile. He made a long speech about cruise shippers, and the coule wasn’t on a cruise ship. He made a comment that maybe someday they could afford better rings and he asked me how much I thought the rings were worth, I said “Priceless”. (After the wedding, the bride thanked me for saying that.) But they were a beautiful couple and they kept rolling their eyes and laughing at the inane things the preacher was saying. the OI Girl was taking pictures with their camera, and I gave them my card and asked them to email me some. It was very nice to be part of a day they will remember forever.
After that, we went home and I started cooking some chicken on the grill. The OI Girl was inside, making salad and setting the table and whatnot. The chicken was almost done and then the wind blew the grill out and when I relit it it flared up and the grill fell off the table. All the chicken landed face down in the parking lot of our apartment. I was furious. I went inside and yelled “dinner’s cancelled!” The OI Girl came out and told me it wasn’t that bad and I was lucky I didn’t get burned. I got even madder then: “NOW is not a good time to tell me how lucky I am!”
I got pretty mad but cooled off pretty quick, and threw the 4 pounds of chicken breast in the trash. We had frozen pizza. But the damage was done. She was all quiet and sad the rest of the evening.She knows I wasn’t mad at her, but it doesn’t matter.
Here it is from (I imagine) her point of view: We go to the beach, have a great swim, and are hanging out joking and goofing around on the beach. Getting along great like we usually do. We get asked to witness a wedding. We go home and we’re all domisticated, I’m outside cooking on the grill, she’s inside making salad and we’re like family-ish. Everything is the way (I think) a girl likes it. Maybe she has the warm fuzzies, thinking about the wedding and everything.
Then all of a sudden I come storming in, a furious screaming asshole. She tries to comfort me, and smooth things over, and I get madder. The evening is ruined.
I could have handled it so differently, and I wish I had.
It’s Monday, I’m at work. OI Girl and I had the second weekend off in a row last weekkend. Next weekend she’s working Sat and I’m working Sunday. (It’s early, I’ll probably be working Saturday too)
We had a good weekend, we went to the beach, and she’s started swimming the half mile with me. I’m kickin’ her ass now, but it won’t be too long till she starts beating me, I have one speed only.
Last night we watched the movie “Magnolia”. What a weird movie. Where did the frogs come from?
Last week I ended up NOT needing a root canal. The dentist looked inside and said the nerve wasn’t exposed, and he could fix the tooth. If it’s good for another year or 5, I’m happy to not have a root canal at this time. They kill the tooth, ya know.
This weeks looking pretty busy, work-wise.