Random Facts About You ....number 59

not really a funeral .. just laid out for visiting, cremation ..

my uncle had military honor funeral because he was in Vietnam , so that was a little longer to deal with. but it was his time to go.
this not so much, a sudden senseless death .. just dont sit well with me. another reason I dont move 10feet without carrying a gun. I didnt feel this unsafe when in Iraq. no bullshit.

 

That's terrible.

 

i need to go buy some of those carbon insoles

 

why?.. thought you was rocking the trail sandals..


I modified those cushion for the toes of high heels, to place on the teva sandal. got a couple that work nice and washable, teva just plain rubber gets all slimy , nothing there to absorb sweat .. the toe pedal ones are ok, but I got these other ones from china. they're super soft and absorbent.. must be made out of cat or something. /jk

 

got a few pairs of runners i want to wear out ...plus sandals are a bad idea when im working ..or riding atv

 

Was over 200 people at the funeral home, gf and I so ghetto we cut in front of everyone

 

That's not ghetto. You're family of the best friend. You can do that.

 

Yeah but nobody knew that about us.. but that is true broinlaw was.his best friend

 

It's amazing the places you can go if you just walk a little fast and with authority. People eat that up like, "Step aside, this is somebody important."

 

'Pregnant coffee, hot mum!'

 

I can understand that but, at the same time, there are people who really can't do certain things and then there are people who just won't. There are also fit people who get tired of hearing unfit people constantly bitch about how unfit they are while having another Pepsi and bag of candy for lunch (not anyone on HF that I'm thinking of).

 

I bitch at myself constantly, comparing what I can do now to what I used to be able to do when I was slightly more "fit/healthy" (even back then I had problems, just not as many or as bad.) Truthfully I don't remember being "fit/healthy"

 

Okay.... Back to work.

 

You work your ass off. It's difficult to age and wear body parts down but I admire you because you keep doing your thing.

 

Every other Sunday I drive Dad to a town about a half hour away to meet my brother TY for breakfast at a Big Boy. The road is a two lane with suggested 55 mph. speed, peppered with some houses. Basically we are out in the country. This morning on the way back home I saw a chicken standing on the side of the road, at the end of a driveway, looking back and forth. I wondered if the chicken decided to cross the road or go back to his home.

 

I hear ya. The last few months have been like that for me and it is frustrating. Let alone for you I know it has been chronic and for years. That must be very difficult to deal with.

 

It tickles me to see animals thinking and reasoning, like we think we're the only animals capable of it.

 

Don't know if I'm gonna get this storm or not... Considering the accuracy of previous forecasts?


I better go water.

 

Yup... Storms all around me, but not a drop here.

 

We had the bang and booms of a great work up to a thunderstorm and not a drop of rain. I gave up and watered my front lawn for two hours instead.