Thursday, June 20, 2013

From my heart that beats fast

If I make it till Monday,June 24th I will be 61.

Got everything I need.Not much really I want.I'm half way what you call satisfied with life.

If by some miracle I had the chance to go back and change some things maybe I would.

Not much really I would do different.Mabye some odds and ends.

These days I'm just laying low going with the flow.

Been a good week for my favorite subject of food.

Monday Ms Michele brought me BBQ pork chops with baked beans and potato salad.Tuesday Ms Kathy surprised me with a quarter pounder with bacon,fries and delicious coffee from Mc Donald's.Tuesday night for supper Ms Brittany gave me BBQ ribs and pork chops,baked beans,little cut up fried potatoes and corn on the cob.Yesterday Mr Charles brought me some spicy homemade chili which was outta this world.

To top it all off I've had chocolate ice cream and red velvet cake this week.

For all this I am so very thankful to these Dear people for making me happy and very full with that food.

Now I'm just waiting for that hamburger steak with gravy and onions ,plate full of crinkle cut fries and Texas toast someone promised to FedX me.

Update...I was weighed today...The scale was kind to me...my true weight  will be kept a secret...the scale just said"you're are a big boy ain't you".

Thank you all !


Happy is I's

Crinkle cut fries
Happy is I's
Eats them till I dies
Take'm away I do cries

Talent inherited?

Maybe talent does run in families.Did you hear about this little dilly?

Joe Torre.Baseball player,one time catcher for the Atlanta Braves.I'm old enough to remember seeing him play at the old Fulton County Stadium.Back in the days when Hammering Hank Arron was playing.

Remember I mentioned Joe was a catcher.That is the key word in this story.

Seems Joe's daughter inherited some of her Dad's talent.

NYC.Baby falls off fire escape.

Yep you guessed it.Joe Torre's daughter walking by catches the baby.

Talent inherited?

Ain't coming back

I never learned to swim.
My fault can't blame anyone else.
6 years old.
Early in the morning.
Like 7 am that type of early in the morning.
Me and Momma.
Callaway pool.
Swim lessons.
Jump in pool.
Water freezing.
Momma I ain't coming back.
End of swimming lessons.

R.I.P.

Tough guy.Mobster.Family man.Father.

Tony Soprano.