Back up a few years....

Boy howdy let me tell ya......I didn't sleep worth a crap again last night. The first thing happen, I forgot to take my meds before I went to bed. It weren't long before all my supper was in my throat....what it sometimes do. Usually when I don't take my meds (acid blocker). Ya see, I used to have acid reflux from all the greasy spicy junk food I used to eat. The acid reflux turned into Barrett's esophagus. It caused a drastic change to my diet and a daily dose of acid blockers. Probably for the rest of my life.

Then for no reason at all, I waked up in a sweat. Well not really a sweat, but I was hot. Come to find out, I had roll over an' over and was all wrap up in my covers.....like a baby caterpillar or something like that. Being claustrophobic, I almost lost it get'n out them covers. Then I had to pee. Damn, I never get a full nights rest for one reason or tuther.

Got up early this morn'n think'n I would get a good start on the day. It were cold outside....nice an' cozy in "da house". Caught up on the blogs I missed last night and says...."what I gonna do now"? So I went back to when I first started my blog. Way back in 2008. Had me a bunch of dreams back then and did some travel around the country. Sure do wish I had started my blog when I retired in 2002 (January). Then you could have met "Alice".

"Alice" was a good old gal. Go anywheres I wanted to go an' never complain bout nuttin. She ate a lot though....something like 7 mile a gallon on a good day. Fire right up and go a hunnert mile a hour rain or shine. I put 30,000 miles on "Alice" in 3 short years before trad'n her in on "Sally da house" in Sept. 2004.

If'n ya remember me mention Vickie Lynn a time or two, she named "Alice". Vickie was my first mate at the time before she walked the plank. She had sinful ways....drink vodka by the gallon an' smoke pot by the pound. Of all my first mates, Vickie was right up there as #1. Smart girl she was. Rest her sweet little soul.

Agenda for today? Hell, I don't know. Need to make a Walmart run since I'm out of meds again and sure could use some groceries. Been out of milk for a week, bread is stale an' I ain't got no donuts. Gotta have donuts ya know.

Wayne been pester'n me all day long yesterday bout go'n golf ball swak'n. Says to me..."what ya gonna do tomorrow"? He thinks I can't see around his "round about" remarks, but I'm think'n he want to go golf ball swak'n today (Sunday).
What ya think???