Boy howdy, this is gonna be a hard post to make this morn'n.
Ya see, when I get cold, it's affects my entire system from my cold feet all the ways up to my brain. Joint pain happens where it ain't supposed to happen. Goose bumps appear all over my body. My brain goes haywire. It got down to 31 degs last night.....accord'n to my Walmart special temperature thingy.
When I get to talk'n bout my brain dysfunctions an' stuff like that, I have a very hard time communicat'n with myself. It's like talk'n to a blank wall. All I can think of is "bad" stuff. This brain dysfunction happens mostly when it's cold outside. A sudden surge of depression flows throughout my body....I don't want to do nuttin. An' that may be what I do for the rest of the day.
Now there is the possibility you can find me sit'n in a chair out front the "billy jeep" wire'n up that plug thingy I bought. It's only 4 wires, so what can be so hard bout that. An' they are color coded.
Now if'n ya can remember back when I bought "that jeep" bout 3 or so years ago, it started fall'n apart in the first month. Ball joints. Suspension hit'n the frame. Engine water leaks. A/C goes out....hunnerts of stuff break'n like that. That was my reasoning when I named it "that jeep". Also call it a POS a few times. An' a few other choice names.
Anyhows, the "billy jeep", I have already replaced a axle seal an' bearing. There's a whine in the rear come'n from somewheres. Sometimes.....but not every time, when I turn the steer wheel, there's a noise. Kind of like the tire tread rub'n against something. This got me to think'n...."maybe it's a CV joint". Please lord, don't let the "billy jeep" turn into a POS "that jeep".
There's a possibility nephew Joseph will install the new park'n brake shoes this week end. I sure as hell cain't do it 'cause every time I get on the ground, I cain't get back up. And that sucks. For many many years I was knowed as a "fix it" guy. I could fix bout anything....from a leak'n roof to rebuild'n a wored out V-8 engine. Sears Kenmore warsh'n machines to 20 ton air cond units. If'n it weren't electronic, I could fix it. But them days are gone now. All 'cause I cain't get back up off the ground.
Many people have told me I have to accept my condition. You know, be'n a old man an' can't do nuttin no more. Well, I ain't never gonna accept that fact. I have slowed down a bit, but that's only 'cause I cain't do stuff fast no more. An' I got to have me a little break to sip up a cup an' smoke one.
I used to think I was a excellent cook. But that too has changed. You did know I used to have my own Mexican restaurant....right? In the last couple years I no longer make exotic dishes. I settle for a simple one pot meal, a box of Churches chicken....a double meat Whopper. Go through bout two packs of cold hot dogs every week. Feed the damn goat what I cain't eat. Sadie Mae gets her share too.
Ok....got me a pot of 15 bean soup brew'n with a great big ol' ham hock in it. That's gonna be good I betcha a dollar.
Ok, for those that don't know why I use Walmart for my meds. I am on their computer and can pick up prescriptions in any Walmart in any state. Wait time usually anywheres from 45 minutes to two hours. Just enough time for me to do my grocery shop'n. Only one time I was told it would be "tomorrow". I talk to the pharmacist, tell him I was camped 50 miles away. Got my meds in 15 minutes.
Ya see, when I get cold, it's affects my entire system from my cold feet all the ways up to my brain. Joint pain happens where it ain't supposed to happen. Goose bumps appear all over my body. My brain goes haywire. It got down to 31 degs last night.....accord'n to my Walmart special temperature thingy.
When I get to talk'n bout my brain dysfunctions an' stuff like that, I have a very hard time communicat'n with myself. It's like talk'n to a blank wall. All I can think of is "bad" stuff. This brain dysfunction happens mostly when it's cold outside. A sudden surge of depression flows throughout my body....I don't want to do nuttin. An' that may be what I do for the rest of the day.
Now there is the possibility you can find me sit'n in a chair out front the "billy jeep" wire'n up that plug thingy I bought. It's only 4 wires, so what can be so hard bout that. An' they are color coded.
Now if'n ya can remember back when I bought "that jeep" bout 3 or so years ago, it started fall'n apart in the first month. Ball joints. Suspension hit'n the frame. Engine water leaks. A/C goes out....hunnerts of stuff break'n like that. That was my reasoning when I named it "that jeep". Also call it a POS a few times. An' a few other choice names.
Anyhows, the "billy jeep", I have already replaced a axle seal an' bearing. There's a whine in the rear come'n from somewheres. Sometimes.....but not every time, when I turn the steer wheel, there's a noise. Kind of like the tire tread rub'n against something. This got me to think'n...."maybe it's a CV joint". Please lord, don't let the "billy jeep" turn into a POS "that jeep".
There's a possibility nephew Joseph will install the new park'n brake shoes this week end. I sure as hell cain't do it 'cause every time I get on the ground, I cain't get back up. And that sucks. For many many years I was knowed as a "fix it" guy. I could fix bout anything....from a leak'n roof to rebuild'n a wored out V-8 engine. Sears Kenmore warsh'n machines to 20 ton air cond units. If'n it weren't electronic, I could fix it. But them days are gone now. All 'cause I cain't get back up off the ground.
Many people have told me I have to accept my condition. You know, be'n a old man an' can't do nuttin no more. Well, I ain't never gonna accept that fact. I have slowed down a bit, but that's only 'cause I cain't do stuff fast no more. An' I got to have me a little break to sip up a cup an' smoke one.
I used to think I was a excellent cook. But that too has changed. You did know I used to have my own Mexican restaurant....right? In the last couple years I no longer make exotic dishes. I settle for a simple one pot meal, a box of Churches chicken....a double meat Whopper. Go through bout two packs of cold hot dogs every week. Feed the damn goat what I cain't eat. Sadie Mae gets her share too.
Ok....got me a pot of 15 bean soup brew'n with a great big ol' ham hock in it. That's gonna be good I betcha a dollar.
Ok, for those that don't know why I use Walmart for my meds. I am on their computer and can pick up prescriptions in any Walmart in any state. Wait time usually anywheres from 45 minutes to two hours. Just enough time for me to do my grocery shop'n. Only one time I was told it would be "tomorrow". I talk to the pharmacist, tell him I was camped 50 miles away. Got my meds in 15 minutes.
Bright sun and 55 degrees here in lovely Sanderson Texas. Was only down to 41 last night at 277 north. It is good to be rolling again. Stay warm.
ReplyDeleteSanderson Texas??? I'll not ask any questions.
DeleteYou owned a Mexican restaurant??? And never have mentioned that? OMG,,, lololol.
ReplyDeleteLove that 15 bean soup, but you gotta make cornbread too, you know. Been thinking about that last couple of days too.
We have an Alco here now, a little Walmart. Closest Walmart is 35 or 40 miles and since i'm not out much any more, rarely go to one.
Just ate a big ol' bowl of that stuff, less cornbread. My God....that some good stuff.
DeleteI always try to camp within 25 miles of a Walmart. You know me an' Walmart.
What, no recipe posted?
DeleteBeans and cornbread...now that's a real meal! Ice tea and some sliced onion to top it off!
ReplyDeleteNow if'n I had made a pot of pinto beans, I would have cook up some cornbread an' eat me bout half a big ol' raw yeller onion.
DeleteWe can't ever accept that we are too old and can't do nuthin' anymore. Maybe we don't want to do as much now - let those younger folks learn by doing. Just think of all the years of learning and wisdom stored in our brains - no wonder sometimes it's hard to sort it all out! My brain hurts once in a while under the weight of all that knowledge stored there!
ReplyDeleteLove that 15 bean soup with big ham hock in there, that keep ya goin for a bit.
ReplyDeletethat go'n for a bit ain't gonna last very long. I'm think'n I only got bout a bowl an' a half left after the big bowl I just finished.
DeleteI am the same way when I get cold my brain goes out the door all I can think of is getting warm.
ReplyDeleteI wish I cold cook even a little bit it just isn't in my DNA
.We are getting hit with another cold front here tonight.
enjoy your bean soup.
Billy Bob... ask any woman.... fast isn't always best!
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jajajajaja...you got that right :D
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ReplyDelete"You did know I used to have my own Mexican restaurant....right? "
ReplyDeleteNo, Billy Bob...in all the years I have been reading you...I have never heard you say that.
You are one of very few blogs that I go back and read when I come back from vacation or for some reason I did not get to read and this is the first I hear of it.