I really want to go on vacation this summer. That little getaway this past Memorial Day was really great for us. We really need it. We have been going on all cylinders ever since my operation in January with trying to get the new store going and starting to sell wholesale.
It looks like I might have finally found a good employee to handle the store. It will take at least a month or two to get her up to speed but we might be able to get away at the end of August.
I sure hope so. It has been tough. We get pretty tired.
Monday, June 2, 2014
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I hope you can get away. If you want to do some white water rafting and go possum stomping, come down here. We could even head east and look for Sixty down there in the Piedmont.
Sometimes I can't even get away for an afternoon. We've made reservations for a few days in DC in a couple of weeks. I've never been and my wife always wanted to take the kids there, so this is it. Trying to clear all our schedules was a hassle.
My son graduated high school this weekend (he graduated from community college a month ago and begins NC State in August), so my wife's brother and family were here. We sat around trying to figure out when we can make a trip up and see them and it's just about impossible. It's crazy how busy we all are. So, this DC trip is probably the last family vacation until the kids are out of college. Life marches on, eh?
Anyhow, I hope you can get away. Sometimes I feel like Michael Keaton in "Clean and Sober." I just want to check myself into a rehab clinic to disappear for awhile.
Sounds like a good plan. By pick of the draw we ended up with the end of August time slot at the family cottage. (The renters use prime time from mid-June to mid-Aug, as that's when we can gain the most revenue to cover taxes. When my mom dies, the whole thing goes away as taxes are set to triple to current levels) With spring coming so late this year, I don't mind the wait.
Until then, Laughter is an instant vacation. Milton Berle
That pic suggests you're thinking about a gay-cation.
Or is that a hint about your new employee? NTTAWWT, of course.
Are you heading out to Fire Island, Troop?
Oh and it looks like The Duke had an early film career like Chuck Conners?
And if you were to ask what crawled up my ass lately I'd answer a sigmoidoscope. They found one small hyperplastic polyp and want me to go back in for the full bore.
Chick...be sure you demand they prescribe you the newest "full bore solution" ... it is half a gallon instead of a full one. You get away with only 3 hours on the crapper instead of 5 or so.
If somebody tells you you just drink hearty, go about you bidness, and then amble over to the loo when you feel the urge...they are LYING! You have about 2.76 seconds from the time the urge hits until the shit flies. Repeatedly. No warning. Just Ahhhh...then OMFG!! Flush! Repeat until the jug is empty...plus about 30 minutes just in case.
Just get a book and stay put on the throne until its gone +30 like I said. Save yourself the indignity of trampling people in your way to the loo.
Hope none of y'all wuz eatin' dinner, heah?
Ah thanks, Aridog. After the whole ordeal, I went home to finally eat something after 24 hrs of fasting. I suddenly felt the urge to pass gas and let go to do as much but suddenly realized it was a shart! Eww! Fortunately, it was odorless clear liquid. Butt still!
Suggested Vacation Spots:
Hawaii.
Or
Punta Cana.
Don Zimmer went on permanent vacation. Will he be auditioning?
I'm sorry...did I kill the thread?
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