mimi....you are a horrible hider

Easter Egg hunt at noon. I am playing poker with the girls and the wife comes back in from hiding the eggs. The youngest looks out the sliding door and sees two eggs from the porch and says......mimi....you are a horrible hider.

She had to avoid red ant hills and places where they may find a snake. My mother almost got bit by a coral snake when she was a girl on an easter egg hunt. Now in the Lazy boy relaxing watching the girls play poker, and think about how I would have spent the 10k with a royal in Mississippi stud.......

The horrible hider. Awesome!

Joanimaroni wrote:The horrible hider. Awesome!

Yep, absolutely awesome to see her! 

And is that the dog that hates to travel?

Saw three or four Illinois plates today on our morning breakfast out/errands/grocery day.   Must be their schools are all out this week?

That is the infamous "Wilma". I have never been smitten over a damn dog. When I wanted a puppy on my bucket list, I sure did not think I was going to watch her turn into a sweet adult dog. All the rules I followed with all our other dogs, I have broken. You see, I am feeding her when I am eating, and because she does not like riding in the car, I feed her sandwiches when we are traveling by reaching around the seat. She was so happy to see the grand kids that she went nearly dog crazy on them as she thinks she is their sister.

The Easter Egg hunt was a huge success and all the grandkids told their parents they wanted to stay in the Tiny House, but the dads insisted they had spent a lot of money for them to enjoy the beach. The poker playing was priceless, although my wife and I have been mumbling all day as she has seen me win 4K on four kings in the quad cities a month ago, and ten years ago I had a royal flush in Ultimate Texas hold em and won 6K. The odds of getting a royal flush and four aces back to back are in the multi millions of hands played. I will Never see cards like that again, and even the kids got excited as my wife told them how much Papa wins with those kind of cards.....17 cents and maybe a quarter on the four aces......WTF.....but what a good time.

We looked at another RV this evening, but they are either junk or over priced. Decided to stop at NY Deli and had told the kids about the same, and we met a real estate guy from Milton who just hooked us up with the best burger place in Milton which is a couple stoplights up from Dave's catfish house. We have to call him after we try it, and we made a new best friend. We really are social animals and if I was not dying, we probably would have called this guy and told him if the burger is good to buy him lunch. People are basically good, but we all get wired differently. One of the best days since I have been sick.

Now you know why I adore my wife. She was such a good mother and educator. She has about sixty of her ex students who keep in touch with her on facebook. My daughter and her both have charisma where people take to them quickly. At the start of her last year of school they had an assembly of all the students and staff, and introduced the staff by name to the kids. When they introduced Mrs. Seaoat, the kids got up from their seats and began clapping and cheering. It became extremely uncomfortable because it was spontaneous and nobody else even got a clap......I mean the place just went crazy. The other teachers were asking her what was that all about and she explained every kid in that assembly had her for art since kindergarten through fifth grade, so unlike the other teachers.....they had all been in her classroom.....they bought into that, but the truth is she treats kids with respect and adult humor......they love it and know the difference between BS and truth.

I think in all the hundreds if not thousands of Seaoat posts I've read since way back in the Ivan era, this last is the absolute best of the best.   Don't ask me why.  It just is.   Had me smiling clear to my core the whole way through. Thanks for the treat.

Darn, wish WE could've met you and Mrs. Seaoat at the New Yorker tonight.   We're often there on a Thursday evening (were last week), but tonight stayed home and ate Publix chef's salads to avoid the predicted bad weather  - which, as usual, was not anywhere near as bad as hyped, and didn't even start 'til after we'd  have already been back home.  Ah well.

Love the post, just as Linda said.

Trying to get my motivation from you, Seaoat.  Therapy is tough and I feel like a baby after each session. I am at the Andrews Institute 3 days a week and I use the continual passive motion machine 4 hours a day.  I can do this!

It will get easier with every good effort in therapy. The best part is the years of enjoyment of the grand kids knowing that your wheels are going to last. I had a bad day today. I hurt my liver lifting. We have called a handyman to help as the kids want to enjoy the beach and really do not want to come on vacation to help a sick old crazy guy who does not have enough sense to give up. After I hurt my liver, my wife went to the rental place for the lift, and blurted out that we had to set a dock post, instead of the four hours of tree trimming and the hour of hanging some wire for security systems. The guy calls me as I am in pain in my chair and says that we cannot attach anything to the bucket which supports five hundred pounds. I said ok, and would you ask the wife to come home. She knew when she got home she had really messed up because now we cannot rent a lift, and as we do not have a pick up truck to pull a heavier one from a rental place 15 miles further away. I just am amazed at brain farts. It literally would have been about one hundred pounds of weight as I pulled the dock post perpendicular, but Mrs. Seaoat acted like we were going to be abusing their equipment. Hope this liver thing gets better in the morning, and I hope you enjoy your easter with a quick recovery from the knee. It sure would be nice if everybody on this forum could go back twenty years.......but old age is not for sissies.

So glad you called a handyman. Be the straw boss.

I feel weak when I give in to taking a pain pill after therapy. The last 2 sessions have been painful. Of course I pulled a ham string and that didn't help.

I hate to be debbie downer but if the hamstring is pulled, you are going to go through a period of adjustment as you work the knee in, but my experience taught me that often back issues develop as you retrain your walking and the hamstring is but just one adjustment to come. Just let it flow naturally. The only time I ever had a period of depression was after I had a chip fracture at the ankle in a basketball game and wore a non walking cast for four weeks and had to use crutches to go to work. It was hard as you realize trying to get your wheels back was going to be weeks and in my case I realized how strong my legs were but my torso and arms were much weaker when trying to get 230 lbs moved.

Having had multiple hamstring injuries and a complete rupture of the femerol bicep tendon on the right ....my right leg is not as strong as it it should be. Now a pulled hamstring on the left.

I depend on the walker and feel secure using it. On a good note I have full extension and flexing just over 110. As the swelling resolves flexion will improve.

Today was opening day at the ball park.... I missed it!

My white sox won their first game, and I hope when I return I will be able to see my last major league game. I really enjoyed my first Maritime Park ball game last summer, until that young girl got smashed with a liner down the left field line. I tried to get up and attempt to catch it, but I could not get out of my seat. She took it right to the face, and there was lots of facial bleeding and probably a concussion as she was a child of 14 with one of the military families which were enjoying a group outing. I have never felt more certain than in fifty years the public will be thankful that people worked to preserve that beautiful waterfront.

Glad your team won.... I am anxious to see the games this afternoon. I scheduled my surgery around March madness. The two girls games last night were great.