Carolyn: “Honey,do you know anything about Hoodia?”

Me: “It’s a criminal brotherhood organized on a hierarchy structure with the capo at the top and the soldiers at the bottom.”

Carolyn: “No numb nuts, that’s the mafia! What do you know about Hoodia?”

Me: “What it isn’t a gang of baggy pant wearing, underwear showing, hooded sweatshirt attired guys calling each other ‘G’?”

Carolyn: “No! A friend mentioned she wanted to try hoodia as a weight loss supplement and I was wondering if you had any knowledge of it.”

Me: “From my previous answers, obviously not. But we can bow down before the mighty Google and find out.”

Carolyn: “You know talking to you sometimes is exasperating, you are so facetious.”

Me: “Why you love me.”

Carolyn: “Not really, I married you for your money.”

Me: “Ha ha, you got short changed then.”

Carolyn: “Tell me about it.”

Carolyn: Where’s that paperwork you got from the bank?

Me: I gave it to you already.

Carolyn: Really? I don’t recall you doing that.

Me: Well, I did, when I got in I handed it to you, I remember.

Carolyn: I’m not saying you didn’t, I just don’t remember.

Me: Er, see, you even put it back into my coat pocket.

Carolyn: Give me that! Dingbat.

Me: Sorry.

Friday night when everyone left after Thanksgiving, the wife and I looked at each other and had the same thought.

“Let’s book this joint.”

I packed a back pack of stuff while she went online and booked a romance package at a local hotel next to a large shopping mall. We had the corner suite with chocolate covered strawberries and champagne in the room and free breakfast and dinner.

The hotel was full of people who had stayed the night so they could be up to start shopping the sales at 4AM.

The Brut champagne was nasty but everything else was wonderful. It certainly was good just to get away and spend some time just for ourselves.

We got each other early Christmas presents too, Carolyn got a portable DVD player with 10″ screen and I got a new Canon digital camera I have been after.

Enjoyed the room so much that we have already reserved it for a whole weekend next month.

Sometimes it is good to go away where no one can contact you and recharge the batteries.

I worked for part of Turkey day, not too bad, half a days work for a full day of double time pay.

On the bus to downtown I noticed a very effeminate guy get on and sit in front of me. He turned his head and I noted his gelled perfect hair and what looked like eyeliner and mascara. Then I noticed his skin, no open pores, smooth very nice.

I need to moisturize more, was my thought.

Dang, I realized I was checking out the skin of another guy!

When I touch my feminine side I giggle.

We have the son and his family staying a few days over Thanksgiving, they are cooking, so we welcome the visit. Cage is in the playpen laughing and screaming Jade is running around wanting to be the center of attention.

I am standing at the bathroom sink trimming the mustache I am trying to cultivate, thinking I am alone. I feel something brewing and let rip a loud fart.

“Eeewww,” I hear behind me, Jade was standing behind me, she looked at me,screwed up her face then ran downstairs to tell Grandma, “Grandpa pootered on me.”

Dang, busted.

Well, after killing the Notebook Meanderings blog in the WordPress upgrade, crapola back-up fiasco, I decided I still need another blog.

So I activated another WordPress blog on this domain, before putting in plugins, I upgraded to the latest WordPress version. So hopefully that one will work okay, still a few tweaks here and there on it.

The Whimsical Codex.

That one will have rotating headers,if they work that is.

Today we were sitting in our break room at work, our manager walked in, she was sporting a puffy eye and a gash on her brow.

We all started rolling our eyes wondering what she had done this time, she is accident prone and always dropping stuff on herself or falling off ladders. She has previously opened an attic hatch and dropped it on her head knocking herself unconscious.

In answer to what she had done; “I slammed my head in my car door.”

We laughed, now if anyone else had said that we would be wondering whether she was just saying that to cover up a problem, the “I walked into the door type situation.”

But her husband is In Iraq and as we knew her so well we had no reason to think she had done anything other than slam her head in a car door. We of course wondered how she managed to do it.

Apparently she was holding onto the car door leaning into the car picking up something from the car floor. She then started to step back and slam the door shut, unfortunately in the dark garage she misjudged the distance and her head was still in the path of the door.

“I ended up on the floor seeing stars,” she said.

This year for Thanksgiving we were looking to take it easy, maybe go out for dinner so we didn’t have to cook. But I got scheduled to work, not too bad, I can work for a couple of hours and get paid for all day at double time.

Carolyn didn’t want to do any cooking, even less so if I was working, so our son said he would get all the fixings and come around with his girlfriend and their two kids. The son would then cook dinner, Carolyn took him up on the offer right away.

Carolyn is looking forward to playing with the grand kids while someone else does the cooking. If I time it right I can get in to a nice turkey dinner and the dishes and stuff already in the dishwasher, bwhahahaha.

Our other daughter will more than likely come around with her two kids so the place will be a mad house.

Dang, now the father of our granddaughter wants to be in her and her mothers life more, he could well bring his other two daughters around, if they get hitched that will make ten grand kids, no wonder I feel old!¹

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1. plus two of our kids are still able to have kids, so more could be coming [↩]