When I woke this morning, (after the two corona turmoil last night) I was on my way to the door to let Crazy Dog outside in an effort to show him that he REALLY is a dog, I was met by the monstrosity that is the new grill...it is a BAP (Big Ass Pit), with 3 racks, AND a side cook surface. What do I need a side cook surface for?? I just stood there looking at it thinking 'What in the H-E-double hockey sticks (extra points if you know who said that) was I thinking?' It's just P and me, and due to our busy schedule, we don't have lots of people over, and ain't that much cooking for 2 people in the world. I really don't remember putting most of it together.
Yesterday's post...don't remember doing that, either. I do think it's cool that even though I was likkered up, I had no typos...must be the nerd in me.
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On another note...something happened yesterday that made me believe for a second that maybe Uncle LeRoy DID put a man on the moon:P'S DAD BOUGHT HER A RAINCOAT...TO LEAVE AT MY HOUSE...AND DIDN'T ASK FOR ANY MONEY IN RETURN!!!
This may not mean much to you, but this is a BIG deal! I had mentioned to D (not expecting him to buy one) that I couldn't find one anywhere. Why is this a big deal you ask? Because he NEVER lets her bring anything to my house...let alone leave it at my house and he never buys her anything for use at my house! This is basically because his girlfriend (he called her his 'life partner' when we went to court~~whole 'nother post), whom I affectionately call Future Ex-Stepmother has convinced him that he does too much for P. How much is too much in her eyes? Child support. That's it. Nothing else. NOT ONE DIME MORE. It's not my fault that Uncle LeRoy doesn't mess around when it comes to caring for the kids. So, you, see, a much needed raincoat from him IS a big deal.
Comparing what D does for P to what her son's father does for their son (he does nothing for him), then D does do a lot for P...even if it's the minimum.
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This evening on the way home, P informed me that when she gets 'bigger' she is moving to a farm, with lots of baby cows (so she can play with them), and baby yellow chicks. She also told me that she I will have to pick her up every night so she can sleep at my house (so I won't be alone), and take her back to her farm in the morning.
I told her that when she gets bigger, she's not moving to a farm by herself, we are moving into the dorms at somebody's college.