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Its a real bummer when you want to blog but with nothing of great value to write about...welll...that says it. Now we have twittering I believe its called. Real time updates on what people are doing. Man would you ever be bored if I pulled that crap off. The problem I guess is I feel so darn guilty of having nothing but gloom to write about. The blues have landed and taken root in my brain.My weekends have been spent cramming two days worth of stuff into one day so I can make it over to see mom and dad. The sad part is I don't even enjoy seeing dad at all and do whatever I can to avoid having to spend time with him. Mom on the other hand is very grateful to get out and kinda fun to be with but that all changes when we go see dad.Be kind to your kids cause they may be the ones taking care of you when you get old-lol.
Work is slow and growing hotter by the day. Summer is upon us and it makes for long days. My get up and go just go up and went. So that's all folks for the flatland of Florida..Uncle Grumpy

Easter In Parent Land

I must say this was the most God-less Easter I have ever spent with my parents. Other than a quick prayer at lunch God's name was not spoken once except for maybe a God Dan- or two. Got to mom's place about eleven and Robin was already there. Joy oh joy the clash of the control freaks. Ding round one -what snacks do we bring to dad and on and on and on. Of course it was a draw...no one wins in Parent Land. Then it was off to lunch where I was introduced for the tenth time to the same people. Seems people in Parent Land have to repeat the same thing over and over. In Parent land if you are not a direct member of that Land your are not there as shown by mom not introducing Mary once. This of course turn the Land of Uncle Grumpy into a great issue. Now when the two Lands are at war Uncle Grumpy has great fear which takes the form of great anger. Uncle Grumpy is aware of this and spent the lunch wanting to scream but I knew better. The result would have been banishment from Parent Land and a sound beating from his brother. Seems brother had had a tiff with Queen Susan and all was not well in Brother Land. Have not quite figured out why Brother Land has taken such a keen interest in Parent Land in the last year. Guilt, pity, revenge,love?...whatever the reason I sure as heck could not do what Brother Land does. I know the land of Uncle Grumpy is not always neat and tidy but for all the tea in China would in want to live in capital of anger--Brother Land. After two long hours of listening to the King of Parent Land tell us he wasn't going to make it ...it was over. Funny how the King laughs and jokes with the staff and reserves the vile nature of his mood for his family.

I would like to take a second to thank an angel that brought the true meaning of Easter in her message to me today. I shared that message with the other half and she says thanks also. You are a wonderful person and your children show that also. We are so very happy to have you in the sane part of our Land. God Bless you and Thanks You J !!!!!

Hippy Hop

Well its Easter time again and another weekend in Parent Land.My brother and his...hmmmm not sure of what to call her... are going to be there also. I have to say not the place highest on my list to be at. As far as I can tell mom is OK but in Parent Land that is not always true. I have heard from mom that dad did a little hobble today so I guess he is doing what they say. Last weeks visit with mom was not fun. As soon as we got to the rehab mom started barking orders to all of us. I do understand it is cause she is concerned about dad but dang it was rough.So at this point it looks like its lunch at the assisted living place with a family visit to dad in rehab. Not really bitching ...just rundown from the week and a killer toothache. That will put anyone in a bad frame of mind I guess. So on that note I wish one and all a Happy Easter and offer up a prayer for you and yours..... Peace... Uncle Grumpy

Strain On The Brain

I have not posted for awhile cause I am not sure what to say. Seems like everything is just running together in one big blur. Work is going great for the most part. Got to meet a P47 Thunderbolt Pilot today that flew 63 missions in WW2 in Europe. I do not know if I have said in previous post but I work in a VA National Cemetery. I maintain the grounds, transport caskets to the casket field and most important to me setting of the headstones. I am a supervisor of a crew of three. We are a contractor on site and work with the VA crew's . I was blessed with this job just over three months ago. Enough of that...its now off to Parent Land. Dad is in rehab and I don't think he is fully out of woods from the operation. Mom is hanging on by a thread cause she can go see him but will not without me or my brother being there. I have been there every weekend for the past three weeks and I am wearing pretty thin myself. So Parent Land is in two different places right now. Running in high gear all the time seems to have a toll on one's self.
When I say I don't know what to say...well.. its just that...what can you say when your thoughts all run together?Mixed with work,family,home......ahhhh home....not a big bright spot for me. I love my wife completely but sometimes it feels like a competition to see who says they have worked the hardest. I know we are both tired and strained but reaching across that unsaid line seems like a million miles at times. I am just friggin tired......but carry on. So for not having anything to say I just chatted away...Lord I hope this helps.... Peace Out....Uncle Grumpy