Another slow week here in the hood.
Angela did get some painting done but needed to take a break. We have had good weather for this time of year but I’m sure the bottom will fall out of it soon. Last Christmas we had a blizzard going on.
Yesterday we needed to take the Dodge diesel out for a drive since it has just been sitting. Took a drive up I-29 to Platte city, MO about 10 miles north of our house. We wanted to check out the RV park we will move to when we sell the house.
We stopped at Basswood Resort RV park http://www.basswoodresort.com/
We wanted to ask about the extended stay rates which is not to bad for $425 per month and comes with cable. Talking to the manger we were wondering about Angela workamping while I still worked at the church and she said yes they hire about 15 couples and she could some hours for the spot and the rest for pay. That would be great that way she can learn all about the different jobs in a campground. The manager and her husband have been fulltime for 6 years and love it.
Also yesterday I was at my local COSTCO buying a large bag of
Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Annie, the Wonder Dog and was
in the check-out line when a woman behind me asked if I had a
What did she think I had an elephant? So because
I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her
that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet
again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in
the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I
awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most
of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was
essentially a Perfect Diet and that the way that it works is, to
load your pants pockets with Purina Nuggets and simply eat one or
two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete
so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to
mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled
with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in
intensive care, because the dog food poisoned me. I told her
No, I stepped off a curb to sniff a poodle's ass and a car hit
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart
attack he was Laughing so hard.
Costco won't let me shop
MORAL OF THE STORY:
Better watch what you ask retired people. They have all the time
in the World to think of crazy things to say.
ONE DAY CLOSER TO OUR DREAM