And Bubba the butthead is out in full force. Thankfully most of the morning he was out and about and left me to my own devices which are usually a book and the remote. And with the Olympics on TV - some sports viewing intermixed with the ever ready food channel.
We are also dog sitting my friends rather large grey hound dogs for the weekend. I was doing well, got them all picked up loaded into the car got home, got everyone introduced in the back yard and goodie no growling, no nothing just a lot of sniffing and moving then everyone went to the their neutral corners and we've pretty much have had peace.
Until we decided to go out to dinner and a movie last night - getting everyone in a certain location and dealing with raw chicken these dogs eat was - shall we say a bit much. Bubba was also useless in the 'help' department... per usual. But we managed to get things all worked out, the house was find when we got home and my friend told me via instant message his pups will eat tonight. yeah. I have to find a place to feed them all this raw chicken mess and not have Shelby want to join in... that dog will eat anything. Based upon the puppy gas in my car Friday - I can't imagine what it will do to my dog who is not used to eating that stuff.
So - back to our tale - Bubba the butthead - he returns from whatever oh so important things he was doing including his not so clandestine trip to the bagel store - I can't eat that yet. He returns hands me paper work for the lodge then proceeds to tell me something 3 times - I typing the email he wants me to send - and while I'm typing he's told me what to do - THREE FREAKING TIMES. Then he gets all pissy as I turn the sound back on the TV because - as I said he repeated his directive three times and I got the message - I was doing what he asked and he kept talking. then he asked why I turned the sound up... I told him. And hello Major Crankypants. Grump Grump bitch bitch.... he goes off and does his thing I do mine...
Later he walks back in tells me it's too hot to mow the lawn and now we sit here dueling laptops...if he only knew...
And next on our hit parade Bubba and I are now regulated to facebook status updates by his family. They won't hear it from me but Niece D who does have her head on straight and apparently the only computer literate member of the family posted to facebook - that Niece A's FOURTH child was brought into the world either yesterday or today -we can't be sure because there is just a picture and a name on her status, I had to really look at the picture when Bubba asked THEN I saw the band on the baby's arm. I have NO intention of calling up there - acknowledging we know or even given this barely a nudge to our existence any kind of frankly tells me everything we need to know.
It will certainly make easier on my part - F-u and your holiday plans. You don't consider us part of the family for reoccurring events - holiday follow the same pattern. I've had enough of Bubba and family today - I'm going to bury my nose in a book and watch other people who don't. Perhaps we'll some of the more esoteric sports today rather than swimming and gymnastics on regular TV at night.
Later... oh and stay cool!
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