Sitting in Boston on a different day

Donna may think she is having a fun time, but she is definitely not kicking up her heals like I am. Take today for instance. I have spent all morning in my hotel room working on our taxes and watching the stock market drop and then drop some more. Talk about warm fuzzes!

Last night I went for a lovely stroll in blizzard like conditions. If it had been a little colder, snowing a little harder and the wind blowing just 10 MPH harder it would have been perfect out. I had to remember you can't have every thing your way. It was nice to see that my ears had not turned black and fallen off from frost bite when I looked in the mirror this morning!

Donna gets home soon so I need to do a little party clean up around the house. I guess I will also need to take down the really cool black velvet paints I have hung since she has been gone. I am going to especially miss awakening to the painting of the female Amazon warrior riding on the back of a tiger while only wearing a bandoleer across her chest and holding an AK-47 in one hand and a bottle of 21 year old Highland Park scotch in the other. Oh, did I mention she has a viking helmet on her head with gigantic horns and a feather plume on on top. I wish I had a photo of it to post, but I am sure you can just close your eyes and see it in your mind.


Well, sorry it has been so long between posts. I will try to do better, but give no promises. Sometimes I am just too busy getting crazy and out of control. Later!

Sitting in Boston

It has been a few days since I have blogged and I am sure all of my followers have missed me. Well I'm back with up dated excitement!

After returning from three weeks in London I felt I had been having too much fun and needed to to get back in the groove of everyday life. I slept the first night, awakening at 4 AM and decided it was a good day to get started on painting the bathroom. I spent the next two days locked in that five by eight foot space. Talk about fun! By the time I stepped out of that room I looked like I had been in a paintball shoot out.....and had lost. The bathroom looks great, especially with that new toilet seat. I almost bought the "Glacier Bay" model toilet seat, but it kind of sounded cold to sit on.

The cat is still alive and sticks to me like glue. How long can a cat live? I caught him on my bed the other day. I didn't know he could move so fast. You would think he could catch a mouse or something with moves like he showed me.

So here I sit in Boston with no shoes to go down to the gym in. After my gluttonous night of BBQ chicken pizza and diet coke I could have used a good 3 or 4 hours on the exercise bike. Oh well.

Gotta go! It is almost 10 AM here and I need to get to Dunkin Donuts before the run out of Boston Creams!

Back in Portland

There I was, naked in the shower, soon to be on my way to to the the Underground to Heathrow Airport to SeaTac to Portland International to the employee bus to my car to the house and Saylor, the worthless cat. I was on my way home. Parting was was hard.

So there I am on the plane. We are taxing out and a baby has been crying, maybe screaming, for about ten to fifteen minutes. Some moron, I think an American, yells "Can't you shut that kid up!" The plane became silent, except for the baby, who's shrill screams reminded me of a F-4 going into after burner. I so wanted to say something bright, like " Your making more noise than the baby" or better yet " Who is sounding like a baby now, you dip shit!". But it was not to be needed. Some gentle grandmother type turned around in her seat, with a smile, and said something to him that made him shut up and feel like shit. Job well done!

Nine hours and fifteen minutes we landed in Seattle. Sunny and sixty degrees. The next thing I knew I was home and in bed. Alone. And the cat has become my shadow. He will not leave my side. This is not a good thing. So far I have only stepped on him once, but I am sure more times are to come.

Well today I went a touch loco and pruned the roses. Yes, with out gloves. It does not get crazier than that! Later gators!

Worst snow storm in 18 years hits London!

Donna going to work. BRRRRRR!

This is one happy boy! Click on to enlarge!

I was planning on leaving for the States on Wednesday, but I may be here a few extra days. No buses were running in London today and the Tube was at about 10%. Thank goodness the pubs were open! ( Oh, along with the British Museum) They get 6" of snow around here and they start acting like Portland or Seattle.

The British Museum wouldn't take me but a local pub did. It didn't pay all that well, but I was inside warm and dry. The beer was cold. No one was fired, but my stint as Chief Beer Puller was short. One beer.

The snow is still falling and per what I over heard at the pub it is going to be a blizzard tonight! I may not get out of here until March. I hope Saylor has enough food and water.

I went and bought bacon and eggs for breakfast tomorrow morning. It may be Donna and my last morning together for a few weeks if the blizzard does not hit. Timing is everything!

I think I will venture out and pick up a Subway sandwich for dinner and then meet Donna at the Swan for a pint when she gets off work. Later!!