I am writing this post this morning... but I am going to refrence yesterday. A little behind once again, but still... here I am just as promised.
Yesterday started out early. Not too early but I was putting on mascara and using the straightening iron 3 hours before usual so, early.
Superman had a tonsilectomy by Dr. Spork yesterday. I like the Dr.'s name so I thought I would give a shout-out. He was tall, white haired and wore really fancy white shoes with a surgery cap that had all sorts of hot sauce's printed on it. While I was waiting for superman to get out of surgery and holding the cutest red-head who was flirting with all the oldest people on the face of the earth in the 1day surgery center... we decided to take a walk to the Farmer's market. I browsed around and bought some Agave nectar and thought about buying Dr. Hotsauce some special tabasco. I ended up buying some really fancy rock-candy lollipops for the Princess' birthday on Friday... the man told me they were 60 cents each.... so I picked out 10. I then realized that I just spent 6 dollars on lollipops. Oh dear. Oh well... they are super cute.
Superman is recovering just fine and all went well.
Lucy was playing at J.J's house and he taught her how wiz outside like a boy... trouble is... SHE is NOT a boy. Hence, a new change of clothes and a strict "Lucy, you ONLY use the toliet." She gets it now. I think.
Then nighttime befell on us and brought a crisp breeze. So lovely. And then the smell of the rain. Ahh.
Dinner was over, baths were given, binkas in place and then snuggle time with songs and prayers. Out like a light.
Time for Biggest Loser.
***** NOT******
time for a phone call.
****ring ring ring****
Hello.
Hi, you have the house for sale on 27th street and Shawnee Circle, is that right?
Yes, we do.
blah blah blah- a bunch of stuff about the house
This phone call was special though.
And not so much in a I have a feeling that this REALLY OLD GUY is going to buy it up paying with cash way, but more in a Ike Gamin sort of way.
You see I spoke with Ike Gamin last night for an hour and a half.
I know absolutely every possible thing about this man.
I know his 4 daughters names, their spouses names, where they went to college, how much money they had in their bank accounts, where they lived growing up, where they live now, who their mother is and when she died, that their mother was an alcoholic and a smoker, that NO MATTER what Ike did he could "NEVER please that woman!"even when she told him that she wanted to paint the entire 3rd story of their home PINK, so he surprised her while she was on vacation and had 4 painters come in and paint the entire 3rd floor pink- and when she came home she was NOT happy- she wanted a different color of pink- but "Lois, their is only one shade of pink." - not to her their wasn't. Now she wanted pink carpet to match. "Whatever you want" he told me, he told her.
Then Ike told me how he has found the most amazing woman in the world. Her name is Patricia. "I would jump off the Kanawha City Bridge at high noon if she told me too." She is so amazing. He bought Patricia a ring...not just any ring. A 2.5 karat emerald with another 3 total karats surrounding in diamonds that was a thirty-two thousand dollar ring. But he is a bargain shopper and only paid ten thousand for it. Patricia wont wear it on her 3rd finger on her left hand just the 3rd finger on her right hand. According to Patricia's daughter- who is Ike's homecare nurse- Patricia loves Ike but won't tell him. Ike won't ask Patricia to marry him until she starts showing some reciprocation to Ike's feelings and affections. By the way Patricia told me that I had better not call during one of her conversations with one of her girlfriends.
Patricia is the deciding vote here.
-sounds to me like Patricia is calling all the shots-
The house and street that Patricia lives on was formerly named something else. Until Mayor Danny Jones called her up one day and said we are going to rename your street to Belcher Street. Patricia and all of her children plus others in her extended family live on what is now known as Belcher Street.
( my gut tells me that Patricia will not want to move)
(a picture that I took today of Mayor Danny Jones at the Elephant walk this morning.)
I was a very VERY successful insurance agent, he told me. I won lots of awards. Top Agent of the year. The Blackjack dealers at Harrah's know me by name and I them. We have been to every major city in the United States and Las Vegas 7 times.
"Dear... don't be offended please by me calling you dear or honey.. it is a term of endearment, and I use it casually like Mr. or Mrs."
"I like you" he said over and over to me. I like to have conversations with intelligent people and especially those who know what they are talking about.
.....Are you tired yet?
I am .. and this is twice re-lived now.
Remember this went on for an hour and a half. But I actually had to be responsive.
and... oh and there is a HUGE
and....Ike doesn't hear very well. Not very well at all. So I had to talk at decibel three-thousand. the.entire.time.
My head hurt and kind of still does.
I barely made it back in time to see the final vote off of Victoria from Biggest Loser.
As tiring as the conversation was and as little hope that I have that Patricia will actually let Ike buy this house I think that I really liked my conversation with Ike.
I like Ike.
He would be just the very thing that our neighbors have asked we NOT do... the neighbors want a young couple preferably with children. Not old people, not like the Dutchess who lives on the corner of Virgina and Shawnee Circle.- whom by the way is Ike's friend. Are you suprised? I didn't think so.
After I put my cell phone on the charging station I grabbed some kettle chips and had a few bites of ice cream.
I did not go to the gym. I did not eat well at all today- or for the last 3 if I am being honest.
I missed BL which is a motivator for me and I need a little push in the right direction to get me back on track.
PUSH PUSH PUSH....
