Sunday Funday

Sauerkraut Here!

A few things…

Perhaps by writing this I am jinxing myself but it’s possible that I may get to live out one of my dreams… Being a mascot.  Yes!  A few days ago, in the morning meeting, I volunteered myself to be the Easter Bunny at the Easter celebration at the old people home.  I even went and picked out my costume, but then they made me change it.  Rawr!  Now I need to get rid of this fucking ingrown toenail so I can start practicing my moves, including the bunny hop.

For our Sunday Funday I Hear t to Fart and I took a day trip to Logan, Utah so I could trespass on his old property and take photos of a tree that fell on his house late last year for his insurance company.  After my mission was accomplished we spent some time driving around our old stomping ground, lots of memories for us both in that little town.

Where I Heart to Fart and I met. Aww.

The window I was hanging out of when I Heart to Fart asked me to move in with him. How romantical.

I Heart to Farts old dorm room, I lived across the hall.  It was nothing like we remembered.

After meeting I Heart to Fart he became a bad influence on me.  We once crawled under this fence which runs along the Logan River (I'm surprised we didn't roll into it... 

Walked across this walkway, in flip flops.  By the way, it was not a walkway when we went across, it was a metal pipe...  Wet with moisture.  

And had we fallen we would have been dead.  Keep in mind this was taped in February when the water is low, we crossed it in spring, when the water is crazy.

Events at the old people home today:

When I get ready in the morning I sweat, a lot.  Well it took a little longer for my thyroid to balance out this morning, so I was still sweating when I went to my morning meeting, in a tiny, hot room with shit tons of people.  I’d say I got out of there just in time.   Speaking of passing out…

One of our CNA’s was talking on the phone when she told the other person that her heart was racing and then she passed out.  Someone caught her.

During Resident Council one of our residents started yelling about another resident (a very well liked resident), threating to kill him for leaving his walker too far into the pathway.  It was his birthday today…  Which reminds, he tore up his happy birthday sign.

My favorite resident is dying.

Finally, in other news, I spent $15 to clean my poor car yesterday (it hasn’t been cleaned since last summer) and now it’s snowing, fucking Utah. 

That is all.

Sauerkraut


P.S.  I wish my neighbor's would die.