Swamp Fox;438160 wrote:Up early and put on the coffee pot. Go out and get the paper. Turn on the computer and check anything new, pet the cat and let her out into our back yard (after checking for any innocent rabbits, squirrels, ground hogs, or any other creature who has not as yet met the wrath of Huckleberry (the cat). A little later I check the yard again and if all clear, I release the murdering feline. read that paper and sip my coffee, turn on tv and check the morning news.Just lay around the house for a couple of hours and then do some little things in the yard I hadn't finished the day before. Later in the day, I will go to my favorite (one of them) little pub and talk with folks I come across, mostly former students and athletes I have taught and/or coached. After a few libations and some good conversation, I amble home to the loving voice of my wonderful wife who coos something along the order of "Well, I see you got drunk again" I reply that yes, I may be inebriated, but I didn't do it without considerable help and encouragement from my friends. A few minutes after that, I get sick, go to bed and around 5 or 6 hours later, I stumble to my feet and catch-up on my posting while slowly recovering from my afternoon's adventure. Lest you worry for my health, I do this about once a month. (the pub part).
I was gonna say, this sounds like it happened recently... An it doesn't sound like a fun day?
