And you forgot a few other things Dick. Unloading gear, scrubbing out the boat, flushing the trailor and motor.... cleaning those fish. Unfortunately I have been the designated fish cleaner since I was 10 years old. All the rotten luck! Rewarded for a job well done with more work.
lol. My recent experiences include a 15lb Rubber Turkey, 8lb kangaroo poop & 2lb of my old nail clippings. I cooked, conquered, and ate like a wild animal.
Reaching my 70th BD, I realize that I cannot help but grow old. However, I refuse to grow up!!! My wife would tell you, "He may be 70 but, He's going on 17". Life is wonderful with a woman like that.
Not breaking the train of thought here, apologies Dick, while CJo gets back with you. What is everyone going to do to welcome in the new year? I believe I will stay home ...again, and steam oysters, invite a few friends over and pass out around 2:00am. And make it good cause secretly the world is involuntarily celebrating this ole gal's b-day.
Well, my goodness, Skurvey Dog has a BD on the 31st. She was nearly a New Year baby. Even though I'm early, Happy Birthday Lori. How young are you on the 31st???
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Reaching my 70th BD, I realize that I cannot help but grow old. However, I refuse to grow up!!! My wife would tell you, "He may be 70 but, He's going on 17". Life is wonderful with a woman like that.
Well now, let's see, one, two, three, yes, I do believe I'll be 47! I have to laugh though... the outside ages and I don't like those new laugh lines or creases between my eyebrows because my face is very animated when I talk. But I will be eternally a 12 year old inside with all the wisdom of the years endured. At 45 I locked myself in the bathroom and cried because what was on the inside did not match the outside, but then I realized that my true self shined through with my thinking, quick witt, and fruitcakeness. Then my daughter told me I looked only 40 and I started laughing at myself for being so anal. Life is a gift and every day we are given should be cherished. Besides, in just 3 more years I'll be looking at my gigalo cake! Whoopee!
age is like a fine wine, depends on what your eating it with..lol
happy B'day for the 31st, what a day to have a b'day, 1 celebration into another. If your eating so many oysters...how come your going to bed so early?
Thanks guys! No wonder I liked you so much CarmieJo!
How come I might go to bed so early V? Well, it really all depends on how the evening turns out. I adore a good oyster and I can eat 3/4 of a bushel by myself. and I'm not a big girl either. If I immediately stuff myself, the "Gotta get horizontal mood" strikes. Sort of like having to take a nap after eating all that turkey at Thanksgiving. Besides, I have to go to bed so we can get up before 10:00am and have our traditional New Years Day breakfast of chilled jumbo shrimp and champagne spitzies! After that it's chained to the kitchen to make the traditional hop'n'johns and collards for good luck. (Notice the more eating!)
the wrist bands work great for sea sickness my local dive shop sells them. they have a little button that presses on a pressure point on your wrist.
happy B-day lori!
the wrist bands work great for sea sickness my local dive shop sells them. they have a little button that presses on a pressure point on your wrist.
This reminds me of a helicopter ride my wife and I took on Kauai. The pilot was the island's most experienced rescue pilot, with a perfect record, and thus the only one we we would trust. You can only get bookings for this guy months in advance, he is the only pilot for his company, and it was our honeymoon. We were really excited to go on our first helicopter trip, especially since it was over Kauai. I got to fly shotgun, which was really neat in the small helicopter with the glass bottom in front.
The wife of the couple that flew with us had a motion sickness band, and one third through the flight she started complaining. The pilot, who flew as smooth as butter, indicated that he would continue by flying even more smoothly that he had already. She said she was getting sick , and insisted that we return (instead of using the supplied air sickness bags). The pilot warned that if we turned back, that would be the end of the trip since there was not enough time (and fuel?) to go back and return again. She again insisted, so we all went back to the pad. Without saying a word (such as "We're really sorry for this.", or "Perhaps we shouldn't have gone up in the first place.") , the couple quickly left and we never saw them again.
My wife and I were really disappointed, and the helicopter company couldn't have been nicer, but they were booked solid and had no cancellation slots to offer.
Oh I would have been so MAD! I've only evern flown in a helicopter once. I was an EMT and our local air ambulance had a fly along program for members of land based units. The purpose was to train local squads the proper protocol for working with the helicopter crews. You had to go through the training and then signed up for your day to fly. You only got one day so you might not even get a flight. So my big day arrived and we sat around the ready room all day. Finally about 30 minutes before my shift was over we got a scene call! It was a beautiful fall day with the trees in their glorious colors and the sky a bright Carolina blue. I loved the flight! But I kept thinking to myself, "It is a good thing that Rick (my hubby) isn't here, he'd be sick an using that bag!"
Unfortunately I have been the designated fish cleaner since I was 10 years old. All the rotten luck! Rewarded for a job well done with more work. 
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And make it good cause secretly the world is involuntarily celebrating this ole gal's b-day. 
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and I'm not a big girl either. If I immediately stuff myself, the "Gotta get horizontal mood" strikes. Sort of like having to take a nap after eating all that turkey at Thanksgiving. 
Besides, I have to go to bed so we can get up before 10:00am and have our traditional New Years Day breakfast of chilled jumbo shrimp and champagne spitzies! After that it's chained to the kitchen to make the traditional hop'n'johns and collards for good luck. 
(Notice the more eating!)
, and insisted that we return (instead of using the supplied air sickness bags). The pilot warned that if we turned back, that would be the end of the trip since there was not enough time (and fuel?) to go back and return again. She again insisted, so we all went back to the pad. Without saying a word (such as "We're really sorry for this.", or "Perhaps we shouldn't have gone up in the first place.") , the couple quickly left and we never saw them again. 
