Good lord it’s a fire (well… not yet)

So, last night my 24 year old daughter has my wife and I watch her baby (my precious granddaughter) while she goes to her friends 21st birthday party.  My daughter meets them on River Street in Savannah to go “clubbing” I suppose.
This morning we are still watching “the baby”… sigh.
It seems that my daughter, having drunk so much, got a ride to her friends house (good thinking there) in Hinesville, leaving her car in Savannah. *I still don’t know who drove*
Anyways, now my daughter calls here, wanting my wife and/or I to go pick her up, in Hinesville, and take her to Savannah, to get her car.
Uhhh… What happened to “your” friend taking you back (as agreed), to get your car? The wife and I don’t go to Savannah, I’d rather play with fire.

She is a grown ass woman and it is not our responsibility.
Now where the hell are my matches? Oh never mind, anyone know how to start a fire with two sticks?
I’ve got a fire to start. Grrrrr


About Kenneth T.

My blog, My way Welcome to a little piece of my life. Here you will find things concerning my everyday experiences and or my thoughts on everyday happenings. For instance you may find thoughts of my Farmstead, which is as my wife calls it, our Accidental Farming life. Perhaps on a whim, I might just jump on a soap box about what's going on with my crazy family (the immediate one, that is).~You don't need to put a penny in the coin slot for any commentary there~ You may find, new additions to what I call "Hobby-time". Ahh yes, my hobby... I make pinback buttons (some call them badges). Sorry for the shameful plug ;-) *** And then there is the outside the box or "Offtrack" thinking, part of me. Which can be anything else from aliens to the zoology of the Loch Ness monster, but will probably be more mundane as health concerns, for instance, to vaccinate or not. Is the Earth Flat or is it Hollow? Is there a dome? Is any of it real? Do you really want to know? Police brutality and the continuing corruption of established government, Big Business, Big Oil, Big Brother. Can we survive? Should we survive? The coming montrary collapse. There is so much going on, more then we see outside our windows.
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One Response to Good lord it’s a fire (well… not yet)

  1. Uh oh. Get the extinguisher out. She’ll figure it out. We all did at that age.


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