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WoodsmanVol

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Been up since 4:00 am. Got to appease family members on this day. Would rather be home binge-watching this recent season's Vols games on youtube. Packing ingredients for a side dish they crave and hassling Shirley when she isn't hassling me. Plan is to be rolling along these winding country roads by 7:00 am to deeper thickets at my daughter and son-in-law's home. Threaten the "we ain't scared of you" grandkids who think I'm a walking jungle gym. At my assigned time, begin my dish prepping and cooking. Son-in-law says he's making barbequed deer ribs, which he's never done before. Shirley making 3-4 kinds of desserts, I'm still trying to get her to include her Knob Creek Bourbon flavored eggnog despite what happened last year. See, the 8yrs old girl mistook it for milk and liked it too much before we saw her and took it away. It was only a gulp but she was well-behaved for the rest of the day instead of being her usual hell on wheels self. So Shirley is so far refusing to make it again. Maybe me and the son-in-law will wander off into the thickets and make our own. Share it with the dogs, raccoons, and squirrels maybe. Then sing our favorite song: "My Christmas Family:"

My antisocial personality disorder best friend has thoughts of Roasting Santa Claus On an Open Fire
My bipolar disorder wife wants to Deck The Halls And Walls And House And Lawn And Streets And Stores And Office And Town And Cars And Buses And Trucks And Trees And Fire Hydrants And Her Left Eye.......
My alzheimer's disease/senile dementia aunty went Walking In a Blizzard Miles from Her House in Her Slippers and Robe
My obsessive-compulsive disorder sister loudly sings- Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells All Across The Globe.
Dayum, this eggnog is very bourbony.
 
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Been up since 4:00 am. Got to appease family members on this day. Would rather be home binge-watching this recent season's Vols games on youtube. Packing ingredients for a side dish they crave and hassling Shirley when she isn't hassling me. Plan is to be rolling along these winding country roads by 7:00 am to deeper thickets at my daughter and son-in-law's home. Threaten the "we ain't scared of you" grandkids who think I'm a walking jungle gym. At my assigned time, begin my dish prepping and cooking. Son-in-law says he's making barbequed deer ribs, which he's never done before. Shirley making 3-4 kinds of desserts, I'm still trying to get her to include her Knob Creek Bourbon flavored eggnog despite what happened last year. See, the 8yrs old girl mistook it for milk and liked it too much before we saw her and took it away. It was only a gulp but she was well-behaved for the rest of the day instead of being her usual hell on wheels self. So Shirley is so far refusing to make it again. Maybe me and the son-in-law will wander off into the thickets and make our own. Share it with the dogs, raccoons, and squirrels maybe. Then sing our favorite song: "My Christmas Family:"

My antisocial personality disorder best friend has thoughts of Roasting Santa Claus On an Open Fire
My bipolar disorder (wife wants to Deck The Halls And Walls And House And Lawn And Streets And Stores And Office And Town And Cars And Buses And Trucks And Trees And Fire Hydrants And Her Left Eye.......
My alzheimer's disease/senile dementia aunty went Walking In a Blizzard Miles from Her House in Her Slippers and Robe
My obsessive-compulsive disorder sister loudly sings- Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells All Across The Globe.
Dayum, this eggnog is very bourbony.
Woodsman has brought a Christmas morning smile.:D
 
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Been up since 4:00 am. Got to appease family members on this day. Would rather be home binge-watching this recent season's Vols games on youtube. Packing ingredients for a side dish they crave and hassling Shirley when she isn't hassling me. Plan is to be rolling along these winding country roads by 7:00 am to deeper thickets at my daughter and son-in-law's home. Threaten the "we ain't scared of you" grandkids who think I'm a walking jungle gym. At my assigned time, begin my dish prepping and cooking. Son-in-law says he's making barbequed deer ribs, which he's never done before. Shirley making 3-4 kinds of desserts, I'm still trying to get her to include her Knob Creek Bourbon flavored eggnog despite what happened last year. See, the 8yrs old girl mistook it for milk and liked it too much before we saw her and took it away. It was only a gulp but she was well-behaved for the rest of the day instead of being her usual hell on wheels self. So Shirley is so far refusing to make it again. Maybe me and the son-in-law will wander off into the thickets and make our own. Share it with the dogs, raccoons, and squirrels maybe. Then sing our favorite song: "My Christmas Family:"

My antisocial personality disorder best friend has thoughts of Roasting Santa Claus On an Open Fire
My bipolar disorder wife wants to Deck The Halls And Walls And House And Lawn And Streets And Stores And Office And Town And Cars And Buses And Trucks And Trees And Fire Hydrants And Her Left Eye.......
My alzheimer's disease/senile dementia aunty went Walking In a Blizzard Miles from Her House in Her Slippers and Robe
My obsessive-compulsive disorder sister loudly sings- Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells All Across The Globe.
Dayum, this eggnog is very bourbony.

Now I can associate with that one Woodsman. At least the antisocial personality disorder part. I'd probably let Santa off with a warning.
 

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