“Every time I go out drinking with them, we end up running over a pregnant woman…”
This is one of the gems I get to hear on a daily basis from the guys I work with.
They really are the class act of the human species.
I have been trying to put my finger on who they remind me of….it has always been right there on the tip of my tongue, but just can’t seem to get it.
And then it hit me like a bad Lynyrd Skynard cover band.
They are the real life version of…..
The Trailer Park Boys.
Now….before I get can’t backlash by anyone for referring to me being offensive and rude for comparing people I work with offensive and rude characters on TV….
Let me explain.
1-they each live in a trailer. I know this because I have had to pick them up when the only vehicle out of the seven that is not on cinder blocks in their front yards won’t start.
2- 2 of them are brothers who happen to live at the same trailer from time to time when one buys weed instead of paying his electric and water bill.
3- the 3rd of the boys is Bubbles. Who happens to be the brother in law of one the other TP Boys. I know that because I get to hear the one brag to his brother in law about banging his sister every day. He even offers to show him pictures.
Like I said…..Classy.
The one I call Bubbles is the one who made the opening statement of this post.
I’m still undecided I whether I should be in shock or in awe.
Seriously….EVERY TIME you go out drinking with them a pregnant woman gets run over? Is the same one that just had made really bad choices in leaving the park?…..or Is it a different one EVERY TIME?
I used to think I had some great drinking stories…. but I can’t compete with that….
How I got sent to jail and these ass clowns are still running around like free birds freaking amazes me…..
Ok….so I know why I got sent to jail….but I promise I didn’t run over a pregnant woman.
Did I tell you that every day they actually stop working in order to listen to the song-
What is that about? Is it the National Trailer Park anthem?
Just gimme 2 step toward the door….
‘Look!’ said Merlin, ‘that is the sword I spoke of.’ And the King looked again, and a maiden stood upon the water. ‘That is the Lady of the Lake,’ said Merlin, ‘and she is coming to you, and if you ask her courteously she will give you the sword.‘
Excalibur The Sword– Howard Pyle,1902
Photo by good2begone
To some…..this is probably an odd family photo.
Not all of the individuals….look…..like family.
But alas, they are family.
This is a tribute to my Mom.
After her and my father got married. They yearned to start a family.
doctors told her there was a higher than likely chance that she would not be able to.
That was not a deterrence in their quest.
The love of motherhood did not have to emanate from her womb, it could blossom from adoption.
My older brother, sitting next to her in the photo, would be their first child.
Fast forward a bit more than a year later.
The higher than likely chance of not conceiving a child turned out to be a false prophesy……
I was born.
That’s me in the top left of the photo…..kind of.
Now she was Mom to 2.
A year and a half later……
2 became 3 with the birth of my younger brother. That’s him with the bewildered look in the Grey shirt that matches my Dad’s shirt.
Raising 3 boys all similar in age was challenging I am sure.
We were more than a handful.
my Mother always longed to have a daughter.
She was an only child.
She has lots of knowledge to pass on that her dirty muddy always breaking things boys just wouldn’t understand.
Fast forward 9 long years after the birth of her last child.
Her and my father turned to adoption, once again.
Through friends of friends they learned of a couple that was having a child that they could not keep.
They and there 4 other children were living in rough conditions and could not afford another child.
My parents were contacted and told them they would be there for the birth and if the child was a female they would adopt her.
Enter my youngest brother, standing next to me and above my Father.
When he was born, my Mother held him and looked into his eyes his newly opened eyes and couldn’t…..not…..adopt him.
That’s how 3 became 4.
Discouraged to be daughterless but overjoyed with her new son, life continued on………
For 1 month and 1 day.
With a single phone call, 4 would become 5.
We have family friends that live in Chihuahua, Mexico.
They knew of my Mother’s desire to have a daughter.
I’m not sure if it is still true or not, but, back then having a child out of wedlock was a big no no in Mexico.
The phone call told the story of a prominent doctor who had a daughter who gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock. She would not be allowed to keep her. They preferred to have the child grow up in America.
Before my parents could hang up the phone, they were loading up the car and driving to receive the gift she always wanted.
A daughter, standing at the far right of the photo.
A photo may be worth a thousand words.
To the 5 kids surrounding the woman in the center of this one, it only says one-
Mother Nature can be a bit of a bitch from time to time.
My guess is she has to show who is really in charge of it all.
She has gotten her “pissed off on” as we say in the country, as of late.
For me….it doesn’t seem real…..
I mean, I know it is, but seeing devastation on TV is still…..just watching TV.
Take this past week for example.
The number 1 story from every news outlet was the earthquake in Nepal.
As it should have been.
I can’t even imagine what it was, is, AND will be like to be there in the foreseeable future.
It is completely unfathomable to me.
In contrast, the number 2 story…..which was barely beaten out by the earthquake, was…..
Bruce Jenner announcing that he is a woman.
How that news effects anyone outside his circle of have to be constantly in the spotlight by just being rich friends and family is once again…..
Unfathomable to me. Completely.
But….this is America.
And on our list of have to do,
Keeping up with any and all things related to the Kardashian’s is much more important than pretty much anything else.
I have never even used the “K” word before this and my autocorrect knew what I was spelling before I did.
Anyway, I’m getting my pissed off on just thinking about the importance of celebrity in our society and have gotten off topic.
Back to my reality.
I’ve always wanted to witness a tornado in action.
Just watch a funnel drop out of the sky and destroy.
It has to be awe inspiring.
I don’t anymore.
We had one drop down in our area a few days ago.
That is an upside down boat dock.
That dock used to be in the water.
Those docks are heavy. Let me repeat that last word-
Mother nature picked them up and tossed them over like a game of jenga.
Lots of property damage, but luckily no injuries.
Once again, real life does for me what TV can’t.
A history lesson on Honest Abe from a 12 year old who cares not for learning history.
Originally posted on Good2begone:
Middle school and history class. 2 phrases that don’t get along.
I enjoy history. Not just American history but World History. To know where your going, you have have to know where you’ve been as a nation.
When my middle school aged step daughter comes home with History homework I like to help try to engage her in conversation to see what she is learning.
One particular topic that she was studying this past year was Abraham Lincoln. One of my favorite subjects and most fascinating to me. It was time to engage…..
Me- tell me what you know about Pres. Lincoln.
Her- he had a beard….but no mustache, wore that hat that looked like the one that guitar guy you like wears, he was famous for some address he lived at-
Me- address he lived it? You mean The White house?
Her- no, he gave some speech about some…
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