it can happen anywhere!

i'm downloading pictures from this month of non-stop and just had to share this right off.

you know just how fast it can happen too.  "hon, you want me to get you a beer?" and that fast, you come back to this.

AHH, beach in the background, feet propped up, sudoku in lap, yep, it's nap time!

Notice, the pencil never leaves the hand.

WHAT?!  I'm on vacation!

house of blues

after getting the van out of hock last night,we went to the house of blues (Jake and Elwood's joint) for the murder mystery dinner. somehow,I was pulled into the mystery as someone who knew the dead guy-Richard Hertz. I was accused of knowing dick. I told the detective when confronted by him that I'd never played golf with dick and no I'd never played with his balls. butch got a good chuckle when I came back to the detective that it wasn't golf I played with dick.
it was fun and hokey and we enjoyed ourselves. I won a coffee mug for being one of the supersluthes. we figured it out, but it wasn't really that hard to do.
spending our last day out on the beach before getting most everything packed up tonight for an early departure in the am. not looking forward to the 9 hour ride.

HOW MUCH????!!!

well, the bright side is if the fuel pump has to go up, you're at a bar when it does. also, you get lucky and happen into some guys that seem to have a clue and are garanteed for a napa year. michael waltrip will here from me if not.
do you all have any idea what a fuel pump costs? and the gas tank strap that was totally rusted out. $840.and something that was almost as much as the vacation!!
good news-we weren't on a highway somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

I'm staying with Jimmy

apparently the van decided it would rather stay with Jimmy than take us home. so we watched it towed away, and spent $42.50 on the cab ride back, butch takes it as it comes, me I'm not so good. we're supposed to get a call today from the garage. can't wait for this bill.

wasting away again

we've come in from the beach a bit early today cause we're heading out to jimmy's for some of his margarita's. even butch the beer drinker partakes. when in margaritaville do what the parrotheads do!
the weather is here-wish you were beautiful!

what's that alarm going off??

so you go out of the room and people are standing there trying to figure out what's going on. then a hotel worker comes out the stairs and starts calling to evacuate the building. so,I calmly get butch from the room (I run in yelling-fire-fire-fire-get your wallet and the cell phones!!!) I grab my purse, camera, and iPod and we head for the stairs.
I know this is terrible, but if I had started to see smoke, that old woman in front of me, holding up everyone as she struggled with the stairs.....she'd have had my footprints up her back. but since there was no visable immediate danger, I was good and didn't pick up that old bitch and carry her butt down. when we got down and out on the street, the first thing I noticed was the resorts workers were already outside and across the street. nice. course if I was one of them and making the kind of money they do-I really don't blame them.
I can't post pictures from here, but I'll follow up with shots of all the equipment the MBFD sent out to respond to a 1000 room resort on fire.
as it was, a sprinkle head was broken,and naturally that sets the alarm off.

Myrtle

posting from the iPod so excuse the mistakes.
we had a great day on saturday at th race with Rich and his wife, sandy. ate a bunch (they brought morels!) drank some beers and watched a pretty boring race. jr was worse than sucky.
got up yesterday and drove down here for the week. the day is just gorgeous. but we've got to go do the sales pitch this morning. catch up later!

Atlanta

Yes, we made it back.  Down was fine.  Charlotte on Thursday night, (no earlcaine) and to Atlanta on Friday morning. 
Home....on Labor day Monday??   The best can be said, is we made it again.  It was totally due to my passenger side braking. 
butch, I'm seeing brake lights up there under that next bridge (1/2 mile away).  HON, they are stopped up there under that next bridge (1/4 mile away). 
BRAKE-BRAKE-BRAKE!!!!!!
(this is where the passenger side braking system works-feet braced up against the dashboard-one of these days, I'm going to end up busting the seat)
A 36' motor home does not stop on a dime.  Hell, it makes the white whale look like it does, and we all know that's a laugh.  There are now foot impressions on the front dashboard.  I finally went and took 1/2 a magic pill Kamie had given me, sat down at the table, ate a faceful of utz's and 1/2 a can of Pepsi, and after that, it wasn't quite so bad.  I think butch was MUCH happier after that too.
Doesn't it always seem like this...we went all the way to Atlanta, and in the coach next to us are 3 guys from Annapolis.  They were just too funny, and practically fed us the entire weekend.  wouldn't take no for an answer.  we brought most of what food we took back home with us.  so, many thanks to Henry, Mike, & Sam!
oh, yeah, there was a race there too!
we're off to Richmond tomorrow night and the Saturday night race there.  when we wake up on Sunday, we're heading to myrtle beach for a week.  i think we get home on like the 19th?  don't have a calender handy and I'm just too damn lazy right now to go look.
three nights is all we've had to unpack the motor home, re-organize everything, and re-pack it plus all the crap for the beach into the van. 
the end of august comes, and the next thing we know, it's October, cause September just blows away!
until we get back....
SEEYA

lol-just gotta love spellcheck-i just can't imagine why it dings on earlcaine and utz's!