Good morning,
I am back at Grandads this week, I guess his suspension is over. Almost as many days as Kevin Youkilous got. I had to start early today, as you all know Grandad is still using the Polaroid film system. Not very efficient, first I had him snap a picture of my head, then we wait until it develops, and then we run to Two Guys parking lot to the guy in the little booth. Thank goodness for him, he scans it, texts it to me, and then I email it Grandads computer. Sounds like a lot of work, but it was worth it to me to know that nothing was growing out of my forehead.
If I don't mind saying so myself, that is a good looking beanie. And no growth.
Feels good being back at Grandad's, all the toys are different. My favorite is still the golf balls.
I took a nap, and had the craziest dream, I woke up with a horse head in my bed. Maybe Bubchie shouldn't let me watch the Soprano's anymore.
For the afternoon lesson, was how to maintain the garden. Everything was going fine until Delycia kicked Grandad out of her garden, for trampling down the plants with his big feet.
So then he showed me the mailbox, and told to get the mail. it all looked like junk mail so I left it in the front yard
See you all next week. Love Jack
Update:
G- Aunt Susan came by in the afternoon and took some photos. Here is one of me and Grandad.
Here is one of me getting the firewood.
Then we had the test, VRRRRMM. Do I want to be a tree hugger or a tough guy in a truck?
Whooosh!!!
I think I will be a tough guy.
I am back at Grandads this week, I guess his suspension is over. Almost as many days as Kevin Youkilous got. I had to start early today, as you all know Grandad is still using the Polaroid film system. Not very efficient, first I had him snap a picture of my head, then we wait until it develops, and then we run to Two Guys parking lot to the guy in the little booth. Thank goodness for him, he scans it, texts it to me, and then I email it Grandads computer. Sounds like a lot of work, but it was worth it to me to know that nothing was growing out of my forehead.
If I don't mind saying so myself, that is a good looking beanie. And no growth.Feels good being back at Grandad's, all the toys are different. My favorite is still the golf balls.
I took a nap, and had the craziest dream, I woke up with a horse head in my bed. Maybe Bubchie shouldn't let me watch the Soprano's anymore.
For the afternoon lesson, was how to maintain the garden. Everything was going fine until Delycia kicked Grandad out of her garden, for trampling down the plants with his big feet.
So then he showed me the mailbox, and told to get the mail. it all looked like junk mail so I left it in the front yard
See you all next week. Love Jack
Update:
G- Aunt Susan came by in the afternoon and took some photos. Here is one of me and Grandad.
Here is one of me getting the firewood.
Then we had the test, VRRRRMM. Do I want to be a tree hugger or a tough guy in a truck?
Whooosh!!!
I think I will be a tough guy.
