So Linda has been on a cleaning jag for a Christmas get together at our house on the 25th. Been 5 years since it was at our house and the place isn't really all that dirty. O.K. we do clean our hooch on a regular basis but the wife is going into overdrive on it for some reason. I'm doing my part, as a matter of fact, I spent a good amount of time dusting and what not. I even spent an hour scrubbing the basement stairs by hand to find that they really didn't need it all that badly. So anyways, even though it is just a small family that we have it is still an unusual thing to have more than 2 or 3 folks in my space. So anyways, the mailman drives by and flips some stuff in our mailbox. In the box was every piece of mail that belonged to the neighbor down the road. First class stuff that looked pretty important. Wheres mine? Only thing for me was a letter from the insurance company about the rate on the truck I bought over a week ago. Seems my agent didn't type in the correct vin number or nothing so they had some kinda glitch on how to handle it. Well, me being me wanted to first, return the mail that didn't belong to me and then drive to town and rip the hinges offn the door to my insurance guys office and get old school on him. Well, in the time it took me to warm the truck up and get the neighbors mail out to the truck and get completely soaked cuz it is raining like nobodies buzness right now, the wife called the insurance office, got it all straightened out and managed to avert an old time Mike moment in the public. I took a 10 mile gravel travel trip around the section and came home to relight the wood stove for the evening. God bless my wife. Christmas just aint the same when you are eating a bologna sammich and cold coffee in jail, After 36 years I guess I will keep her.
If it's any consolation, we get all sorts of mail that belongs to several our neighbors. We always drop their mail of in their mailboxes, but I wonder if they do the same when our mail goes to them because our postal person apparently can't read. I keep telling my wife that she needs to talk to the post office because this has been an issue for a while. It would be better for everyone's sake of she does it, and not me, because I'm pizzed about it.
Opening post: Each subsequent post:+simmer down, Horkn Hug your wife Butcher, she's a winning keeper Now as for your Christmas GTG- hope it goes wonderful-like for ya's!
Yeah, I have had several times in the past when I didn't get the same respect out of some only to get a $20 charge for a late payment on some bill that I never received. Rural mail aint as slick as the Pony Express sometimes. Oh well.
Milk and cookies....you know what time of year it is, yes? I get pizzed too when Fed ex delivers my stuff to the neighbor 40 FEET away AND neighbor doesn't offer to bring it over til I ask nicely, "Hey did y'all get a delivery with our address on it?" "Oh yeah- we thought it was for Ridge Road, didn't realize it said "Ridge Street(our street)"
Eric's just a hop, skip and a jump over from some Tennessee shine.....you get festive on us Eric ? or that's just the good old peace keeper comin out brother.
Simmer down there Eric VW Milk and cookies, my ash! I'll pour 2 Ezra brooks and cokes in a minute. One for me, and one for you.
I gotta get to doing the same thing Butcher.....gotta a ride reserved on the mop handle. Wife has to work almost all day tomorrow and she hates it.....but she's blessed to have a good job.
That's all. No shine. Playful peacekeeping.... Thought I put some funny smilies to show I was joking....hmmmm- let's see Yep.... There they are Just addressing the point ol' Horkn made about mail, and I decided to channel the "SNL" quip- which one of them girls said that? Amy Pohler?
Yep.... There they are Just addressing the point ol' Horkn made about mail, and I decided to channel the "SNL" quip- which one of them girls said that? Amen Pohler?[/QUOTE] I knew that I was just messin with ya
Ah yes.... Thanks Horkn. I had just about quit watching SNL around that time..... You're a peach, bud!
