Quick update for now...
This weekends antics...
My son (who's 15) was helping my dad cut up trees that had fallen in the yard this winter. Since I work midnight shift i am in the house sleeping. My son wakes me up..."dad we have to take grandpa to the hospital. (me) what for? (him) I just ran over his foot with the truck....twice (me...getting out of bed) wtf...how did you do that? (him) the truck got stuck in the mud so gpa told me to get in and drive while he pushed. (me) and...(him) he sliped and his foot went under the tire as the truck got unstuck and next thing I heard was him cussing and yelling, so I stopped. I thought he said the truck was on his foot so I backed up...I guess I ran over it again. (me) what a bunch of dumn asses. where is he at...(Him) outside in the garage. (me) ok let me get dressed.
Fortunatly for my dad his foot sank in the mud and was just bruised. This all happened on friday. Now on to my saturday adventures....
I was supposed to do something with my son that morning but when we got there the person he was supposed to team up with ( a card game event) was sick and couldn't play. No big deal, we hang out for awhile and decide to go home. Hell I can actually get some sleep now since I have been up all night working and do have to work tonight. We get home and my son and dad team up again to finish off the wood project they left off of early yesterday. I am in bed (less than an hour) when I hear this lovely voice...dad wake up. (me) no...leave me alone (thats right...my son) you have to take me to the hospital. (me) what for...did gpa run you ass over with the truck? (him) no...i cut my leg with the chainsaw...(me) ya right...leave me alone so I can sleep (him) no seriously look...(me) ok...sit up and turn on the light...look at son who shows ripped jeans. (him) look see, i cut my pants (me) show me your leg...(he does) (me) SHIT...ok let me get dressed...wheres you gpa. (him) he is in the garage putting up the chainsaw. (me) get your ass in the car. So we go to the emergency room where he gets stitches and we come home. I tell my dad and son that they can't play together anymore without adult supervison and that they are grounded from operating any vehicals and are not allowed any pointy or sharp things to play with for a month.
So how was everyone elses weekend?
The last couple days haven't been so bad, just arguing with the ex wife about the kids ect...nothing out of the ordinary.
Oh well off to never land
This weekends antics...
My son (who's 15) was helping my dad cut up trees that had fallen in the yard this winter. Since I work midnight shift i am in the house sleeping. My son wakes me up..."dad we have to take grandpa to the hospital. (me) what for? (him) I just ran over his foot with the truck....twice (me...getting out of bed) wtf...how did you do that? (him) the truck got stuck in the mud so gpa told me to get in and drive while he pushed. (me) and...(him) he sliped and his foot went under the tire as the truck got unstuck and next thing I heard was him cussing and yelling, so I stopped. I thought he said the truck was on his foot so I backed up...I guess I ran over it again. (me) what a bunch of dumn asses. where is he at...(Him) outside in the garage. (me) ok let me get dressed.
Fortunatly for my dad his foot sank in the mud and was just bruised. This all happened on friday. Now on to my saturday adventures....
I was supposed to do something with my son that morning but when we got there the person he was supposed to team up with ( a card game event) was sick and couldn't play. No big deal, we hang out for awhile and decide to go home. Hell I can actually get some sleep now since I have been up all night working and do have to work tonight. We get home and my son and dad team up again to finish off the wood project they left off of early yesterday. I am in bed (less than an hour) when I hear this lovely voice...dad wake up. (me) no...leave me alone (thats right...my son) you have to take me to the hospital. (me) what for...did gpa run you ass over with the truck? (him) no...i cut my leg with the chainsaw...(me) ya right...leave me alone so I can sleep (him) no seriously look...(me) ok...sit up and turn on the light...look at son who shows ripped jeans. (him) look see, i cut my pants (me) show me your leg...(he does) (me) SHIT...ok let me get dressed...wheres you gpa. (him) he is in the garage putting up the chainsaw. (me) get your ass in the car. So we go to the emergency room where he gets stitches and we come home. I tell my dad and son that they can't play together anymore without adult supervison and that they are grounded from operating any vehicals and are not allowed any pointy or sharp things to play with for a month.
So how was everyone elses weekend?
The last couple days haven't been so bad, just arguing with the ex wife about the kids ect...nothing out of the ordinary.
Oh well off to never land
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imabiter:
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happy happy birthday to you. 