We got the computer back after what was suposed to be Plan A or B or C or something since it kept changing.
The first one was to take Cycling Granny to Petawawa then Visit with Doreen & Wes in Kilaloe for the night then eventually pass the bikers somewhere on the road toward Fort Irwin, a very simple plan which was all changed by an unborn baby.
As was planned, we drove Cyk Granny to Petawawa, listening all the while to her complaining. Example : your going too fast, J.C., you can't pass here, there's a car coming, OH NO , look out, and on and on for hours but not entirely unexpected.
On the way Doreen phoned and said stop on the way for lunch, which we did, then on to Petawawa and dropped Cyk Granny off. We then went back to Kilaloe to Doreen & Wes where plans had changed slightly, we were now going to another friends farm with D & W to help castrate a couple of young Bulls.
The next morning,after a late breakfast we went back to Petawawa and picked up Cyk G and her bike because the baby had changed its mind. We then headed to Fiddlin G's house at Fort Irwin with Cyk G doing her best complaining, AS USUAL, ^%##%&* you're going ttttto fast, lllllllook out, don't pass, OH NO and on and on, all through the winding roads, around the blind corner, up the hills & down the hills, moan, groan, yell and scream I could hardly concentrate on the strange roads and bends we were slidding around, what with her complaining and the tires squealing on the bends.
We finally arrived at Fiddlin G's but thanks to the baby that wouldn't come, the crowds that were supposed to be there weren't there, half were still in Petawawa waiting for the baby to arrive.
Meanwhile Cyk G was still complaining about MY DRIVING!!!!!!!! Go figure!!!!
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Hey, apple ... tree .. ... you know what I mean.
Maybe we should be calling her Cyclin' Gryper instead of Cyclin' Granny! LOL
DOnt feel bad granny she came in my camaro once with me and never will come again. I think you and me are the only ones who know how to drive around here
I want to point out a few flaws in this entire blog....First of all, my life flashed before my eyes several times. He would cut out to pass because this quote "This G. Dam idiot's in my way," then he would cut the man off barely leaving the paint on his grill. Then he'd start being his normal self once again until.....I wept within, when I saw not another car in his way, then the logging truck. He drove so close I was counting the rings on the trees. It was a true experience. But I do appreciate the fact that him and the Mrs. did take. As soon as they left Petawawa I cracked open a bottle of wine just to calm myself down. I would hate to forget to mention I was in the back seat of his truck and you sure feel the weaves, bumps and roller coasters crusing back there. The Mrs. offered to switch spots with me but I felt pitty on her and refused to do so. I'm not sure which would have been worse my barfing or her.
FG, I think you are correct with your comment.
Prince Charming...it wasn't the camero my first experience with you, it was your Z24,little black car TJ had a white one the same....That was yet another experience. The big difference is, in Grypers truck, I'm looking down on the people he's cutting off and apologizing to them out the back window. In P Charmings little car, I was looking at the tires of all the vehicles and was so close to the road I couldn't apologize to all the drivers.....
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