Proof And Adrienne In Charge

Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.  Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.

I’m taking a week away from blogging.  I just celebrated my 64th birthday and the second anniversary of my retirement.

Sophie The Wonderdog will be riding shotgun in the PT Cruiser as we head to the beach to visit my friend of 40-plus years.  The plans include attending a bridal shower for a friend, binge-watching movies and pigging out on some fresh seafood.

While I’m away Proof and Adrienne have the keys to the liquor cabinet.  I suspect Proof will let the squirrels belly up to the bar and take a dip in the pool.  Adrienne will try to keep Proof and the squirrels from wrecking Casa de Curmudgeon.

You fellas out there don’t need to worry.  I’ve got our regular Monday morning feature “Flowing Curves of Beauty” queued up. 

As always Proof, Adrienne and I appreciate your loyal readership.  Take care everybody.  See ya on the flip side.

Beach Trip

It’s time to head to the beach.  The heat around here has been like 12 yards of hell so I might as well go where there’s strings of seagulls in flight, sand, salt water and briny air to make the heat more bearable.

I’ve loaded up the PT Cruiser and my furkid, Sophie, will ride shotgun.

This visit, one of many I’ve taken of late, will not be to help my friend who was recovering from carotid artery surgery but to have sheer fun.  My itinerary will include renting a jet ski and terrorizing the sea life, shopping at Broadway On The Beach, enjoying a night out at the Carolina Comedy Club, pigging out on seafood and homemade peach ice cream and ogling the hunky menfolk with killer tans who smell of coconut oil.

My friend’s son has planned a pool party replete with burgers and dogs and all the fixin’s.  Admittedly a pool is not the same as swimming in the ocean.  What it lacks in excitement, it more than makes up for by not having scary critters trying to bite you.  Sophie has her own doggie floatie to join in on the fun!

I’ve already purchased tickets to see the Myrtle Beach Pelicans, a Chicago Cubs farm team, play the Carolina Mudcats.  I’m going to get in big trouble in the stadium rooting for the Mudcats because they are one of the minor league farm teams for the Atlanta Braves.  Our seats are in the field box smack dab behind home plate.  How sweet is that?

Proof is going to look after the place while I’m gone.  I’ve let the cops know to keep an eye on him. 

See ya soon.  Take care everyone!