Beau Wann, Jr.
Good Morrow mine waltripians...
Been enjoying the posts...well, except for the sad news...losing parents and siblings not an easy thing to deal with at best...losing anyone not an easy thing...unfortunately, we are all at that time of life where we will be frequented by such events...though some folks lost their parents and a sibling at an early age...It's never easy suffering a loss, grief, absence...I think at a younger age, grief is easier to absorb and move on, or at least in my observation...sometimes at a "grandkid function", or one of my childrens successes, or maybe me up at the ranch enjoying the scenery, and the exhilarating work, I wish, "my Dad" could be here, or my uncles, or grandparents could see this, or my great and wonderful Aunts Thyra and Alpha could see this...two of the finest ladies to grace the landscape of the southlands, or any lands...and two of the best cooks too...but who's to say that they arent right there beside you, looking on, smiling...
I know that some of our wonderful classmates have suffered the ultimate loss of a child, and grandchild...that is the unkindest cut of all...the hardest of the hard...most of us can only imagine the grief...and can offer very little in the way of condolences...but what we can offer, is our undying love and friendship...as much moral support as we can muster...and a shoulder to lean on...to cry on...we can cry with our brothers and sisters...and maybe someday, turn a frown into a smile and a wail into laughter...no easy feat that...but we are here...for one...for all...
Been hurtin somethin fierce lately...just the cold giving me a welcome proverbial body slam...
nothing new howsomeever...thats why there's ice and heatpacks, right????
Fell down the stairs yesterday...yup, top to bottom....(what'd I think, you can fall UP THE STAIRS??)...Laurel and Hardy and Harold Lloyd woulda been proud of me for sure....When I say I fell down the stairs, well, not in the usual manner, you know, "SLIP...TUMBLE...TO THE BOTTOM... BREAK STUFF"....this was more of a slow motion fall, or even super slow mo....I was at the top holding onto the bannister, more of a "death grip" than anything else...Jack, my dog, and Big Oliver were behind me, waiting for me to take that first step....me too....So I did, and I missed the next step, 2nd from top, and not a good one to miss eyether (how you like my spelling?)...still holding on to the bannister, grip got even tighter, if thats possible, and for me, it most certainly is, and I kind of swung down, with head and shoulders now pointing down, and feets still on top and 3rd step...
I'm thinking, "this is not good"!!!...how astute...as luck would have it, my beloved was at woik bringing home the bacon, whilst I was "cooking my goose"...the woids "looks like you really did it this time" came to mind...but, not to worry, although I was just a tad bothered by my precarious perdicament...I STILL HAD A DOUBLE DEATH GRIP ON THE BANNISTER...does the phrase, "white knuckle" conjure up a mental picture??? If ever my upper body and arm strength were ever in question, you can put that to rest right now...I couldnt go back up, geometric angle was too great, so I had to ease myself, one step at a time, hand over hand, till I came to the landing at the bottom, about a million stairs, or 13, whichever comes first...I cant believe the idiot moron builder put 13 steps in a house...why, I oughta sue....
Whilst on my scenic and slow motion trip down the stairs, a movie or TV show came to mind..."quick Lassie, go get help, grandpa's fallen down the well...again" I hollared at Jack and Big Oliver to go get help, but they just sat there, waiting for me to do something...probably thinking, "man, I hope he doesnt get hurt, he wont be able to get dinner for us"...or woids to that defect... so, I eased myself, one step at a time, downward, into the abyss...or first landing...whichever was gooder...meanwhile, fric and frac, Jack and Olie, were going down with me, one step at a time....I was afraid, that as luck would have it, since I was in the horrizontal position, ol Big Oliver would jump up on my stomach, like he is want to do....And as luck would have it, HE DID...!!!!!!!!!!
"NOT NOW YOU BIG GALOOT...GET THE HELL OFFIN ME NOW..." That ol boy never minds me...Now, ol jack joins in and wants to kiss my face...LAWDAMIGHTY...maybe I'm dreamin!!!! Sooooo, now I look like a cartoon just happened in my house...I'm inchin down the stairs, almost upside down, with a 22 pound cat sitting on my stomach, and a Catahoula Leopard Dawg kissing my face, and me shouting, "GET THE HELL OFF ME"!!! I tend to lose my religion from time to time...go from presbyterian, straight to DuBarry in a handbasket...Well, I finally made it to the first landing, 13 steps from whence I started, Ol Big Olie jumped off and disappeared...Ol Jack stayed with me though...I guess he wanted to see how this was gonna turn out...a good story to tell his kids and grandkids I'll bet...
I do finally gain an upright posture, so to speak, maybe a little bent, but in pretty good shape, no worse for wear, considering how this coulda turned out...I'm thinkin of starting my own "Cirque Beaulaie", on ice for sure...I'm sure people would pay handsomely for a gander at one of my "shows"..."now here he is, ladies and gentlemen, on our stage, straight from the Copa Cabana..."
Took Cooper last Friday to the Rotary Club Meeting at the Houston Raquet Club on Memorial...me and coop rubbing elbows with the "rich folks"....he was a big hit, as per usual...seems there were folks there that were interested in the BAK PAK CRITTERS READING program...mostly just made most of em fall in love with a yellow lab...When I'm by myself, most folks dont pay much attention, unless it's "who's that crazy old man, and what's he up to"...but when Coopers with me, he's a rock star, and I'm his roadie...I sorta like the attention, and I know Cooper does...
Hey Lloyd, great photo...yall look too happy there...find some stairs....
Hey Jimmy, soooo great to hear from you....great looking pair, your grandson and cutting horse...I hope you win....I voted for you...nothing finer than watching a cutting horse, or working dog...yeah, I'd much rather watch them work than me...I just tear up stuff...
well gotta run...maybe it's warmed up to 40...got my longjohns on, and gonna run some errands on Pegasus...If it's too cold, I can just go around the block...
Hey Rich, you gonna go to the Pachyderm meeting 13th???? I think I will...good breakfast....In case any of youse youtes are free that day, 7:30 AM, the speaker will be the Rev....forgot his name, but he is the one that had to sue the VA so he could say a prayer at the Veterans Cemetery for the service of one who actually SERVED HIS COUNTRY AND DIED...The judge FORBID THE VA FROM INTERFERING WITH PRAYERS OF ANY KIND, now and in the future...finally, common sense prevails...too bad it took a lawsuit and judge to "giterdone" whats this whirld coming to?????
Your frien and circus performer
DOD, Attila the Hon ey
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