The short version of what’s been going on. Early Monday AM found me hitching up and heading to Camping World so they could check the generator they installed in the coach. They moved two wires – they say it’s fixed now – it won’t blow the 20 amp breaker when both air conditioning units are running at the same time. This weekend will tell – I’m testing it. Then back to my RV space to level up, unhitch, and hook up…the temperatures were in the high 90’s and I was dead assed dragging when I finished my chores. Plus I didn’t sleep much the night before after leaving the Pan Game Group.

Tuesday night found me at work, on the play list and in a $15-30 H game at the beginning of what would have been my shift. I ended up in a great game and I misplayed about four hands and put w-a-a-a-y too much money in a few other hands. I got picked up and had to deal at midnight. Kee-rist! It was my second losing session since I began playing the $15 game. The last hand I played, I flopped a Set, some one else flopped a Straight. Ugh! I didn’t lose that much though and I knew the areas I need to work on in my game. That’s a good thing.

My son, Darian, broke his hand last week and the crew at the emergency room wouldn’t set it for him, they said he needed a specialist to pin it to keep the bone in place. The specialist they recommended couldn’t get to Darian until Wednesday – almost a week of walking around with a swollen, painful hand. I spent early (and most of the day) on Wednesday with him, taking him for surgery and waiting for him so I could take him home. God! I felt horrible for him when I saw the pain in his face as we headed for his house and pain pills. Bone work is always so damn painful. It ended up that he had a bone chip underneath the bone that they were trying to pin and they couldn’t set the screw so they made an incision in his palm and dug out the bone chip. *C-r-i-n-g-e AND S-q-u-i-r-m*

While we waited in the day surgery lounge, two couples appeared with a child, one couple had a boy; the other couple had a girl. The boy was around three and the girl somewhere close to seven or eight. The children were waiting to be called for something – we would have to presume surgery. OUCH! Darian and I marveled – as we have so many times over the years – at how truly fortunate we are to be so healthy. Thank you, GOD! So many times we find reasons to ‘grouch’ about life and what’s going on when we have the greatest gift one can have. I am more than blessed, I know it, and I’m thankful!

My Danny Boy, my oldest boy, turned 40 today! Where the hell did 40 years go? Love you, Son.

So Monday and Wednesday were a wash for me. I didn’t go to work, I was so damn tired I couldn’t think when I finally did sleep, and I slept the snooze of ‘toss and turn’, wake up, get up for a few hours, and then try to go back to sleep. That’s where I’m going right now…to try to sleep.