What a stressful day! Seemed like it went from bad to worse at work. It should get interesting from here to the end of it all. Seemed like everyone was fighting and half stepping. I was so glad to get home I can't tell you. Mom called and she was upset and having problems, then poor Leo came over and had to vent on his day out at the base. He about punched the foreman in the nose (which he deserved). That's the one thing about our Leo, he can stand up for himself when needs be. He said, " I'm happy to BE the Mexican but don't make the mistake of trying to treat me like I'm a dumb Mexican." What a mess. I expect us to get kicked off the job at any time. I just keep trying to talk some sense into everyone but I don't think it's much help. Too many rocket scientists and not enough skilled tradesmen. As Doris Day said, " Que Sera Sera".
We tried to go bowing last night and relax a little but the lanes were all full. So we just went back home and watched the comedy channel. I told Cliff I'm sure I would have bowled a 280 if I would have had the chance, then he said he would have only bowled a 279 so I could win. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Claiborne wants a photo of the hillbilly race car, so I will try to post a picture this week. It should be hilarious
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See, this is where the Zoloft helps!!! AND the xanax.....Ha
Well, guess what I still love everybody over there who is having problems ecspecially you!!!! I love you! I will talk to you later!
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