Well, although THE Wife had this little jaunt planned for some time now, it sort of snuck up on me and next thing you know we're headed to St Petersburg to see the kids. OK, yes, normally I would say that there was no good reason to be burning three-buck-a-gallon gasoline to drive to Tampa and back but THE Wife had a real good reason for it; the kids bought her two new tattoos; a sort of early Mother's Day present. Stop laughing, dammit.
The first and only tattoo the wife has ever had was the one she got when we first met; a cute little rose on her chest. After fourteen years it's faded a bit, and now she's been chomping at the bit to get something Wiccan related, but we haven't had that kind of disposable income for quite awhile now. Anybody who knows tattoos knows they ain't cheap. And no, THE Wife is not one of your typical biker babes or alternative freakers who go crazy with the ink. She got the one on her shoulder and the other on her ankle, and they are kind of tasteful and neat if I might say so myself. AND, she endured the whole three hour ordeal with the same stoicism that women in general have while having babies, without the screaming and promising to kill the guy responsible for the pregnancy. Me, being the manly man that I am, would have fainted halfway thru the first one.........lol.
While we were on the subject of something different, I decided to go ahead and do something I was planning to do on my birthday anyway, and my daughter, the so-called "good twin", was more than happy to help me. I cut off all my hair. ALL my hair. All my very LONG hair. AND, to add insult to injury, we shaved my skull, which, I am proud to say, and no one disagrees with me, is a very NICE skull, as skulls go. Why, do you ask, did I do something so......contrary to my old hippy sensibilities? To be able to add one more thing to the list of things one should do before they die, of course! My own personal jury is still out as to wether or not I wish to keep this new look, but strangely enough, THE Wife seems to rather like it. Go figure. Now let's see what kind of reaction I get at work........hehe.
While we were in St Pete, the kids took us to the Salvador Dali museum, which was rather surreal, pun very much intended. Many of his most famous works are housed there, rather than in Spain.
Apparently, before we left the house, I must have pulled a back muscle (again), because I have not had one good night's sleep since, and I can only hope that my own bed can allow me to get some rest without the pain I have been trying to sleep thru on unfamiliar sleeping surfaces.
Last night the kids treated us to dinner at a VERY nice restaurant called the Bonefish Grill, where I had some of the best rainbow trout I have had in years. Actually, it's the ONLY rainbow trout I have had in years, but it was still excellent. While we were eating, we were treated to a rainstorm thru the windows, which is something we haven't had here at Pendragon Hold for to damn long now. We need rain really bad, evidenced by the wildfires breaking out all around us, much like what has been happening out west for awhile now with the droughts and all.
I sincerely hope that you all have enjoyed tonight's blog, including the visuals. If my looking ridiculous brings a smile to some faces, then so be it. I'm easy that way. Blessed be from the Hold.
P.S. I have no idea why I still LUST after the idea of smoking a cigarette, but I do. Bob protect me from human stupidity.