Dusty Butt

According to Greg this blog should have a new name, Dusty Butt. Or at the least, he has a new nickname for me.

Mom and Dad wanted to give us our Wedding Gift early, so that we could enjoy it with this lovely spring (yes, spring) weather. Remember, Louisiana has only two seasons: Summer and Summer Lite.

Greg is installing the gift right now. I love watching him handle power tools. Sexy Man! (Ladies, don’t you agree ~ it’s a turn on to see a man put things together, with the ability to do so while not cussing AND be competent in handling the tools.)

The Purchase: We went to Home Depot this morning. I picked up Mom in my car and Greg went to his parents’ home to pick up their truck. We met at Home Depot. The gift is a screen door for the office section of our home. For some reason, that room is always the warmest and there is only one window we can open. Having a screen door will help the room to breath easier. But instead of just getting one, Greg agreed that having a second screen door (there are two doors in the office that face outside), would be a good idea, so he bought another one. It’s going to create a lovely cross breeze!

The screen door is cool! It’s a glass door with a hide-away screen. When you pull down the top glass section, the screen slides down, so you don’t have to remove the glass from the door (which was the style for the longest time). How neat!

Greg loaded the two screen doors into the back of the truck, but you can’t lay them flat, because it’s glass. He had to stand them up on the side and he had one rope going around the doors. The truck gate had to remain down, because the doors were too long. It was decided that I would ride in the back of the truck, to keep the doors secure. Mom remained at Home Depot, waiting for us to return. (I think she talked Dad into getting a screen door for their house too!)

The Ride: The truck bed has hard ridges on it and as the doors pressed into me, my tush was taking the brunt of it, along with the bumps in the road. Eeeoouch! Greg had his window down as he drove and I called out, “I don’t mind being back here, but next time… I WANT A PILLOW.”

The Nickname: After we unloaded the doors, I remarked, “I have ridges in my butt and imagine it’ll turn to bruises!” Greg got a good laugh from it. We picked up Mom, then Dad, to go to a restaurant for lunch. I remarked as I got out of the vehicle, “Man, that was a rough ride. I think I have a dusty butt.” Hence the post title ~ I should know better than to say such things around Greg.

If you have followed my blog, you’ll know any time we go to a restaurant, there has to be a story, right? The waitress took our drink orders. Every ordered the same, Diet RC. Wow, haven’t had that in a long time, since I was a child. They didn’t serve Diet Coke or Diet Pepsi. Surprisingly, Diet RC tastes just like Diet Coke!

When the waitress came back, she served Mom, then me and then she said out loud, “I have to serve the ladies first.” The waitress went to serve the drink to Greg and Greg replied, “And you serve ME next because I just had a sex change!” She had this look of, “OooooKkkkk…” But she caught on quick enough to his sense of humor. By the time we paid the bill, the waitress called out, “Make sure ya’ll come back and see me again here. I’ll remember you (pointing to Greg), because you’re the transvestite!” Yeah, honey, that’s a great way to have people remember you. Hehe.

Oh and a quick note. I mentioned Napkins and Roda’s comment to Rob, “Never ask for napkins in the Philippines.” I noticed today when Mom gave me a box that it says, “Napkins * Servilletas” I think I’ll start calling them servilletas!

And don’t forget ~ tomorrow ~ I will announce the Bracelet Winner - Woo Hoo!