It Only Hurts When I Blog

Happy double-digit-day, bloggers and blogettes!

Don't adjust your monitors, that is really us - on the bottom of the ocean!

We did something called 'Sea Trekking' in St. Thomas where you put on a very heavy helmet that has an air hose attached, and walk around on the bottom of the ocean like it was a normal thing to do. YES, the bubbles are coming from the HELMET, thank you very much.

It was FANTASTIC and the best $50 we ever spent. There were fish everywhere, and I would love to do it again.

Back to reality - this is how our day began TODAY:

It's turned chilly again so I put on the now-famous fuzzy slippers before my arrival in the kitchen, making a beeline for the coffee pot. Charlie puts on the coffee in the morning, and it's delicious! We have our own special coffee mix of Folgers Classic and Dunkin Donuts French Vanilla that I bring back from New England when I visit. The bed is not made yet but I'm NOT getting back in there! Accomplishment - I have not yet gone back to bed in the entire 22 days I have been laid off. (Instead, I stay in my bathrobe some days till 10 in the morning!)

Interruption here - we have a juvenile delinquent woodpecker who likes to peck on our roof. When it does, we bang on the wall so it will fly away and go eat suet like a good woodpecker... Back to our program...

Charlie enjoys reading the comics section of the paper - I read them occasionally. While Charlie was reading the paper this morning and eating a 'ham 'n biscuit', I realized I should share a bit of 'us' with 'da blog'. Charlie gave me permission, by the way. Thanks, Charlie! XX-OO.

Charlie has often mentioned how the writer of Arlo and Janis captures true 'couples' behavior. Maybe Jimmy Johnson would like to know that one of my pet names for Charlie is 'Gomer Adonis'? Somehow, the love of my life appears to be distantly related to Gomer Pyle - his accent is southern perfection! He is educated, cleans up well, and is lots of fun at parties!

True story:
A friend from England was visiting Nashville for work, and Charlie and I took him out to dinner with us one night. While I went to the restroom, Charlie and Dave chatted amicably. When I returned, I asked if either of them knew what the other had said. Both shook their heads sheepishly! I am ready to accept my role as 'translator' to 'The Charlie'. Step back, Donald!

Some of our favorites:

Language Lessons #1: (yes, I stole 'Language Lessons' from 'Better off Dead' - I love that movie)
Me: 'Say Ham.'
Charlie: 'Ha-aye-am'
Me: 'The word 'ham' only has three letters - how can it take so long to say it?'

Language Lessons #2:
Charlie: 'It's fixin' to come a thunderclap.'
Me (in astonishment) : 'It's WHAT?'
Charlie: 'It's fixin' to come a thunderclap.'
Me: 'Diagram that sentence and get back to me.'

Language Lessons #3: (Charlie has returned from a trip)
Charlie: 'You know what they tried to serve me on the plane?'
Me: 'No.'
Charlie (disgusted): 'They offered me a choice of varmint chili or a ham sandwich. I took the sandwich.'
Me: 'Darling, nobody offered you 'varmint chili'. It's vermicelli. It's NOODLES.'
Charlie: 'Oh.'

I think that's enough for now - it's pushing 7am so I'd better do a preliminary posting!

Deep thought for the day: No matter how we fracture the English language, we can still blog.