I dare you to tell me which kid is the cutest?
The top one asked me to come home so I could read the heavy book to her. I'm pretty sure it was one of her dad's text books, but I'd do it.
The middle one? He asked me to not work and that I should come over and slay dragons with him.
The bottom one whose 18 shades of naked? She runs around making everyone laugh and saying HEY YOU and Awwww Mannnnnn. Oh and she's officially 21 months today.
Today is day 12 of being gone and it really kinda sucks. I have no clue how long I'll be here and I'm really not prepared for anything more than another week or so. I used to be so good at this but it was much more defined than what I'm doing now. It's getting really cold in the mornings and I just hate it. I resume my proclamation of how much i HATE fall. Gah-Ross!!!!
I realized how much I sucked at blogging this week but lets wrap it up like this, 3 14 hours day, beers, football and a rain day. The highlight has to be my co-worker Mike. Dude takes care of me! Friday night he ordered pizza for us. Yesterday while it was raining he took me to lunch, then we hit the stores for beers and steaks. After that he cooked me dinner too. Today he got done working first so he secured us a table at Hooters so we could watch the game. We all have our faults with work, but personally, he's pretty awesome.
There is one observation I have to share about Bismarck, huge huge huge shortage of women. The ones that are here, I don't think it's by choice. Also, it's a very interesting demographic too. The waitresses today were what I would assume the "A squad." It wasn't pretty. If you've ever seen the Southpark where they take Stan to Raisins and Butters falls in love with Lexus, that's what we were dealing with. Bad hair, worse make up and no boobies. Although our waitress was a cross between Elvira and Snookie. The highlight was the group of Hispanic ranchers that came in. Those men had some mustaches! I immediately thought "Free Mustache Rides!" and then giggled like a 12 yr old.
I also made the mistake of Walmart on a Friday night. The store wasn't busy but it was full of single men stocking up for the week. The median age of death can't be much beyond 55 based on what these guys were purchasing. And if I ever did I need an ego boost it was in that store. I was still in my work clothes and could feel all kind of eyes on me. Flattering yet creepy at the same time.
Now it's time for some more football because I can! I should also work on finding some dinner, but that mean less football. hmmmmmmmmmmm
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