Hi Yall! Happy Hump Day to you all, and Cheers.
Let me tell you folks, this is Holy Week…A time that mirrors Jesus’ walk to the cross.
Well let me tell you, I had my little walk to the cross last night.
After my son not talking to me for over a month, I called him last night; he initially seemed happy to hear from me.
And then…
I asked him, “Why haven’t you e-mailed me, called me, or otherwise, gotten a hold of me.”
He stated that he was busy, but school is good.
I asked him, “Why haven’t you called me, or stopped by the Beer Mine.”
He replied, “I've been busy.”
Ya know people…I was born at night, but I wasn't born last night. I could tell that something was wrong.
It seems that Mr. Ryno has a problem with his father. Mainly that he left him all those years ago.
How do I know this?
Ryno said to me, “YOU left me.”
I retorted…
“I didn't leave you; I left your mother. I was tired of her being mean to me, and spitting in my face.”
Ryan responded, “Whatever.”
I then, in my most James Bond way, said to him, “I----
And before I could speak, my son said…
“I gotta go.”
And as he said that...I got pissed.
Cheers!!
mattmaniws@ymail.com
Let me tell you folks, this is Holy Week…A time that mirrors Jesus’ walk to the cross.
Well let me tell you, I had my little walk to the cross last night.
After my son not talking to me for over a month, I called him last night; he initially seemed happy to hear from me.
And then…
I asked him, “Why haven’t you e-mailed me, called me, or otherwise, gotten a hold of me.”
He stated that he was busy, but school is good.
I asked him, “Why haven’t you called me, or stopped by the Beer Mine.”
He replied, “I've been busy.”
Ya know people…I was born at night, but I wasn't born last night. I could tell that something was wrong.
It seems that Mr. Ryno has a problem with his father. Mainly that he left him all those years ago.
How do I know this?
Ryno said to me, “YOU left me.”
I retorted…
“I didn't leave you; I left your mother. I was tired of her being mean to me, and spitting in my face.”
Ryan responded, “Whatever.”
I then, in my most James Bond way, said to him, “I----
And before I could speak, my son said…
“I gotta go.”
And as he said that...I got pissed.
Cheers!!
mattmaniws@ymail.com
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