Let's see... do I post on vacation or work or Pageant or what... I don't know.. What to post on... I guess vacation would be appropriate at this time... since it has been a while..
Vacation it is...
I left on vacation March 30,2006 and arrived in "hell" as I call it or South Carolina as others that read this know it as... I will tell you why I call it hell in just a second... I myself needed this vacation for many reasons and one of them was to get a break from work but did I?? get a break from work?? NOT!!! They still called... but that is my own fault because I took the phones with me so.. I deserve this a little bit... but I still want to RANT!!
Ok.. SC or hell as it is so referred to is not a good place for me.. it was the place that bad things happened to me as a child... and teenager... so I don't like SC at all and would rather forget that I have ever lived there... I was NOT born there... so I am NOT from there... ok... let's get that part of this straight... I lived there for 14 years... unfortuneatly for me... but oh well.. I can't fix the past... can I??
I went there for a visit to see my father and my other brother and step mom and niece... this all just turned into a mini family reunion... when everyone found out I was going there... I and my brother Glenn, left SFO and flew to Atlanta, GA and then onto Charlotte, NC.. we arrived and got the rental car and left the airport... bad move... those people don't know how to mark a road... the sign says to get to this road going South, follow this road NORTH and NOTHING ELSE!!! NOTHING!!!! I think I freaked out several southern drivers not knowing where the hell I was going so I just hoped that i was headed in the correct direction... talk about your sense of direction being off... We got directed onto the correct highway going in the correct direction and away we went.
We arrived at my stepmom's and dad's house at about 9:00pm EDT. Visited with them and then went back to the house.
Oh the House... yikes... where to begin... I am not sure how to describe this... so if you can't picture this sorry...
This house is built on a slight embankment in front of a lake. It was built in the 40's for my grandmother. Everything is short... built for me when I was a kid... hehehehe... It was taller when I was a kid... you enter the back porch and the wood on the back porch is falling apart. The screen door needs replacing. There is a washer and a dryer on the back porch. The washer works, the dryer doesn't.... so it is a big floor weight. yipee.... You enter the back door and enter into the kitchen.. which has ANOTHER floor weight.... the stove and oven... there are no guts to this THING!!! so like most everything else in the house it doesn't work... Let me explain where my father got this thing... he had a stove in the house that the burners on the were dying on and one by one.. they decided not to work.. well after much effort.. he got rid of the old stove and found this thing... on the street and thought that it would be a good thing to have in the house... he thought that it might work and found out that there were nothing in it... so there it sits... it does have one thing in it... A LAWN MOWER MOTOR... I kid you not... I opened one of the doors on this thing and found a lawn mower motor and said I don't want to know... I just shut the door and shook my head... and the lawn mower motor doesn't work either... yipee.. Let's keep moving into the living room.... you go through the dining room and it is not in bad shape.
I will continue the vacation post on another blog...
Vacation it is...
I left on vacation March 30,2006 and arrived in "hell" as I call it or South Carolina as others that read this know it as... I will tell you why I call it hell in just a second... I myself needed this vacation for many reasons and one of them was to get a break from work but did I?? get a break from work?? NOT!!! They still called... but that is my own fault because I took the phones with me so.. I deserve this a little bit... but I still want to RANT!!
Ok.. SC or hell as it is so referred to is not a good place for me.. it was the place that bad things happened to me as a child... and teenager... so I don't like SC at all and would rather forget that I have ever lived there... I was NOT born there... so I am NOT from there... ok... let's get that part of this straight... I lived there for 14 years... unfortuneatly for me... but oh well.. I can't fix the past... can I??
I went there for a visit to see my father and my other brother and step mom and niece... this all just turned into a mini family reunion... when everyone found out I was going there... I and my brother Glenn, left SFO and flew to Atlanta, GA and then onto Charlotte, NC.. we arrived and got the rental car and left the airport... bad move... those people don't know how to mark a road... the sign says to get to this road going South, follow this road NORTH and NOTHING ELSE!!! NOTHING!!!! I think I freaked out several southern drivers not knowing where the hell I was going so I just hoped that i was headed in the correct direction... talk about your sense of direction being off... We got directed onto the correct highway going in the correct direction and away we went.
We arrived at my stepmom's and dad's house at about 9:00pm EDT. Visited with them and then went back to the house.
Oh the House... yikes... where to begin... I am not sure how to describe this... so if you can't picture this sorry...
This house is built on a slight embankment in front of a lake. It was built in the 40's for my grandmother. Everything is short... built for me when I was a kid... hehehehe... It was taller when I was a kid... you enter the back porch and the wood on the back porch is falling apart. The screen door needs replacing. There is a washer and a dryer on the back porch. The washer works, the dryer doesn't.... so it is a big floor weight. yipee.... You enter the back door and enter into the kitchen.. which has ANOTHER floor weight.... the stove and oven... there are no guts to this THING!!! so like most everything else in the house it doesn't work... Let me explain where my father got this thing... he had a stove in the house that the burners on the were dying on and one by one.. they decided not to work.. well after much effort.. he got rid of the old stove and found this thing... on the street and thought that it would be a good thing to have in the house... he thought that it might work and found out that there were nothing in it... so there it sits... it does have one thing in it... A LAWN MOWER MOTOR... I kid you not... I opened one of the doors on this thing and found a lawn mower motor and said I don't want to know... I just shut the door and shook my head... and the lawn mower motor doesn't work either... yipee.. Let's keep moving into the living room.... you go through the dining room and it is not in bad shape.
I will continue the vacation post on another blog...
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