In Hudson, Florida, a small town of the Gulf Coast of Florida we have an epidemic of prostitutes. Every day I leave from work and they’re walking up and down the road.  I stopped one and asked if they needed a ride, not realizing that the young lady was working. She quickly rattled of some prices and being married have to decline. Which I’ve know a lot of married men to take them up on their work. I just could jeopardize my marriage over a few minutes with some nasty whore.

I’m not saying they don’t have a right to be a prostitute. I think it’s a fair honest living. If they wish to sell themselves there is a lot of guys out there that need a sexual release. I think they should make it legal and regulate it. They would have to go to weekly doctors visit to get cleared and then they could pay taxes. But even though other countries do this I think it will still be many years before America catches up.

I think in order to get photos of strangers I’m going to rent a booth at a flea market / yard sale ($5), but a tent ($100), and give away a cold water for a photo and a story. Now we need another canopy tent anyway so that really shouldn’t go toward the cost of the photo and story’s, so I figure cost will be $5 for the space and about another $28 for 168 bottles of water or 168 photos and stories. So a total of $33.00 and a day of my time. I plan on taking all the junk I can find in the house and trying to sell it that day as well. So hopefully I come out on the positive side. LOL

I don’t think I’m the only one who does strange things. I think that most of us have a weird hobby of some type or another. But if that is all the money I ever spend to something stupid then I’m doing OK. I don’t plan on it actually costing anything… we shall see won’t we.

We live in Florida, a state surrounded by water and every other home as a swimming pool. We have thousands of lakes and hundreds of river flower though this beautiful state. But it is a water state. Every time I hear of a 4 or 5 year old child, or older, drowning I’m in shock. How could you live in a state with water everywhere and not teach your children how to swim. They are going to be in or on the water. They’re going to be pushed in, fall in, or jump in on their own eventually.

It’s been bothering me my 2 year old can’t swim. I’m only real concerned with her swimming 10 feet. Typically they’re going to be close to something to grab onto to, if they can make it a few feet to the side of the pool, or floatation device, or shallow water. 1 is too many children to die from drowning in Florida. Check with the YMCA, or other organizations out there to see if they have any sponsored classes.

Who doesn’t love going to a renaissance festival? Every time I go I find myself enjoying them more and more. The food, the cold beer, and the big boobies babes. Life is really good about now…

Tell me what you think, and have anyone been to one of these. They have awesome views!

Monday are not always bad, it’s the beginning… the day to play out the rest of the week! Or at least that is what I keep telling myself.

My week isn’t that bad this week. I have a webinar today from 3 – 5pm and then a EPA LEAD class tomorrow. I don’t think there is many students but enough to have the class.  Wednesday I may be teaching a required class that is full. We only have 90 seats available and I think everyone of them is taken.  Thursday is a catch up day, so maybe I can finally get a haircut for the holiday weekend. Friday is another class for me, Home and Property Inspectors. That class is at least one of the fun ones.

ow even though it sounds like a busy week, I’m leaving here in 45 minutes to go home and teach the class. On my LEAD class I should be out of here no later than 3pm, same goes for Wednesday and Friday. So my 3 day weekend starts 3 O’clock on Friday afternoon, and it’s a 3 day weekend… Memorial Day! YAY!

So I guess everything we do has a silver lining somehow.

But, as I well know my plans never stay on course. Everything is subject to change at a moments notice, without any warning. Even todays blog entry I had to redo. I did this once, my computer locked up and guess what didn’t save… oh boy. But, the good thing about that is the second revision is typically always the best. LOL

I’ve been sick for a couple of weeks. I think I’m almost back up to 100% and bam, it knocks me down again.

My doctor up and retired at the beginning of the year so we’re still trying to find a new permanent doctor. It’s hard to find a doctor who speak English well enough that I can understand, and one that I don’t consider a quack! All I know is we have to find one soon I need to get back up to at least 95% on a regular basis.

If anyone knows of a good doctor in Spring Hill, Florida please let us know.

I look around at the friends I’ve gathered over a lifetime and really wonder about myself. I’ve never chose a friend because of their social status, or the amount of money they had in their pockets. Yes I do wonder how some of them actually became to be called my friend. Some are strange, even for me. Some I started out hating and somehow they’ve become my closest friends.

I think that is Gods way of telling me I can’t change who I am or where I came from. I grew up in poor rural Kentucky and we didn’t know we were really poor. Everyone around us was just like us so we assumed being poor was normal, I guess it still is.

I look back and some of the people that I’ve looked up-to in life. I’m 50 years old so I’m going back to my childhood till present. I have to honestly say most never had any money, or lived in a big house, or even drove new automobiles. Some had absolutely nothing. But those were the people that I’d trust with my life and the life of my children. They were poor but they were and are always extremely happy!

I know people with a little money and it seems they’re always unhappy about something or another. It seems like a lot of people take advantage of them.

In the final days of my life who do I really want to be like. Whose funeral have I been to that people were honestly hurt because of their passing, and not there to see if they’re going to inherit something.  My wife lives her life like one of these people, and it seems like a lot of people take advantage of her kindness. (at least from my eyes).

She said, “Be Thankful for what you have, not upset about the things you don’t have” or “Someone else is thankful for less than what you have…”

This is one of the times in my life I don’t know if something happened to me on the way home from Orlando, or if I’m just tired and wore out. My lower back mussels are killing me, but that may have been me carrying a bunch of stuff.  I guess I’m not used to physical labor anymore.

Shannon gave me a pain pill, mussel relaxed, and a anti-inflammatory pill to help me. I added 5 ibuprofen on top of that, so my back pain is slowly going away I think.  I’m telling you it’s HELL getting older, your body hurts now when a few years ago I could have worked all day and never had any pain. The scary thing is I’m only 50, what the hell and I going to be like at 60 years old. At this rate I’ll have a Mr Mobility by the time I’m 65. (which there is some cool benefits to that)

I’ve got to start incorporating a little exercise so I can go until at least 70 – 75. I’ve got a 2 year old daughter and an 8 year old daughter that I will somehow walk her down the isle when she gets married.  I don’t care if I have both boys under my arms dragging me down the aisle I will do it.