Meet Ted which is short for Thaddeus. Ted is 120 pounds of pure blood Louisiana Cajun and he is now officially a geezer (70). He is 104 days younger than I and enjoys reminding me on his birthday that he catches up every year. On my birthday he will remind me that I am old. Thaddeus is one of the few people I know that is around my age. Between the two of us we know a lot more dead people than live. He never complains (at least to me) about his disabilities. When we visit he is always in good cheer. On the other hand he and SWMBO have had some heated arguments not that he ever had a chance in one.
Even my beautiful darling roommate, here holding the butcher knife she is going to cut my ba...Uh throat with if she finds out I published her picture, has not reached the age of medicare and is not yet in that group. He has been disabled by rheumatoid arthritis since he was in his thirties and lives on a small disability income. Even with a great deal of pain he was still tending his garden and yard until a few year ago. It was difficult but I've never heard him complain. Now he has to use a power chair to go to the mail box. His house was the first place we ever let the "Princess" venture three houses down the street on her own. That was a big adventure for all of us then.We celebrate his birthday every year. The "Princess" didn't make it this year. This year I went there on my bike with my collection of home made country canes. Turns out number 5 was a perfect fit.
This year he bought himself a bottle of Jack Daniels just to make sure he got what he wanted.
SWMBO (she who must be obeyed)I figure that since I am probably going to be cut into little pieces and flushed down the toilet (or worse yelled at) that I might as well share this with you. I have not yet become tired of looking at her. That hair is all hers.
She's hot.
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