Dec 26, 2007

Well, Christmas has come and gone and by Sneed standards it was a big hit. No one had the right to remain silent, no one had to go to the emergency room and for the most part, we are all still speaking to one another. I mentioned my dilemma the other day involving the missing Sneed granddaughters and their irresponsible mother. You may recall that we had no Christmas plans for the little girls because we really hadn't seen them in a long time. Out of the blue their mother calls wanting to know if she should bring them by, presumably for some Christmas loot. Several of my blog friends offered advice about handling the Christmas situation, which was much appreciated. I caved into the thought of the girls having little or nothing in the way of Christmas and Mrs. Sneed and I hustled out Christmas Eve to pick up some stuff for them. Then I called the mother back and left her a message to call me about making a plan to get together. She hasn't called back and I think she won't. This is just so typical of how their lives go. In about a week we will have to take the gifts back. Our Christmas Eve bash went off without any major calamity. the kids and their families were all here, along with Daughter Sneed's soon-to-be husband Greg and his adult daughters and their assorted boyfriends. The only unpleasantness of the evening was the presence of Cletus Sneed, who it turns out is a melancholy drunk. He spent the evening drinking and feeling sorry for himself. Plus he kept calling his former girlfriend and leaving her drunken rants about the catastrophe that is his life. Finally, the fine folks a Ace Hardware called me this afternoon and extended an offer for me to get a foothold in the exciting field of hardware sales. I'm not sure why it took so long to call me back. Probably the other eight guys turned them down. I will be working Thursday afternoon, Friday and Saturday. So I guess Kurt was right, this retirement business didn't last. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky

4 comments:

d. chedwick bryant said...

Congrats on becoming a Helpful Hardware Man!

Bob Dylan said...

Glad you are able to spend quantity and quality time with your Sneedlets. Grandkids are the greatest!

Steve said...

Woo hoo! Congrats on the job! I will come to you when I am in need of any hardware advice...

Kurt said...

Saturday? - you are bored.