Tuesday, 7 January 2014

The Interrogator



The owner of Solomon’s Castle makes amazing art out of recycled stuff.

After taking a tour of the Castle and seeing all the art work, we were told that Solomon might be working in the afternoon in his workshop.  We could go and see him work there after lunch.

We went to his workshop.  He was there and working.  I didn’t want to disturb him.

Barb asked him a few questions.  He appeared to like answering questions and didn’t mind being interrupted.  He came over to the door of the workshop where we were standing and answered all of Barb’s questions, even questions about his love life.

When we were leaving the workshop, Barb said if she hadn’t asked those questions, none of you guys would have asked any questions would you?  We agreed.  Barb is the interrogator of the family.  She would make a great detective.

An Honest Man



Barb and I took Sarah, Laura and Brad to an amusement park called Solomon’s castle.

After going on the tour, we decided to have lunch.  Solomon’s castle has a famous restaurant on the site called the Boat on the Moat.

We all had big lunches.  They were good but they weren’t cheap.  We tried to figure out how much it would cost.  We estimated it would be about $85. 

When I got the bill, I couldn’t figure it out.  It looked like it was bill for one person.

I took the bill to the cash register.  The man keyed in the bill and asked for $15. 

I said that can’t be right.  I said we had five lunches.  He asked the waitress.  She looked at it and then she went through the other bills.  She found the correct bill.  It was for $86.

They thanked me.  They were very happy that I was an honest man.

The Thinking Chairs



I have a big lounge chair in Ottawa that I spend my time sitting in.  There is a matching lounge chair where Sarah used to do her homework in.  Sometimes she would fall asleep in the chair.  Sarah calls them the thinking chairs.

Barb bought two big lounge chairs for us in Florida.  I spend all my time in Florida sitting in my chair.  Barb has the other lounge chair.

When Sarah visited she took over the other lounge chair.  She did some thinking with me and she did some sleeping too.

Slapstick



My sister came over to visit while walking the dog.  She wanted to meet Sarah, Laura and Brad.  She didn’t want to bring her dog into the house.  So she and the dog stayed out on the porch and everyone went out to visit there.

Brad came in from the porch and closed the screen behind him so that the dog wouldn’t come into the house.  Laura followed him.  She walked right into the screen door and bounced back.

This was the first time Barb has ever laughed at slapstick humour that I can remember.

Sarah’s Famous Friend



Sarah has a friend that she used to play basketball with when I was coaching her team.

Her friend is a mocha coloured girl. Barb thought she had the thinnest ankles she had ever seen.  

The last I heard about her, she was doing some modelling.

Sarah was friends with her on Facebook.

Recently, her friend put a posting on Facebook of her in the video for Beyonce’s new single.  She played a beauty contestant.  There was a photo of her standing behind Beyonce.

The Long Way Home




Whenever we go to the Orlando airport, we go a different route.  We don’t know why.  We just follow the GPS which we call Betsy.

On the way home from the Orlando airport with Sarah, the GPS led us through the back roads of Florida.

We were out in the middle of nowhere.  We even were taken through a construction area where there was only one lane for quite a while.  If there had been a car coming in the other direction we wouldn’t have known what to do.

We had gone quite a way and had no idea where we were but we had to continue following Betsy.  Barb was very frustrated with Betsy.

Finally, we got on a highway that we recognized.  We knew our way home from there.

Barb looked at the settings on Betsy.  She noticed that Betsy was set on “shortest distance” not “fastest route”.  That was why we were sent across country and not on a highway.

Closing the Place



Barb and I were waiting for Sarah’s flight to arrive at Orlando airport.  It was delayed in Ottawa because of heavy snow.

Barb decided to look through the magazines in the bookstore.  I saw her go in.  Gradually, the store emptied out and the workers started to clean up.  They closed the folding doors.

I was worried that Barb would get locked in because she was at the back of the store. She didn’t notice that they were closing up.

Finally, she wandered to the front of the store and noticed the folding doors almost shut.  There was just a small space to get out.

The guys cleaning up said she could stay and help them clean up.  Barb just thanked them and squeezed out.  She didn’t even buy anything.