Trw, so who owned Bogeys then? and who owns it now?
trw, you're funny! Thanks for sharing your thoughts & stories!
Some people around here say "cheese -n- rice", and I agree, it's the same difference.
btw...I was wondering if you were in the pics that Tammy shared w/ us of Mardi Croix? (were you the guy dressed like a pirate holding a dog?)
Worked my hinney off today in the gardens and played with JJ. He has been wonderful and so sweet. Lots of hugs and kisses from both my boys. I am such a lucky woman. So glad to be back on island. I don't know why this is home for me but it is. Trw, I think Doug and I will head over your way around lunch. He wants to take me for a motorcycle ride. Fun, I giggle the whole time. Don't know why. I will give you a call if you want to join us.
JJ is now in school 3 full days a week until school lets out so I am going to spend that time exploring this beautiful island. Before I was always afraid to leave the house for too long because I was afraid to leave mom. She is doing well and we talk several times a day. As she has been with me for the most part of the last 20 years it is very strange for both of us. She gets out of the hospital on Thursday and she will go and stay with my brother. I hope it will be good for them all.
Lizard, I am still worried and hope you and Samson are well. Still praying for you.
Good night all.
P.S. Cruzkandy, I probably spelled that wrong again. For some reason you are on my mind. I alway look for your post. Hope you and your little one are well. Maybe we can get together. JJ loves babies, as do I.
PP.S. On my flight from Charlotte to St. Croix I was sitting with an elderly Cruzian couple. Late 70s, early 80s. They had been in the states for 10 weeks and so happy to finally be getting home. I was so happy to be sitting with them as the rest of the plane were tourist. When we landed the people around us were groaning and complaining that it was raining and the couple and I were smiling and happy. It was nice.
lol nope i've never dressed up for anything i'm way to dignified,joe owned the place back then but he lived here part of the year and his wife and kids lived all the year in upstate new york somewhere, he was/is a very nice guy but he just gambled way too much, and michelles mother and stepfather bought the place from him, nice people but with that place you truly have your work cut out for you,it needs so much work,love and attention, but thats the other halfs favorite spot to drink and steve is a good cook as well, that bar and off the wall seem to be the north shores versions of "cheers".
yeah Tammy give a call, i just have to go to the bank tomorrow i think one of my direct deposits is missing and i want to shriek and scream in person hahahah,or maybe i'll just bring a bag of chocolate for sucking up purposes like i usually do when i want something official done from the local ladies,dove minitures seem to work the best,haha chocolate for the women and cash for the men has worked quite well for me over the years.
ok so the next new renter was another "chef" from bogies that needed a place to stay because of course,no car and new to the island" this one was a real cajun from louisiana, so the other half moves him in this was probally march of 06, he had a wife and kid down in trinidad but that was something i never asked about,sometimes you just don't want to know, so he was working 6 nights a week and actually getting paid on time by the the gambler, was a nice quiet guy with no drug or alcohol issues,imagine that, i had been home for about 5 months at that time and i was bored out of my skull and indulging my bad habits again after having had been clean for a year and a half,i was irritated at the other half for making me come home because the 3 jobs i had in mpls i truly loved and i just wanted one more year of the money i was making up there, one more year and i would have been able to pay off the mortgage,but he wanted me home so i came and basically tried to make him as miserable as i was at the time, and well me being me i succeeded quite nicely, i had an ok job during that period working lunch and dinner 6 days a week, but the place was sooooooo slow, the only reason it was even open for lunch was to answer the phone for dinner reservations, so you'd stand around all day,make nothing and then go into dinner and then wait for 2 hours to get a table and god it was awful, the owner was funny though, she could suck down a large bottle of pinot grigio faster than i could suck down the vodka and then she'd hop off her barstool, push her boobs up pull down her blouse and wade into the dining room cackeling and spreading her good cheer, she really is funny,so i did that for about 2 months until i couldnt stand it anymore and then quit, there was nowhere i was even interested in working at,i was tired of the island and just wanted to go back to mpls and get my 3 jobs back and make another 100 grand, so by march i had made my mind up that i was leaving , so back to the cajun guy, so one night he comes home from work he's in his room and i'm drinking in front of the tv and he comes in and asks me for a favor and i immediatly thought he wants me to go over the hill for drugs,so i just said before he could ask "i'm not going over the hill" well he looked confused and said no but "will you sleep with me"hahahahaha well i was shocked by that one, i mean c'mon now another "str8" guy hitting on us, what is the problem with this picture, i said no and went into the bedroom to tell the other half that i had once again been propositioned by a renter,i then went online to expedia and bought a one ticket back to mpls and left 2 days later, i mean cmon the whole time chris the cook rented from us he never tried anything, the one gay guy out of the bunch and we get hit on by the str8 ones, too funny, so he left and the cajun stayed until the gambler stopped paying him on time and then he stole all of his meat, left it in our freezer and he moved to another island somewhere down here, so i'm in the states and the other half is here alone, and this was april of 06.
gosh the rain last night was great,it just poured up here and the road looks like it's starting to wash out again, we had thunder and lightning up here in cane bay,which is not common here at all, i don't know why,but everything got nice and soaked so it will be green green green for the triathalon
and so our last and final renter came in july of 06,she was someone the other half worked with and she was just going to house sit for a week while he was in minnesota for a family reunion, she was the beer girl on the beach but ended up getting fired because she was stealing the beer money so i think she was actually here at the house for 2 weeks before she went away and this ends the story of all my renters out of the bunch we had 2 good ones my friend the cook who is still on island and the guy from the refinery that was here on a 6 month contract, we did have one guy come over to look and he wanted to rent but the other half said NO, he's a young white guy here on island teaching elementary school, go figure the one respectable one and the other half says no, he's been here for about 3 years now and he still seems stable lol, they all paid their rent except the white crack guy from the first group, none of them stole from us except chris the gay cook, all in all it was an interesting experiment and if i could find one like the teacher i'd sure do it again, the 400 a month comes in handy. i eneded up staying in the states for about a year and a half, nothing was the same when i went back to mpls,i only got back 2 of the jobs i had had and they just were not the same,i had so many questions about my early life and i was putting myself through hell, i'd out lived my mother by this time and that was really strange and so in nov of 06 i went to omaha looking for answers from my father.
just back from running around, i met dougtamjj minus jj at off the wall at 11,they had lunch i had juice,jacob was working,alix and dieter(i think) from full moon were there, the bartender from the waves was there with out of town friends, the other half came and got me and i went into town to the bank where my problem has solved itself so no chocolate had to change hands, then i wanted junk food so i stopped at subway and mcdonalds hahaha came home and went back to bed and read,i'm up writing this now but i'm going back to bed,i'm off till weds 5am.
well 6 of my pineapple tops finally had roots on them, i just planted them in pots so they get established before i put them in the ground,it took about 6 weeks to get roots,then i thinned out my papaya seedlings down to 30 from a couple hundred when they get a few inches taller i can divide them into pots as well, then it's over to cruzan gardens for more banana trees, they need alot of water and when i was in omaha they never got watered unless it rained and most of them died. i figure by august my fruit salad garden will be in the ground and this time next year it should be producing,and then i want to border the whole thing with tomatos and different pepper varieties and that will be that
oh yeah i was driving home the other day and i saw boston irish walking in front of the post office downtown, he's from one of my renter stories and the guy i stayed with for 2 months over on STT. I had told him a week or so before i left that his bad habits and the traffic on STT were getting to me and i was thinking of going back to STX and he was just such a mess that i just left one day on a private plane,i refused to answer his calls because we had gone over his habit thing a million times in 2 months and blah blah blah so he finally stopped calling after 2 weeks, so i see him walking down the street and i'm thinking don't turn your head,if you turn your head you'll see me and i just don't want to deal with your ass today,i'm tired i just got off work,don't turn your head, lol well he turned his head saw me and started yelling you f####ing fa*got, i thought we were friends and you just left me hahahahah and people are staring at him and i started to laugh and told him to shut up and get in the truck, so he gets in the truck and is having fits because i'm so "cold blooded" that i'd do that to him and he wants to punch me and all that boston irish crap, and i'm still laughing at him and he's getting madder and madder and getting really red in the face, so i tell him "punch me if that'll make you feel better" you scare me about as much as hemmroids. Boston i told you i was thinking of leaving, that i needed to come home, that you and your drug issues and your emotional crap was getting to me so just shut the hell up and punch me or tell me where you need to be dropped off at,i'm tired and want to go home, so he just looks at me and tells me to drop him at the bank because he's doing the remodle job now that they've been bought, as he's getting out of the truck he tells me "you're kind of a bi*ch" and then laughs and walks off as i yell out the window love ya Boston,mean it
morning everyone, looks to be a good day outside so far.i had to call the lawn guy yesterday, with all the rain parts of my yard are chest high an d he just says ok trw this week sometime, lesson for the day: do not hang a white shirt under a mango tree in full bloom and then forget about it when it rains.
well i finished planting my pineapple tops today they are all in pots now, went through the office cleaning out shelves and drawers and managed to fill 2 garbage bags, i kept an avis from dec14th,2005 with the headine DEVELOPEMENT it's about the 500 million annaly bay resort project and it says phase one of the project is to start in 18 to 24 months well it's been 2 years and 4 months and nothing, so once again that shows me the bribes to the czm and various goverment employees were not enough to get the project off the ground,sorry to sound so cynical but it just seems like nothing ever gets accomplished over here, and then if you save your papers with the important announcements like i do you look back every couple of years and see all the false hopes and promises.
When you say your pineapple tops have roots, does that mean you keep them in water until they get roots and then plant them? I always just slice the top off and shove it down in a pot of dirt while it's still dripping fresh juice. They usually root and do fine. I have never actually had a pineapple though, just pretty plants. I'm always open to gardening tips!
yes Juanita thats what i did, cut the tops,stuck them in water till they grew roots and then put them in pots till they were about a foot tall then planted them, i had one plant survive and it had 3 small pineapples on it before the dogs trashed it so i know it works, this time around i'm going to fence the whole thing in to keep the dogs out, the owners of the place i stayed at on stt had about 30 plants and she had fruit twice a year,i've never tried it your way i suppose it would save a step, i'm able to get about 5 tops a day where i work,they are dole from costa rica, so now that i've put these in pots i'll bring more home,how does guava grow,i know it's a bush buts thats all i know, and does anyone think coffee would grow here?
so i was out slumming tonight and yes i was being a good boy, and i saw a white ex federal goverment official that retired because"he wanted to pursue other interests" out slumming as well, lol one of these "married with children" type of guys. well he was rubbing all over the woman that owns the bar and then they dissappeard for about an hour and then they both came back with twitching eyes and grinding teeth with smiles on their faces with a nice afterglow and they looked at each other with those kind of afterglow smiles,lol he was so coked up he had to do 2 shots before he left the bar.lol, don't these people realize that their faces have been in the paper and that people know and recognize them,hahahaha and so me being me i started to "needle"him why did you retire? who's good for the next set of campaigns? hahahah and on and on it went until he left twitching and grinding away
Speaking of people being in the paper, what's going on with Chuckie Hanson? She's been keeping a low profile (for her) since her legal problems.
I'm continually amazed at the courtesy shown by most drivers here (except for a few taxi drivers). The roadwork at Mandela Circle is really cranking along & messing up traffic but it's sure nice to see how the drivers are handling it. To get in the traffic at the Lucinda Millin home, somebody always waves you in. With 3 ships in yesterday, the drivers were extremely patient.
This morning after taking JJ to school and having breakfast at the Buccaneer we came home to find our oldest Rottie, Dracula, had past away. He was 15. That is old for a Rottie. He got his name because when I brought him home as a puppy for my husbands birthday the kids laughed at his big ears. Too big for such a little puppy. When he ran his ears flopped up and down like wings. The kids called him bat dog which eventually became dracula. He was my husbands constant companion. We just finished burying him. The hardest part for me was seeing my husband cry. Today we will just hold each other and talk about the good times they had.
Tammy, I'm so sorry for your loss. He had a great long life...you can be thankful for that. I think the worst is having to put your best buddies down when they are so ill....I've had to do that twice so far...My dog was killed on St. Croix two years ago and that just about did us in...we had only had her for a year before taking her down there. I think about her most every day and its been a long time since it happened. The good news is that we are getting a puppy for the other dogs breeder in June...that should help getting our mind from thinking about the her demise and concentrating on a little sh_t and p_sser that will be arriving soon. Oh, the joys of puppydom!
Give your husband extra attention for a while. My husband was like yours...sad to see a grown man cry like a baby.
Take care and keep your chin up.
Trade i am so glad that you're back and posting on this thread!!!! and Tammy i'm sorry,please tell Doug for me. so anyway everyone i'm taking a week off from posting,my "season" will be over 2 days after the triathalon and i'm not feeling to good financially so i need to completely concentrate on finding additional income streams,which means going out and "selling"myself to bar and restaurant owners for part time or on call work. I'm also going to brush up on all of my Arbonne stuff,new product knowledge and stuff like that and start to aggressively pursue that avenue as well,so i can't give work to the neighbor guys for awhile,the other half pays for the lawn guys so that will still be taken care of,lol i just don't want to end up living on rice,beans and ramen in july august and september. Any PM's go straight to my yahoo account so i can stay in contact by email. Please keep this thread going for the week i'm gone, i honestly think it's an important thing for all of us.
Aw, Tammi that's so darned hard. Non-dog lovers probably don't understand the loss but it just does you in. I'm so sorry. It's happened to me so many times. When I pass Andy William's place every day & recite the litany of greeting each of mine buried there & say Good Morning to each one.
Trw, what's Arbonne?