DAY THREE OF HARD-BOILED EGGS!! For anyone who knows Danny, they know he’s a PERFECTIONIST! Everything and I do mean EVERYTHING is completely organized; every nut and bolt has a place! A City Boy, through and through . . . I laugh at him all the time and jokingly say, “You’d never have made it if you had to work full-time and then come in and plow the back forty! “ Ya see, the Country Girl in me understands that you can’t work all day, through into the night, only to do it again tomorrow, and spit shine your equipment every time it’s used! And furthermore, a country girl believes it’s a sin to have a John Deere in the garage that looks like it was just rolled off the showroom floor . . . DIRT in the grooves of the tires and DUST on the hood makes them more valuable to us! And without the double D’s . . . a Country Girl or Boy would lose bragging rights on what their tractor could do, compared to other makes and styles! It’s just basic philosophy, and simple analogy, ya know! It all started with one simple sentence, “Honey, I think we should stop eating out so much and start eating healthier!” And TUNA SALAD was the intoxicating drug that has lead to the obsession of peeling a perfect “HARD BOILED EGG!” Danny is extremely intelligent, maybe a little too analytical, but extremely intelligent. He would have made a great scientist, because he does his research, he completes his experiments, and he analyzes the facts! Or, possibly, right now I’m thinking he would have made a great interrogator, because for the last three days, he’s asked me at least once day if not more, “HOW DO YOU PEEL A HARD BOILED EGG!” By day three . . . I’m getting a little concerned, so I ask him, “What are you doing with all these eggs?” Very matter-of-fact he says to me, “I’m eating them!” I’m shocked and although I haven’t eaten a single egg, as of yet, that he’s boiled, my stomach is turning at the thought! Danny has high cholesterol, which worries me with him eating SO MANY eggs. He’s the type too . . . you can’t scold him; you have to let him feel, but you can PLANT THE SEED to get him to thinking! There have been many things, being that I was raised country and him . . . A CITY BOY THROUGH AND THROUGH, that we have had an interoperation isse . . . I doubt Lucy and Ricky Ricardo ever had as much at times, lol. I’ve said to him in the past, “The day it getting by,” only for him to question me and ask,” what did it just pass? Is it going the speed limit? Are we in a race with it?” Ok, back to the “hard-boiled egg “story! So, I say to him, “Lord have mercy, you’re going to get the scare’s if you keep eating so many eggs, much less, you’re going to have breath that smells like an out-house! Haven’t you ever had the rotten-egg belches?” Well, that resulted in countering questions of, “Get the WHAT” and “EVER HAD THE WHAT?” I didn’t explain it to him, I just shook my head. Although I am concerned, I know there’s no forewarning him . . . he WILL KNOW exactly what I’m talking about when it HITS HIM!!
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 04:09:52 +0000