The Druunk Watson

 I was with my cousins Jerry and Kathy Watson's in Springfield NE for four days. Its heaven on earth and that's no exaggeration. How blessed am I, a woman living a simple life, that I have these havens on earth. 

Well, I'm a terrible photographer and a professional drinker, so it makes sense. I'll be staying with Jerry and Kathy again next week. Kathy may have to quit her job before she gets fired because I'm a professional drinker and we are winos. Anyway, I let Willow off her leash here on day 2, and that dog ran, and ran, and came back when called. And, by day 3 and 4, she didn't shy away from Jerry and Kath...she was so comfortable...sunset ride on neighbor Jerry's Pontoon...magic for this dog. 

I sat in the screened pavilion for hours. Drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes, smoking NOT Nebraska weed. I don't do that often. Hahaha. But when I do, I'm free. Retirement has given me the gift of doing whatever I want to do whenever I want to do it. I don't have much money, but I'm so God damn happy right now. And I'm too drunk to find the words...which is weird, cause I love words. And that pisses me off. LOL. 

Love you all. I wish for you the blessed happiness we deserve. Peace, Watson