One time when we were camping in Ridgeland, Wisconsin with our good friends the Hustons - Mike was the best man in our wedding, and his parents owned a property there. His whole family (he was the oldest of 5 kids) would be there.
And boy they could party! So one year his brother-in-law Ron (eventually ended up an ex, but still remained close to the family) who celebrated his birthday right around the 4th of July when we were there, really tied one on. He was hung over.
The next morning we were sitting around the camp fire. Ron's wife Lori (Mike Huston's sister) [yes I do realize this short story has become over filled with back-stories and explanations] asked their daughter who was maybe 4 or 5 years old hmmm what was her name - Ashlee? Or was that the younger one? Help me out there in readerland...anyway. Loris asks what's her name to go get Ron up from bed. She was gone a long time.
And she came back by herself. We all looked at her wondering where her daddy was. She stated "Daddy is vewwy, vewwy tiwwed" She couldn't say Rs vewwy um I mean very well. So when I'm pretty tired I always think of Ron - Mike's ex bro-in-law.
Tonight - I'm beat. Had to get up at 4:45 a.m. to meet Shelly a colleague at Ankeny Wal-Mart at 5:45 a.m. for a long drive down to Appanoose County for a meeting and to film for a project. Once again the HD cameras defeated the film guy and we had to reschedule. Technology again conquers man! Now Joe the videographer must go back and film on Friday. Other than that the meeting went well.
But I'm tiwwed.
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