<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:02:14.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water dog's diary</title><subtitle type='html'>In 1981, I started my career in the utility business as a water and sewer maintainance worker (mud puppy). Today I work as the foreman for a city water department. I've graduated from mud puppy to water dog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-116510312858920743</id><published>2006-12-02T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T17:45:28.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>these guys are starting to piss me off !</title><content type='html'>My DBW Spit and myself had plans to go by  NTB ( national tire and battery) to get 2 new tires and an oil change and to have front end checked on the car. I was there in July and having a front end alignment and had a warranty supposedly and when they found out that I did not still have my receipt all of a sudden the computer showed that the order was cancelled.I should of followed DBW's resistance to even do business there instead, I insisted that it was just a fluke deal and we should go next door and have some breakfast while they install new tires and change oil. Well when we returned and after waiting 30 min. afterthey said they would be finished I asked the status of my ride and this %^$#@^&amp;@ idiot tells me that the car had run out of gas and asked me what i wanted to do. Knowing that my car was not out of gas and running perfectly when they took it back I like to of lost it so i told the %^&amp;amp;*$#@!@ idiot just to back my car out of bay after I had to get in and start the damn thing. He pulled it out and insisted that it was out of gas because it had died again. After raising the hood and seeing that the air induction tube was not hooked back up after checking the Airfilter I hooked tube back up and car ran great.( I need to take this time to give a shout out to Spit for raising questions about the air breather) Anyway I went back inside and made an ass of myself but I think I got there attention. I dont like it when I Get that mad. I went inside and proceded to tell the manager and his staff how incompetant they were.I was ready to fight.I'm better now were about to go out for dinner I guess i'll go for now DBWhas been saying she's hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-116510312858920743?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/116510312858920743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=116510312858920743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/116510312858920743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/116510312858920743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/12/these-guys-are-starting-to-piss-me-off.html' title='these guys are starting to piss me off !'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115894833589261339</id><published>2006-09-22T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:05:35.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes I amuse myself</title><content type='html'>Today in the fine city that I work for we had an "appreciation" luncheon hosted by  Loews home improvement which was pretty good. They had hamburgers, bratwurst, chips, soda's and chocolate chip cookies. This was done for all there customers. So after eating I start to leave and about that time as I'm driving down the road I remember that I need to get some paint for the trim I replaced around the back door so I tell myself just to go to Home depot and get it not realizing  that I just left a place that just fed me a free lunch in appreciation for being their customer. So i turned around and went back to Loews went in and bought my paint. Afterward I thought it was so funny that i was whipping myself I also called my DBW and told her how much of a dumdass her husband is. I only claim to be a little better than I used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115894833589261339?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115894833589261339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115894833589261339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115894833589261339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115894833589261339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/09/sometimes-i-amuse-myself.html' title='sometimes I amuse myself'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115878163483954383</id><published>2006-09-20T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:47:14.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not bad being me</title><content type='html'>I can't wait untill saturday night.!! I have a date with a blonde haired blue eyed lady that will knock your lights out with her good looks and of course her ability to play basketball. The Lucky skunk beat me again night before last but only by one point. I'll have to prove my athletic abilities to her tonight in a rematch even if I have to cheat. I have a diabolical plan cooked up. Oh well !! back to my date, we are hooking up at a baseball game right behind home plate in the bottom rows. Great seats ! Hell who knows if I play my cards right I might even hit a home run myself with this sexy woman. I'm counting the seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115878163483954383?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115878163483954383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115878163483954383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115878163483954383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115878163483954383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-not-bad-being-me_20.html' title='It&apos;s not bad being me'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115878144856219185</id><published>2006-09-20T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:44:08.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not bad being me</title><content type='html'>I can't wait untill saturday night.!! I have a date with a blonde haired blue eyed lady that will knock your lights out with her good looks and of course her ability to play basketball. The Lucky skunk beat me again night before last but only by one point. I'll have to prove my athletic abilities to her tonight in a rematch even if I have to cheat. I have a diabolical plan cooked up. Oh well !! back to my date, we are hooking up at a baseball game right behind home plate in the bottom rows. Great seats ! Hell who knows if I play my cards right I might even hit a home run myself with this sexy woman. I'm counting the seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115878144856219185?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115878144856219185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115878144856219185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115878144856219185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115878144856219185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-not-bad-being-me.html' title='It&apos;s not bad being me'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115808775577031196</id><published>2006-09-12T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T14:02:37.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Showdown Tonight</title><content type='html'>Well it's on for tonight. It's the biggest event since the Dallas Cowboys won  the super bowl. A little Two on Two at the recreation center with Twinkle toes Bo-Bo and her partner Sharwa the shaimer  against spiteful Spit and the water Dog himself. It's going to be a real showdown.&lt;br /&gt; We started a membership at the gym on saturday and I think I'm going to enjoy it. It felt good to work out  and play a little basketball with my DBW whom i will refer to as Meadowlark Lemon. She has a pretty mean lay up and i don't mean in the bed either. Hopefully I can start getting in a little bit better shape and maybe not have a heart attack at the age of  50.&lt;br /&gt;We went to a Baseball game a while back and had so much fun we're trying it again this weekend. Anyway wish us luck tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115808775577031196?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115808775577031196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115808775577031196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115808775577031196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115808775577031196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/09/showdown-tonight.html' title='Showdown Tonight'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115625889904996523</id><published>2006-08-22T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:01:43.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>Last night I was talking to my daughter and she was telling me about  my grandson G's first day at school.  ( 1rst grade)  She was there helping out the teacher taking one student at a time  out of the circle to make a hand print to take home to mom.Well she came to a little hispanic girl named Margarita and as she called her name and they started for the finger paints  G. shouted out" hey Mom speaking of margarita's are we going to El Sombrerro tonight for dinner" ? She said that her and the Teacher got a big laugh out of that one. I told her she would would be telling that story for years and not to forget to bring it up in front of his girlfriend someday when he's all grown up.  Before she knows it that will happen just like it did for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115625889904996523?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115625889904996523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115625889904996523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115625889904996523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115625889904996523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115608309637999564</id><published>2006-08-20T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T09:11:36.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>As I was having coffee this morning one of my newer employees called and was letting me know that his Brother who had a real aggressive brain tumor had passed away.  J.K. was saying that he was real sorry about not being able to be at work Monday and he was in quiet a bit of fear because he's a new employee and hasn't been there long. I reminded him about the part of the interveiw process where I told him that around the C.O.K. that Family comes first and he doesn 't need to worry about it and I could hear the relief in his voice. I was able to share also that i knew exactly how he felt and what he was going through because I had lost a sister to brain cancer (glyblastoma) about 5 years ago.  My thoughts and prayers are with him and his family.&lt;br /&gt;Later today N. my daughter is supposed to come over we are going to my fathers house to pick up a bunch of art supplies she is a very talented artist as was my stepmother and he has a bunch of her stuff to get rid of  since her death several months ago. WOW ! somehow this blog turned about to be kinda sad. Anyway I'm looking forward to her visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115608309637999564?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115608309637999564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115608309637999564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115608309637999564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115608309637999564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday morning'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115577858474736468</id><published>2006-08-16T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:36:24.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>like mother like daughter</title><content type='html'>Well I figured out that the apple really does'nt fall far from the tree.I'm talking about my daughter and her mother my ex wife. I was talking to T. my daughter and asked if  she had lost my phone number. She went on to tell me that she has been so busy with the kids and they have a freind staying there with them and also had a house full of company. I paused just long enough to refrain from saying something i should not have. I recall thats one reason why I divorced there Mother. (allways a house full of people) anyway i had a nice conversation with her.&lt;br /&gt; We had a great Dinner tonight, good ole frito chili pie with onions and cheese. ummm-ummm. At work we are doing annual evaluations  so my boss hands me a blank one and tells me to do my own evaluation. I'm tempted to  give my self a near perfect score  but I can't and he knows that. I'm my worst critic so i think I'll just copy last years wich was a very good one and see what happens. actually i hope he was just joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115577858474736468?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115577858474736468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115577858474736468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115577858474736468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115577858474736468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/like-mother-like-daughter.html' title='like mother like daughter'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115532396008823979</id><published>2006-08-11T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:19:20.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffer the little children</title><content type='html'>One of my guys came in my office to report back to work from going home and meeting a caseworker from the family courts who came out to do an in home interveiw with him and his wife.We got to talking and I was able to share my experience with him about the visitation and the going to court for custody. And it took me back to when N. was 16 years old and wanted to come live with DBW and I.  Boy!!!! a lot has changed since then. I think the most important thing I could of said to him was not to use the kid as a tool to get even with an ex. The poor children suffer so much when that happens. He was telling me his daughter is only 2 years old and i got to thinking of how grateful I am that D. JR is 18 and is on his last year in school but you know we paid our dues. Anyway none of this probably makes since but its whats on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115532396008823979?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115532396008823979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115532396008823979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115532396008823979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115532396008823979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/suffer-little-children.html' title='Suffer the little children'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115516072498942987</id><published>2006-08-09T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:58:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><content type='html'>Well i got to go back to work today and it sure did'nt take long to be up to my neck in alligators. Just as I thought, when my boss attempts to do his job and mine too I find out through the amount of %#^*@^# piled on my desk that he did not get much accomplished. Oh well I'm not going to complain too loud at least I have a job and they were actually pretty  glad to have me back and I could really tell my subordinates were  glad.&lt;br /&gt;My Daughter N called me to day aand was needing insurance info. so she could see the Dr. she said she was feeling real depressed and at firtst i did not know what to tell her except to make sure she told them that she works at least 14 hours a day 6 days a week and sometimes on Sunday. My DBW hit the nail on the head when she said that N's life is all work and no play. And being 19 years old you need to play a bit. I am waaiting to here back from her. Maybe tomorrow will be better for us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115516072498942987?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115516072498942987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115516072498942987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115516072498942987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115516072498942987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115496496878225870</id><published>2006-08-07T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T10:36:10.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner and a movie</title><content type='html'>Well, my Father called me yesterday and was having A./C problems so I went by his house and invited him to come stay with us for the night. so when he got here we sat around and watched the Golf tournament and then some World Series of Poker. Afterward we decided to order Pizza and watch a movie. I had a good time visiting with my dad, actually it felt a little strange have him stay the night but I'm glad he did. We sat outside on patio and had coffee this morning talking about D jr and him growing up and i think we both in our own minds realized that we missed out on alot of each others life through the years. It was a little awkward but i feel it was  necessary. D jr and his girlfriend are bringing the 2 grandsons ( not his, but his sisters ) over to swim today so i will go get a water melon or something else to treat them when they come over. That is what a grand parent is for is'nt it? Anyway i'm looking forward to the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115496496878225870?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115496496878225870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115496496878225870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115496496878225870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115496496878225870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/dinner-and-movie.html' title='Dinner and a movie'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115445628922542763</id><published>2006-08-01T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:18:09.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wish me luck</title><content type='html'>well i drove for the first time today since getting out of hospital and it felt pretty good. I think i'm starting to realize that maybe there is something to -some of the things my dear beautiful wife has been lovingly reminding me about my health on a daily basis. I also get it from my friends and co-workers at work. I drove out to work to see if  everybody was doing o.k. and was really taken back by the concerns and kindness everyone shown. You know it's a real blessing to be able to form and enjoy good solid relationships with friends and co-workers. I found out we went under water restrictions today. now thats going to be interesting to see how some of these people react when they start getting fines for watering while under restrictions. hopefully everyone will do there part and there won't be any fines. As for the rest of the day i think i'll go get a surprize for the DBW and who knows, maybe get lucky tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115445628922542763?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115445628922542763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115445628922542763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115445628922542763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115445628922542763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/08/wish-me-luck.html' title='wish me luck'/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31961757.post-115439514636849714</id><published>2006-07-31T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:29:25.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going out on a limb here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31961757-115439514636849714?l=waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/feeds/115439514636849714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31961757&amp;postID=115439514636849714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115439514636849714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31961757/posts/default/115439514636849714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waterdogsdiary.blogspot.com/2006/07/going-out-on-limb-here.html' title=''/><author><name>drgh2o</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05806802829044064196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://dgullahorn.photosite.com/~photos/tn/2159_1024.ts1125658766000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
