the saga goes on

Twas a night to remember.

Lee Anne came in and said it was hot turned the ceiling fan on and it blew the lighted candles off the end of the bed onto the Donna and I grabbed the donna and threw it out the door on my return the smoke from the candles filled the room. Thats when I said don't worry there is still the gypsy wagon down the back yard. Well the fiery blonde started at me and called me a psycho maniac idiot and all I was after was one thing.....Then she walked out and was gone ten minutes later it started to poor down rain and she was on the way to the station and I must admit I had to smile. She was right in what she said, I was only after one thing and never got it. Never again will I ever try to dine a woman at my house and I have stacked the candles on the side table to remind me of the night I nearly burnt down my own house. I guess she was right on two counts I was an idiot.
More reason to grow the beard back.
PS I was going to put more candles on the blades of the ceiling fan as well. Now how many of my friends can beat these photos and story on facebook.

I am trying......

Sorry for not dancing tonight I had other things to do (Lea Anne)

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Some time ago I wrote about Lee Anne and the tea light candles well the saga goes on. Having been fined by Shoalhaven City Council for sleeping in her car she decided to come back. She said that the only way she could be kept here is if she lost her keys and didn't have her credit card. 

Some time ago I wrote about Lee Anne and the tea light candles well the saga goes on. Having been fined by Shoalhaven City Council for sleeping in her car she decided to come back. She said that the only way she could be kept here is if she lost her keys and didn't have her credit card. 

Being the inventive type I decided to fix the problem. Whilst she was asleep I got her keys and put them into the big tub in the freezer and filled it with water and froze it over night That was the keys sorted then I glued her credit card to the table. All set permanent house cleaner.
When she woke and went looking for the keys and card I then showed her what I had done expecting a that's good thinking reply. The bloody sheila went into a friggen rage like a tornado bent on destroying the place. To my bloody surprise she had duplicates stashed away in her bag and left waking the neighbors six houses up on each side.
These are the joys of dating in these times never a dull moment.