Gigglin' but threatened.

On one hand, I am gigglin' my arse off. On the other hand, I am feeling terribly threatened. Let me explain.

Hey kids - Scrubbie here. Nice to see ya'll.

JR. Yep - this is a pic of the bro-in-law, JR. Good kid. Lov'em to death. Would do just 'bout anything for the guy.

So, JR and I go to the gym together. Ya know - little runnin' on the treadmill. Workout on the weights. That sorta stuff. We're both married. Both gotta stay buff. Whoop Whoop Whoop.

This week, JR and I ventured forth to the gym to do our thing. Got sweaty. Some chit chat. The usual. On the way out, stopped by the little cafe in the building to grab ourselves a deeelishush protein shake. (I know, I know... gym, protein shake... it's all so cliche.)

Anyway - protein shake. So - JR orders up his bevvy. I opt out. But, like a good bud - I hang out to continue to chat. Truth be told, JR was the transport for the day. Without him and his dog sled, Scrubbie wudda had to walk home. Blech.

So - we're there. Dude #1 is busily putting together 7 bucks wortha protein shake. Chocolate Banana. In case you were wondering. Dude #2 is behind the cash register.

It's Dude #2 that is one of the main characters in this tale. Arsty eyewear. Stripey fedora headwear. Well manicured fingers. Bit of a "swagger". And, a cadence and tone to his voice that is distinctly, ummmmm, feminine. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

A conversation begins.

Dude #2: "Did you guys just finish working out?"
JR: "yep"

Scrubbie, on the sidelines, smiles.

Scrubbie, seeing an opportunity, puts his two cents in.

Scrubbie: "Yep - and now have to protein up. Gotta look good." Scrubbie throws out his chest.
Dude #2 giggles

Awkward silence.

Dude #2 to JR: "That's a very nice ring you have on."
JR: "huh?
Dude #2: "That's a very nice ring you have on."
JR, looking down at his wedding ring: "Uh - oh - thanks."

Scrubbie, on the sidelines, smiles.

More awkward silence.

Dude #1 delivers 7 bucks worth of protein shake.

JR: "Thanks"
Dude #2: "Have a good day guys."

Scrubbie and JR make their way out of the building.

JR takes the lead. Scrubbie walks behind him, a few paces back. Smiling.

Nothing is spoken.

JR and Scrubbie are striding through the parking lot in silence.

The silence is broken by JR.

"SHUT-UP"

hehehehe

"SHUT-UP"

Scrubbie still hasn't spoken.

"SHUT-UP"

Ahhhh - I didn't even need to say anything. LOL.

Oh - don't be fooled. JR loves the attention. Let's face it, we boys ALL love the attention. LOLOL.

So - as you can see - Scrubbie is laughing his arse off.

But - I mentioned at the top of this posting that I was also feeling terribly threatened.

You see - How did Dude #2 know JR wasn't my HUSBAND????!!!!!!

HMPH. Scrub's gotta go give dude a beatin'.

Lookie Lookie

Hey gang - wanna see the kid in action today? The wee fart is off SnowBoardin' today.

If yer tryin to see him - he's the one in the grey coat and black toque. Can't miss him.

CLICK HERE

A personal invitation.

Inspiring, wasn't it?

Hey kids - Scrubbie here. Ya, I caught a few moments of the new President of the Red, White and Blue being sworn in and his first remarks as Commander In Chief.

Whoops - time for a Scrubbie Aside. Excuse me a moment.

"Mr. President. Scrubbie here. Hey - congrats! Congrats to you, the wife, the kids. New pad. New job. Yikes - busy days, eh? So - I understand your first family road trip will be to the Great White North. Well, I tell ya, we are just as pleased as punch. Seriously. I am sure there are gonna be oodles of Canucks sayin so, but let me throw in my touque and say WELCOME to Canada, eh. Grab a Timmies, meet up with our big dude, Steve Harper, have a chat and make yourself at home. Canada is glad to have you as a neighbour and pal. And, if you and the wife are lookin for somethin' a little more down to earth - drop me a note. The Scrubbie fam would be only too happy to have ya'll over for a cuppa tea and a light lunch. I promise - Hurricane Rona wont be anywhere to be found. Cheers."

Ok kids - I'm back. Thanks.

So - to all our US pals - way to go kids. Personally, Scrubbie thinks ya'll did great and givin' Obama a promotion. Good call.

Finally - and in true All-Canadian fashion - let me take a moment to comment on the weather. HOLY FRACK! IT'S FRACKIN' COLD OUTSIDE! Geez.

Where's the Loo?

It's Obama-mania! Even up here in the Great White - everything on the tube is all about Obama. Everything in the paper is about Obama. And, everything on the radio is about Obama. I tell ya kids - this is a big thing!

I really do want to congratulate our neighbours to the South because tomorrow is a big day. It is a day that is truely ushering in change for the good 'ol U S of A. And, cause Scrubbie's gots cuzins and family who sport the Red White and Blue (as well as bein a Canuck - neighbours and friends of the States)... I am quite interested in the comin's and goin's of those south of the border.

Sadly - Scrub's gotta work tomorrow through the whole thing. But, as we all know, CNN has it's graphics ready and I am very sure that for the next 48 hours - they will be replaying every livin' moment of the historic event at regular intervals and, of course, with their analysts - they'll be scrutinizin' every sentence, every word and every syllable that anyone who is anyone says. I'll catch it later.

Seriously though - from all of us in the land of the Maple Leaf and the Beaver, Back Bacon and beer that really does taste like beer - Scrub wishes all his Yankee friends the very best. Congrats kids.

Scrubbie would have been there up on the podium with the wife and the kid - sharin' good times with Barack and Michelle and all... right in the thick of it... but like I said... gotta work tomorrow. And, to be honest - I am kinda glad I ain't gonna be there. Bein' in the spotlight like that - on stage and all - TV camera's everywhere - Secret Service all over me... just makes me gotta go pee. Hate that.