Dinner at Joyce’s (last part)

So…there I was… at Joyce’s…on the couch…with about 9 Stone beers in my system…with Joyce sitting next to me dressed in some kind of nightgown thing that wasn’t really a nightgown. Whatever it's called. But I had other problems. It was pretty clear that the next thing on the schedule was not changing the sim … Continue reading Dinner at Joyce’s (last part) →

Dinner at Joyce’s (part 2)

So Joyce had served me the appetizer of the three course dinner she had cooked for me when I went over to have her put the sim card from my old phone into the new iPhone X she’d bought me. We were in the dining room by candlelight, and I could tell that it was … Continue reading Dinner at Joyce’s (part 2) →

Back to the iPhone

In case y’all missed the end of my last Disneyland post, the answer to the question you’ve all been wondering about is: Yes. I kept the iPhone X Joyce gave me. It sat on my bureau for almost a week, until I just decided to open the dang thing. I thought about Meemaw’s advice and I … Continue reading Back to the iPhone →

Meemaw’s Advice about Joyce

When I need good advice, I turn to Meemaw. And I needed good advice about the Joyce situation. I don't usually stress out. This was stressing me out. So I got on the phone the next morning before work and called Meemaw up. On her land line. She’s got a cell phone, but she hates … Continue reading Meemaw’s Advice about Joyce →