~T
February 28, 2009
NEW TIP!!!
If you have hairy pets that have no concept of boundaries, use old sheets to protect furniture! hahah
Just Throwin' it Out There - On my Mind
For some reason had a hankering for Meatloaf. . .The music. . .Not a vegetarian verson. Miss my Uncle R every - single - day - of - my - life.
I don't think I'll ever get over my (innocent) crush on him. He was the best!!
He gave the best advice!
Thank goodness he warned us about how you "see paradise by the dashboard lights." I've never worn a skirt the same since. hahaha
He would also think I heart Turds is pretty amusing!
I don't think I'll ever get over my (innocent) crush on him. He was the best!!
He gave the best advice!
Thank goodness he warned us about how you "see paradise by the dashboard lights." I've never worn a skirt the same since. hahaha
He would also think I heart Turds is pretty amusing!
February 27, 2009
End of Another Rough Week
Hopefully Spring brings with it a sense of renewed faith in ourselves, one another, the economy, the country, and the world!
I'm optimistic but I'm also a realist. We have a lot of hard work to do. It will be good for all of us to figure out what's important, where we've been, and where we're headed.
Everyone I know feels unsettled and maybe even a little angry. That's ok so long as we don't get too engrossed in the negative. There are a lot of positive, beautiful things happening all around us everyday - if we remember to look for them. (So I try to remind myself when I find Tilghman has once again TCB in the basement!)
Invited Sister T (who very likely will demand to be referred to in another fashion) to post. As she said, her whole life is blog-worthy. . .And her writing is hilarious. We'll see if the sweetest of all sisters steps up and becomes the moderator (as she always has been) for this little project!
Have a great photo awaiting in the back yard. . .An honest home eck wreck. . .I think only the morning light will do it justice!
Swear I'm going to figure out posting with the camera so I won't have to keep posting grainy Blackberry pics! And seriously, how much more should I go on about the pests err pets? One week of blogging and I realize I need a life! hahaha. Tilghman and his handy work are set to make an appearance soon!
I'm optimistic but I'm also a realist. We have a lot of hard work to do. It will be good for all of us to figure out what's important, where we've been, and where we're headed.
Everyone I know feels unsettled and maybe even a little angry. That's ok so long as we don't get too engrossed in the negative. There are a lot of positive, beautiful things happening all around us everyday - if we remember to look for them. (So I try to remind myself when I find Tilghman has once again TCB in the basement!)
Invited Sister T (who very likely will demand to be referred to in another fashion) to post. As she said, her whole life is blog-worthy. . .And her writing is hilarious. We'll see if the sweetest of all sisters steps up and becomes the moderator (as she always has been) for this little project!
Have a great photo awaiting in the back yard. . .An honest home eck wreck. . .I think only the morning light will do it justice!
Swear I'm going to figure out posting with the camera so I won't have to keep posting grainy Blackberry pics! And seriously, how much more should I go on about the pests err pets? One week of blogging and I realize I need a life! hahaha. Tilghman and his handy work are set to make an appearance soon!
February 26, 2009
With Regard to Dexter Doodle. . . .
He hates being bothered. Yet he LOVES bothering. He truly is one brave and obnoxious kitty!
Canine Good Citizen
I got this crazy idea that our pets could be therapy pets. I figure they are therapy for me so why not whore them out? The dogs have to be able to at least pass the canine good citizen test. Molly is golden. Tilghman does more tricks but is way less polished.
I was thinking about walking them to the rehab center about 6 blocks from the house Saturday and seeing if they would let us in. . .If they do, they're nuts!! But the dogs would love it. Obviously, if I thought the woofs were dangerous or aggressive, I would never parade them into such a situation.
Thinking of everyone that is facing the realities of the economic situation (myself included). I think pets help. They have lovely genuine souls. They worry not about tomorrow; rather they are content to feel joy in every tummy rub and ear massage. They give unconditional love and expect little in return. They can take us to school. Learn the lesson.
It's Ash Wednesday. . .What are we giving up for lent?
Not little gray beard.
Even though she sheds like nobody's business.
I was thinking about walking them to the rehab center about 6 blocks from the house Saturday and seeing if they would let us in. . .If they do, they're nuts!! But the dogs would love it. Obviously, if I thought the woofs were dangerous or aggressive, I would never parade them into such a situation.
Thinking of everyone that is facing the realities of the economic situation (myself included). I think pets help. They have lovely genuine souls. They worry not about tomorrow; rather they are content to feel joy in every tummy rub and ear massage. They give unconditional love and expect little in return. They can take us to school. Learn the lesson.
It's Ash Wednesday. . .What are we giving up for lent?
Not little gray beard.
Even though she sheds like nobody's business.
Lil Gray Beard Works towards Canine Good Citizen
February 25, 2009
C and the B&E
According to Shemer Bar Review (which btw is the best Bar Review on the face of Earth!) Burglary is the breaking and entering, in the dwelling house of another, at night, with the intent to commit a _____________ (felony or crime). Please don't blame Shemer!! It's been 4 years!! (Commend them for my retention in an area of law I never studied!) Seriously, they are the BEST!!!!
At any rate C had the opportunity to experience some of those elements (breaking and entering) into our house earlier today because once again he LOCKED HIMSELF OUT! This is not an isolated incident. So one would think that C would be amenable to leaving a key with one of our neighbors. . .the lovely lady that lives two doors down, the neighbor that is the police officer, the adorable family across the street who visits with their son. . .Yet no. Not so much. C would rather play burglar and attempt to bust through the window in the basement and disrupt my painting accoutrement's. (Pictured) hahaha.
Now he claims we are so much better off because he was able to troubleshoot weak points in our "security." Oh and btw, Molly barked her crazy head off. He secured the window. Says he! Security company will be here ASAP to install alarms, cameras, and armed Hispanic midgets if necessary! They will be here tomorrow to install more security.
Now what exactly are we protecting?
At any rate C had the opportunity to experience some of those elements (breaking and entering) into our house earlier today because once again he LOCKED HIMSELF OUT! This is not an isolated incident. So one would think that C would be amenable to leaving a key with one of our neighbors. . .the lovely lady that lives two doors down, the neighbor that is the police officer, the adorable family across the street who visits with their son. . .Yet no. Not so much. C would rather play burglar and attempt to bust through the window in the basement and disrupt my painting accoutrement's. (Pictured) hahaha.
Now he claims we are so much better off because he was able to troubleshoot weak points in our "security." Oh and btw, Molly barked her crazy head off. He secured the window. Says he! Security company will be here ASAP to install alarms, cameras, and armed Hispanic midgets if necessary! They will be here tomorrow to install more security.
Now what exactly are we protecting?
About I Heart Turds . . .
First of all. The entire concept makes me giggle. I can only surmise that Turds (alternative spelling Turdz) is a nick name. Cruel, but if the name fits. . .At any rate, was visiting sister T and she lives near this glorious grafittied landmark. One side proclaims "I Heart Turds."
The other (in the photo) also memorializes Turds albeit in the alternative Turdz spelling. I can't quite figure out the complete message yet but if I enlarge it and stare long enough, I'm sure I can decipher it.
I vow to get "I Heart Turds" on the other side soon. I prefer to think it was the original and far superior to the Turdz. . .something or another. . cheap imitation message.
The other (in the photo) also memorializes Turds albeit in the alternative Turdz spelling. I can't quite figure out the complete message yet but if I enlarge it and stare long enough, I'm sure I can decipher it.
I vow to get "I Heart Turds" on the other side soon. I prefer to think it was the original and far superior to the Turdz. . .something or another. . cheap imitation message.
February 24, 2009
I Vow to. . .Never Bacardi and Blog. . .
Oh wait too late! hee hee.
Now if only I can figure out how to get all the pretty pictures out of the camera and into the computer, I'll be home free.
Pretty pics from a new camera which will ALWAYS stay safely in its case since the last camera met its demise after 2 short months.
First tip: NEVER NEVER NEVER put fragile camera in a fully loaded handbag that could double as a carry-on. If you are lucky enough to actually EVER find it again, the telescoping lens might very well resemble a Pug snout. . .a dysfunctional, jammed, irreparably damaged Pug snout.
Second tip: Playing innocent and borderline stupid doesn't work. Shortly after the "incident:"
d (to Husband; hereinafter referred to as C), "I want to take a photo of the cat. He is positively radiant in his contempt of everything!"
C practically ignoring me, "Ok."
d "But I can't because the camera won't work. Hurry!"
C (in the early stages of the flu), "What do you mean the camera doesn't work?"
d "I can't get it to turn on."
C (Rising with great groaning and drama) "What did you do?" (The this time is implied).
d "I'm pressing the right buttons! Hurry he's going to move!"
C (Squinting and making condescending clucking noises), "Humph, you're right. It seems to be. . jammed. . .?"
Dreaded eye contact. . .A flicker of recognition on his face. . .
C "Baby, where has this camera been? Did you drop it?"
d (Honest answer) "No. . ."
C "Baby. . ."
d "It might have been in my purse since Joyce's happy hour. . ."
C "For shame Baby!"
d "Can you fix it?"
I can tell from his nonverbal cues he's frustrated and perhaps gassy.
d "Can I get a new one for Valentine's Day?"
Next tip: ALWAYS bounce out of the room before you hear no, maybe, or any variation thereof.
PS I got a great Valentine's Day gift but ended up replacing the camera myself. (Mostly because I wanted to take a picture of graffiti on an overpass that read "I (Heart) Turds" But that's another post!)
Now if only I can figure out how to get all the pretty pictures out of the camera and into the computer, I'll be home free.
Pretty pics from a new camera which will ALWAYS stay safely in its case since the last camera met its demise after 2 short months.
First tip: NEVER NEVER NEVER put fragile camera in a fully loaded handbag that could double as a carry-on. If you are lucky enough to actually EVER find it again, the telescoping lens might very well resemble a Pug snout. . .a dysfunctional, jammed, irreparably damaged Pug snout.
Second tip: Playing innocent and borderline stupid doesn't work. Shortly after the "incident:"
d (to Husband; hereinafter referred to as C), "I want to take a photo of the cat. He is positively radiant in his contempt of everything!"
C practically ignoring me, "Ok."
d "But I can't because the camera won't work. Hurry!"
C (in the early stages of the flu), "What do you mean the camera doesn't work?"
d "I can't get it to turn on."
C (Rising with great groaning and drama) "What did you do?" (The this time is implied).
d "I'm pressing the right buttons! Hurry he's going to move!"
C (Squinting and making condescending clucking noises), "Humph, you're right. It seems to be. . jammed. . .?"
Dreaded eye contact. . .A flicker of recognition on his face. . .
C "Baby, where has this camera been? Did you drop it?"
d (Honest answer) "No. . ."
C "Baby. . ."
d "It might have been in my purse since Joyce's happy hour. . ."
C "For shame Baby!"
d "Can you fix it?"
I can tell from his nonverbal cues he's frustrated and perhaps gassy.
d "Can I get a new one for Valentine's Day?"
Next tip: ALWAYS bounce out of the room before you hear no, maybe, or any variation thereof.
PS I got a great Valentine's Day gift but ended up replacing the camera myself. (Mostly because I wanted to take a picture of graffiti on an overpass that read "I (Heart) Turds" But that's another post!)
Test
Just wanted to see if I was able to figure this out without the help of my snarky, technologically superior husband!?
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