Alley Cat No More

Edison is accustomed to a down duvet and central AC

Beggy dog headed to the vet

She's the best really. She needs routine blood work shots and an ear check

http://www.docsidevet.com/

The WTF of the Day

Ouch. That's one freebie I think we all should take a pass on!

Kitchenware in the Bedroom II

Here a random cup and saucer holds safety pins removed from clothes that were at the cleaners. When Its full, I put them in a bag and give them back to the cleaner to re-use. (You can do the same with those obnoxious wire hangers too!)

Kitchenware in the Bedroom

Is not peverse (at least not this stuff). It can hold perfumes and other grooming accoutrements.

Ugh

I literally hadn't dusted this room since the Bush administration. I'm not rally sure what the hell I was waiting for? It finally got the best of me tonight. Typical d, its 9:15 C is going to want to go to bed and I have the place ripped apart. . .

C says: "It smells clean up here?"

Finished Alligator

Happy Father's Day!!!

This pic is tremendously important to my Father and me. I was standing in a tangle of poison ivy. Dad yelled for me to get out. I was otherwise involved. And as soon as he yelled, it became a battle of wills. This was my first memorable act of defiance. I was three years old.

Discussed this pic with Dad. . .He's terribly allergic to poison ivy. He knew he couldn't come in after me. . .I knew I was exactly where I wanted to be.

And so it goes with fathers and daughters. . . .

Dad's always want to help their little girls and at some point, their little girls no longer need saving. For me it happened in a poison ivy tangle at the age of three, and again about thirteen in a red Corvette, and again nearly a decade later in a cabrio convertible. . .until finally My Father and I found ourselves together at sunset, in his corvette convertible.

And at that moment, I realized then more than ever he wasn't "saving" me. He wasn't the knight on a white horse. I wasn't his princess.

He was better. I was more.

He is my best friend. My Dad.

And I'm sorry I was so stubborn.

Yet somehow, I think he appreciates it.