Sunday, April 26, 2009
As for the moles. They are still moving a little. However our neighbor has killed 4 of them already in the past couple of weeks. He may be our saving grace!! Thank you Terry!!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
As we are sitting there talking about various things, I remember something so I say to hubby, "you know what? I think it was exactly 10 years ago today we had our first date."
To which he replied, "We have not been married 10 years!!"
HELLO??? Anyone there??? Anyone???
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
See this guy? I wish I could've made him bigger. We have new neighbors next door. Stacie moved away taking her beloved girls Tammy and Molly. They were good dog girls. They didn't bark much, just escaped their lush backyard on occasion worrying their mama silly. I miss those unbarking girls.
Our new neighbors? Well very young couple. Not too friendly yet. Maybe it's their generation. Maybe I need to take them cookies or tomatoes or something. Anyway they've been there about a month now. Last Friday a huge hairy something dog moved into the backyard. He even brought his own cage. Being new to surroundings he let everyone know on Friday night and early Saturday and Sunday morning that he just moved into the neighborhood. The welcoming committee must have left him off their welcome to town list. He has the deepest dog voice I've ever heard. He cooled it Sunday night. Monday night. He blew it last night. This working class gal has to get up at 4:30am and not really sure how much longer Huge Hairy can delight the new neighborhood. I always hate to complain because we have 2 hairy girls that aren't always perfect. But then again, they don't bark "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" at 2am either.
Huge Hairy may get a ticket for disturbing the peace if he don't watch out. Or worse yet, Annie may feel the need to contact the 1-800 canine hotline for neglect. Then I just might record him and send it to Dr. Phil for evaluation. Dr. Phil may have to investigate and remove Huge Hairy from his home for maladjustment reasons. Gosh, this could be embarrassing. We all may get subpoenaed to Dr. Phil's show for our own takes on the situation. I wonder if they can black out my image and disguise my voice?
Huge Hairy, I'm off to bed. I know the weather is super nice this evening. It's spring and romance is in the air. I know cause I see all the cats prowling the neighborhood with the tails hooked high in the air. Please Huge Hairy, Ignore the cats, the girls up the hill, and your other next door neighbors who scream for recreational arguments. Just ignore them. Life will get better. You can adjust Huge Hairy. Welcome to the neighborhood. Now go to sleep!!!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I love people, who after the fact, know everything there is to know about the situation. They make my funny face turn upside down. Then, knowing how bad I felt, he used the word I hate the most. WE. Yes, WE. I hate the WE word. "We'll take care of this, don't be upset." hmmm...My old endocronologist used this word a lot and I always wanted to spit in his face when it came out of his mouth. WE is just too confusing. When someone says the word WE, I accept it as you and me. Rarely is that what the speaker actually intends. I had to give hubby one point for trying. I know it will go no farther than that. However, this time he was actually smart enough to use it in a context that was somewhat appropriate. Only WE means ME. ME will have to find someone else to make ME feel stupid about the mess ME'VE created. ME will have to make phone calls from ME stupid cell phone. ME will have to pay for absolutely everything to make ME kitchen livable again. ME will have to try and repair the mess ME have made, while WE golfs or parks WE arse on the couch.
ME is going to pop the top off my diet code red mt. dew and me is going to pretend it's a strawberry daiquiri. THEN, me is going to grab a bag of peas from the freezer to soothe ME headache. After that, ME will then use the bag of frozen peas to soothe the bottom of my nice soft feet..In Hopes...of Warming them up... on WE arse...
Oh, and on top of all this, Rascal Flats is on Dancing with the Stars. What is wrong with this picture???? I'd rather watch the stars dance to bluegrass...
Monday, April 13, 2009
Oh, the things we do for love.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
An hour after the game started and it was a blustery 41 degrees. Lets factor in the wind chill, all I can say about that is, it's just too cold!!
That was awesome too. He's 88 years old and skinny as a rail. I'm not sure how he got out of that golf cart, but he did. (The young girl driving was a cutie, I bet he really didn't want to get out of that golf cart!) I'm sure it was a fantastic, memorable day for him too. It gave me chills!!
Yes ladies, I got to admire this for quite some time on Monday evening!
Pujols. Albert Pujols. A few years ago I found a tshirt for hubby that said, "GOT PUJOLS?" All the old men commented to hubby when he wore that shirt. I need to find him another.
If you can click on this photo to enlarge it, looks like Duncan is looking straight at me. I love this picture! Quite a view from where I sat!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
This was a video I took of some funky line dancing. Hubby kept walking off, so I kept taping, he had to be patient. I was having a good time. Next year I'll be dancing too. While he's chasing free stuff that is...
Okay girls, are you sure you are suppose to be doing this? I told the hubby they were Amish Girls Gone Wild. He looked at me like I had two heads. I went on to explain they left their community. I think he was wondering if that were true...
Everyone was getting their faces painted. After making the suggestion several times to hubby, he finally relented. He loved it but wished he had shaved before we came. I love his goatee/mustache, but he hates to shave. So once a week he shaves. Another good reason to shave.
I would hate this job. There were about 4 people airbrushing...
Dancing was just a part of the fun filled day. Tweety was in his element with Sylvester shaking his tail too.
Fountains were even Cardinal Red.