Monthly Archives: May 2012

Oh, for heaven’s sake, shave already.

     I don’t know about you, but I have grown very tired of the five o’clock or later shadow look on men.  Gentlemen, either shave or don’t, but if you don’t at least trim that dirty looking mess on your face into some form of neatness.  I prefer a clean-shaved look. 

     Truth be told, I’ve never been overly fond of The Curmudgeon’s hairy pet that crouches on his upper lip.  It tickles when we kiss.  It stores food at times–not a pleasant sight, and as it has grayed it really lost its looks.

     Who told actors that the grungy faced look was attractive?  Maybe once in a while but it isn’t a look that wins the ladies.  I don’t know too many women who love men who wear brambles on their faces.  Sigh, I sure do miss seeing handsome, cleanly shaved men.  Will Hollywood ever bring them back?  One can hope.

Sunday in the garden…

I can’t wait for this iris to bloom–it’s my black one. 

Still waiting for the blue and yellow ones to open too.

Mother’s day

 My beautiful Mother.  She’s gone five years now.  Mom, I love you, I miss you and I wish you were here.

My father took this picture of her in the Philippines sometime in the early 50’s.

Five years…it doesn’t seem that long. 

My phone number hasn’t changed in 38 years…and yet…

Well, those of you who know…

Know that my Mom and Dad are spinning in their graves.

Breaking in a new vet

     Breaking in a new veterinarian isn’t something one does every day.  Our vet of over 20 years suddenly retired due to ill-health, we weren’t warned ahead of time so were a bit in shock when we tried to make an appointment for Patty with him and got the surprising news that he was no longer there.

     The clinic has two new vets that we’ve never met so we had to make a quick choice.  We chose the one our vet had mentored and who has two terriers, a Westie and a Cairn.  Patty’s appointment was with her yesterday. We went with a great deal of concern, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a new vet.

     We shouldn’t have worried.  Patty liked her.  Patty kept giving her kisses.  That’s a huge plus. She checked Patty’s arm pit lump and decided that it was most likely a fatty tumor and we should just monitor it.  If it grows larger in size, we’ll have her remove it.

     Next we get to see what Gavin thinks of having a new vet.  Since he does love women it might be easier on him.   Knowing him, that should be a very interesting appointment.  We did warn her about him and his quirks.

Yesterday’s garden finds

 

 

 

 

 

The PW Conference nears

     As this week dwindles and next week grows nearer, my excitement mounts.  I can’t wait to get to Lancaster for the Pennwriters conference!

     I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait.  I’m worse than a kid on Christmas eve now.

     If you are a writer and you want to try a conference, I say come to PW’s!  Check out our site at http://www.pennwriters.org All the information about the conference is there for you to read at your leisure.

They do love their Daddy!

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The iris and columbine are beginning to bloom

Yes, the garden needs a good weeding.  No, I haven’t had the energy to do it.

These iris are along the driveway.

This lovely blue one is in the side garden by the sweet gum tree.

The first of the columbine plants to bloom.  I may have lost one this winter…

I never get a whole banana…ever.

Daddy said you had nanners over here…Want some.

 

Want some too!

Yard work…

     The Curmudgeon wearing his ice filled vest to keep him cool while he mows.  It helps a lot!

Don’t tell anyone but Patty likes to have her teeth brushed

     After the last vet dental bill on Gavin, and the availability of a new doggie toothpaste at the vet’s office, Gavin and Patty get their teeth brushed every night.  It’s funny to watch them.

     Patty is first.  She ducks her head down as low as possible, making me have to bend and reach, but if you look at the other end, her tail is wagging like crazy.  Once I get her jaw in my hand, lift her lips, and start brushing her tail wags even faster.  However, that’s not how I know she likes it.

     Gavin is next.  He ducks.  I catch.  I brush.  Done.  Except that every single time Patty comes over and tries to get a lick in on his teeth. 

     Hehehe!  She likes the beef flavored doggie toothpaste.

     You all have a good one!

I hate grocery shopping more and more

     The store wasn’t crowded so that wasn’t it.  The clerk at the check out was neither surly nor slow, she was quite pleasant and quick.  I hate trudging down aisle after aisle, loading bag after bag into my car, and then unloading the car once I get home.  Even putting the things away has become more a hateful chore than anything.

      By the time I get the car unloaded and the groceries put away I’m so tired I can hardly see straight.  All I want to do is go take a nap.  However, that’s not possible because it is almost dinner time.

     I have dogs barking at me for their dinners.  The Curmudgeon asking me, “What’s for dinner?”  Can I stop and take a short break for maybe five minutes? 

     Okay, now give me a little cheese to go with my whine…we all need to whine occasionally.

     You all have a good one!