Monthly Archives: July 2017
I don’t need another time sucker
I live with a Time sucker. He tends to drain me of most of my time.
I am guilty of allowing a couple of computer based time sucks into my life.
I play two online games, I write this blog, and I’m on Facebook.
No, I don’t need to add more time suckers to my daily life. I have to set a timer to keep me from becoming glued to the ones I do have.
Today’s Tee shirt
So, NPR set the Trumplets off
Hysterically funny.
NPR tweeted the Declaration of Independence and proved we have way too many ignorant people out there in this world.
The Trumplets thought it was an anti-Trump campaign. Duh, people, have you not read our nation’s most precious document?
Well, I guess if the shoe fits….
Always had dogs
We’ve always had dogs.
The first dogs I remember are the father and son duo we had in Maryland, big, fluffy collies. Lad and Rex. I remember Rex the most.
Next dogs my family had were poodles. Lots of miniature poodles. This is me with 4 of the puppies my parents bred.
When I got married, I brought along my Siamese cat. We got a German Shepherd. He lived with us for 7 years then developed a neurological problem and we had to have him PTS.
Then we got our first Bull Terrier. We’ve had Bull terriers for 37 years.
We had BBQ ribs for dinner
Thank you Deckle. Your dry rub recipe is my go to for ribs every time.
The slow cooker, loaded with ribs that were in a dry rub for 24 hours, had us going crazy all day yesterday while they cooked.
By dinnertime we were positively starved.
Tonight we’ll have roasted chicken.
Today’s Tee-shirt
As each day passes…
I am more and more disgusted by #45.
I find I am less tolerate of acts of stupidity by all people.
I keep wishing for a beach house and being able to spend the rest of my life there.
I cannot stand the sound of #45’s voice.
I cannot believe how low people can sink in their depths of depravity, cruelty, and traitorous cowardice.
If it isn’t fireworks it thunderstorms
Poor, poor Lucy suffers through another day of pure hell for her.
Fireworks to the left of her ….thunder to the right…
At least she manages to go hide herself in her crate and stays there until she feels safe enough to face the world again.
There’s no stopping Mother Nature but I’d sure like to shove a few bits of fireworks up a few asses and light them up.
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