I have three collections.

1. Bull Terrier figurines and things. Putting this collection on hold. I have far too many and sort of getting rid of some.
2. Tee shirts. One can never have too many.
3. And finally Gargoyles, mine range in size from tiny to an outdoor six-foot tall torch holder.

I added a new Gargoyle the other day.

Spent the day being pestered by a mosquito determined to give me a record number of bites in one day.

Not to mention flying in my face at odd times doing landings and take offs. Then there were the flits between my eyes and my glasses.

If ever I wanted a mosquito (or probably more, all the bites and pestering couldn’t have come from only one.) dead.

I wanted this one (or those) very dead.

It’s so nice to have the weather cool enough to turn of the air conditioners and open the house.

The last few nights were almost cold. Great sleeping weather!

It has both dogs acting feisty and more ornery than normal. Crazy critters. They both bug The Curmudgeon to get him to play. It’s good for him and for them.

It’s a darned shame that hurricane Hermine is heading our way to wreck it.

Trap worked and we relocated one squirrel.

Hope he enjoys his new home…

I am so glad we have clowns for dogs. Though they do drive me to distraction most days, they also manage to make me laugh.

I have so many days where I feel exhausted and mentally drained beyond all possibility. Days where I am one thin thread from losing it altogether.

Then one of these two nut balls does something so totally off the wall that it gives me a good giggle, or better yet, there are those moments when they go for the belly laugh.

I boldly go nowhere. I spend far too much time at home.

Inside.

What if things sounded like this:

I boldly go to the basement and do laundry.

I boldly enter the grocery store and as I subsequently leave, breathe a sigh of relief if I spend less than one hundred dollars.

I boldly take the dogs out.

Yeah, that will never fly.

Has embraced it.

My car is set up so I can use my phone hands free when needed.

I just, last night, downloaded a grocery list app because the last time G and I went to the grocery store, I forgot my list. Shopping by memory doesn’t always work. I missed several items.

The app I am using is a simple grocery list app and, so far, I like it. We’ll see how it works when I actually use it to shop next week.

I am, however, totally addicted to my Zen Koi game.

When one gets a good night’s sleep one is a more pleasant person…mostly.

Can I help getting a bit upset when given notice an hour before that The Curmudgeon had a neurologist appointment he’d long forgotten to have me put on my reminder list?

Hell no!

I have to take him.

I had plans.

So much for my plans. Screwed again.

Nothing new. I’m always last.

Today’s Tee shirt

That I can accomplish absolutely nothing on a daily basis.

Yet, I don’t sit more than a few minutes at a time.

I am constantly on the move.

I only get about 4 or 5 hours of sleep a night.

Exhaustion is my constant companion.

Today, the laundry basket made it to the top of the basement steps…never did get it down to the washer.

Nope, because as I headed for the basement door, Gavin decided he needed to go out. When I brought him in, Lucy had to go.

Then, The Curmudgeon needed this and wanted that, and by the time I thought about taking the laundry down to the basement to wash it, it was time to get started on dinner.

Most days are another version of this.

Sigh… A beach, some peace and quiet, all alone even if only for a few days…

Weather is improving.

Cooler temperatures are creeping in and soon we can turn off the AC at night.

Wish we could open the house in the daytime but we have one of those neighbors who thinks everyone wants to hear his bass booming, window rattling loud music all the time. I like rock and roll, I am not, in the least, fond of his style of music.

Poor Lucy got into some mischief and ate a strap off a small flashlight.

Rather than wait and see if it passed and risking the possibility of her having some real trouble with it later, we gave her some peroxide to get her to throw it up.

She was not happy about it for two reasons.

1. She’d just had her dinner and it meant no food until breakfast then.
2. Like old Malcolm–she does NOT like to vomit. She clamps her jaws shut to try to stop it and will fight it for as long as she can almost passing out in the process (just like Malcolm).

Unhappily for her, we had success. Happily for us, the strap came up and we won’t have to worry about an emergency vet trip later.

Dogs….we love them fiercely.

Isn’t it morning yet? I’m starbin!!!

*Flops into chair.*

I wonder why that song keeps running through my head, no, not really. It is so steamy hot outside, I’d swear I was in the swamp lands of Florida or Louisiana.

The real feel temperature today was 105 degrees add to that 85% humidity and you have a recipe for disaster.

The Curmudgeon is, at this time, forbidden to go outside even with his ice vest on.

The dogs don’t want to be outside any longer than necessary.

I feel like I can’t breathe out there.

I’d be happier next to water.

Oh, never download the Zen Koi game on your phone if you don’t want a total time suck in your life.

Yeah, I did.

http://zenkoigame.com/