I hate grocery shopping but this time wasn’t so bad.
I needed to go grocery shopping, my list had grown overlong. I hate grocery shopping and put it off for as long as I can. Yesterday, was that time.
The Curmudgeon decided to come along so he could get a haircut at the salon next door to the grocery store while I shopped. A little over halfway through my shopping he appeared, driving an electric grocery cart, willing to take part of my list and doing a bit of shopping.
It’s been a long time since he’s gone shopping with me. I appreciated it since he saved me about ten minutes. Although, he needs to learn to wait near the registers when he finishes his part so I don’t have to hunt for him at the end. LOL!
Now, he may not be able to help me load and unload the car but having him along for company and not having to shop completely alone was nice.
Someone was tired when we got home.
The best laid plans…
I’d planned to move bricks to build the new garden area yesterday. That didn’t happen.
Instead, for some odd reason, I washed dog bedding and bathed a certain little Lucy dog. Just as well, since she’s off to see the vet on Friday for her follow-up.
Next time that Mommy person puts dis wed baving suit on me I will hide.
You haz bedder habs a cookie for me Daddy person.
I am tired…
Right after I finish posting this, I am going to go take a nice shower. I can’t stand myself. Why? Well, I worked my buns off cutting down and putting all the vines from the shed in trash bins.
The vines were top-heavy and pulled the trellis down along with the drip guard of the shed.
Four big bins worth. I topped the bins off with a couple of tulip poplar branches that were over the hood of my van. Maybe now the birds will stop pooping on it.
Bedtime around here is always a hoot
Behind me, one of those crates is bouncing about. Yep, you’d be right if you guessed the grey one with the little girl in it. She’s fixing her bedding for the night.
She just did a wild hucklebutt moments before ending with her piling into her crate and then sticking her head out to make sure I knew she was ready for bed.
Gavin just barks at me to cover his crate. LOL! What a pair they are.
You all have a good one!
It’s a dog’s life
It’s all about a nice stretch out on the rug….
And a snuggle with Dad…
Privacy please!!!! No pupparatzi!
Too hot for him to handle
Ninety degrees yesterday. This meant I had a ‘jolt me out of a sound sleep give me a headache to start my day’ phone call from The Curmudgeon to say he couldn’t walk well enough to take care of Gavin but Lucy was done. I’m happy he tried but unhappy that he probably would have been able to do both dogs had he just worn his ice vest to keep him cool.
Why didn’t he wear his ice vest you ask? I asked him the same effing question. I have no idea what is so difficult about putting it on before he gets too warm and collapses.
I hate this effing disease that has taken away the strong man I married.
I can’t wait for him to get his cart. He still doesn’t know about it. Everyone will love the delivery of it. His surprise? Priceless!
You okay Daddy?
What triggers your migraine?
I had a migraine headache yesterday and the day before, first ones I’ve had in a long time. I got them thanks to my neighbors. You see, for me, one of the things that will trigger a migraine is the odor of petroleum products. That’s why I go to a full service station and don’t pump gas.
A few of our neighbors decided to barbecue and they all went overboard with the charcoal lighter fluid. Instant headaches for me. This is why I love my gas grill. No charcoal lighter fluid to make me sick for days.
I have many friends whose migraines are triggered by perfume, that’s why I stopped wearing it a long time ago. The only time perfume will trigger one for me is when some idiot bathes in it. Seriously people, perfume and aftershave should not be worn by the gallon. A drop or two will do ya just fine. There’s a fine line between smelling nice and just plain stinking.
You all have a good one!
It waz a walk in da park!
Da Momma person and da Auntie G took me to da park!
Da Momma sayz I am a berry busy girl and must’ve walked free times as far as she did.
How is dat possible?
I walked wib her.
I met a lot ob nize peoplez.
Da Momma person splained to each one that this was my first time at da park and she wanted to socialize me, what eber dat means, would dey tawk to me and petted me? Dey was all berry nize.
Da Momma person sayz I should be tired but I iz not.
Quiet…
Too darned quiet.
Where did that dog go?
Yeah, better get up and see what Lucy is up to.
I check her crate, I check the kitchen, I check upstairs. Panic sets in when I can’t find her. Finally I see two white ear tips over the half-door between the kitchen and back porch. Guess who is on the back porch.
“There you are!”
Tail wags. “I got stuck out here.”
“That will teach you to mess with gates and doors that you shouldn’t be messing with, won’t it?”
“Not really. I’m a Bull Terrier.”
“Well, at least you didn’t shred anything.”
“Wait. Like I said, I’m a Bull Terrier. I’m just lulling you into a false sense of security.”
And so it begins.
Swamp dog…NOT!
When they built the apartment building behind us, they didn’t care that they let the run off go through our yard. Yes folks, we have a veritable river going through our yard during heavy rains.
I don’t think Lucy likes swamps. She wasn’t thrilled with the soggy yard after all the heavy rain last evening. Maybe she’d like some galoshes. I wonder if I can get her some to match mine?
Gavin doesn’t mind the swampy grass and all the mud. The proof is in the footprints on my kitchen floor. I think he goes out of his way to find the mud. He likes to make happy puppy prints on the floors.
You all have a good one and…stay dry.
Some days you’re the bug…
Other days you are the windshield. It was a bug day today. I swear I felt my ass go through my face more than once.
It’s no fun to find out that, although technically you aren’t overdrawn at the bank, you are low enough on balance that you can be overdrawn in an instant. This is what happens when The Curmudgeon puts payments on two loans using way more money than necessary.
A dear friend was raked over the coals because of something I said. Makes me feel like crap and it is so unfair. People should grow up and be the adults they are meant to be. High school is long past and they need to realize it.
“Before you speak ask yourself: Is it kind, is it necessary, it is true, does it improve upon the silence?” ― Shirdi Sai Baba.
Once the sun comes out around here again…one of these days…
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