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Another senior moment
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Earlier, much earlier, I had an idea and thought, “wow, that’d make a great blog post!” I didn’t make a note, should have. For the life of me I can’t remember what was so brilliant.
Is it any wonder that every flat surface in my house is covered with sticky notes?
They aren’t just my sticky notes, The Curmudgeon has his share of them too. His are far more cryptic than mine. For example, do you have any idea what sw=E4 Z22 2:30 means? Neither do I.
Mine are more like, livingroom rugs 11′ by 8′ and 8′ by 5′. Then there’s “Dn’t fgt Lot ticks.” Easy peasy right?
However, here I am writing away and I still can’t remember what that brilliant idea for a blog post was, DUH.
Posted in Writing
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Doggoned, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011, Writer, Writing
Hey, I really did need more books…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I ordered three new books today, The Thinker’s Thesaurus, Word Painting, and The Wrong Word Dictionary. It’s Signals catalogues fault. I found The Thinker’s Thesaurus in it and didn’t like the price so I went online and found it on Amazon for five dollars less.
You know how Amazon is, they always offer you suggestions “if you like that you might like this’ and that’s how I ended up buying the other two books. {Sigh} I’m weak.
Posted in Writing
Tags: Author, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Doggoned, Multiple Sclerosis, Writing
She’s baa-ack and creepier than ever.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I really could’ve gone the enitre year without having the Target lady show up on their commercials again. Please Target make her go away, she’s downright creepy. She’s the stuff of nightmares.
I’m sure I’m not only person completely creeped out by her. I’ve begun to change the channel the instant she shows up on the screen. Is this good advertisement?
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011, Writer
Crazy Bull Terrier day
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Take two bull terriers add a sunny brisk day and you have chaos. Gavin and Patty were like two three-year-old kids on a sugar, over activity, and a we-swiped-Mom’s-coffee high.
Hyperactivity at its worst. When they weren’t bouncing off the walls and each other The Curmudgeon and I were targets of their over zealous glee and mischievous mirth.
It was with great relief on our parts when three o’clock rolled around and both were looking for The Curmudgeon to go up for his usual nap. They were tired. He went upstairs, both dogs dashed for their crates, and waited for me to shut the doors, give them cookies, and cover the doors with their towels.
Five minutes later the snores coming from the crates were proof that they aren’t as young as they once were. They snored for two hours straight. I had to wake them for dinner.
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
Leaf blower/mulcher works like a dream!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
With a yard full of leaves and not being exactly eager to rake them, I ordered a leaf blower/mulcher from Amazon a couple of days ago. It arrived yesterday. The Curmudgeon has one in the shed, but it is gas powered and weighs a ton–I cannot use it. I am now the proud owner of a Greenworks electric blower/mulcher with metal impeller.
I spent the afternoon outside moving leaves to the street where the city will pick them up. A few times I had a cross breeze that brought to mind the saying about ‘herding cats.’ I had to quit when it got too dark to see. Half of the yard is finished.
When I went inside, I had two dogs that were crossing their legs, doing the pee pee dance, and they were HUNGRY. The Curmudgeon was hungry too. Oops, my bad.
Another sunny day today means I’ll try to finish the yard…
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Doggoned, Home, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
Never a dull moment and always a bruise or two…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I took a shower, pulled on clean jeans and shirt, went downstairs to have some coffee, breakfast, and head out to buy groceries and dog food.
In that short amount of time before I left to go to the pet and grocery stores, my clean jeans acquired muddy paw prints, dog slobber, and my shirt held some spots of coffee. I always look so fashionable at home.
I had four new bruises on my legs from Gavin jumping into my lap (thus the wearing of the coffee) and Patty had managed to squash my big toe in her rush to get to the back door first.
The dogs had my first yogurt since they’d tripped me and made me drop it. I got the second one to myself…thank goodness for baby gates.
Carrying in groceries would be a real trick if it weren’t for dog crates. Especially since I carried in a forty pound bag of dog food and a bag containing dog biscuits and two new Nylabones. Yes, the singing began when they caught the first whiff.
That was my day…How was yours?
Posted in Dog related, My blog
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
Oh, muse of mine, return to me
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Oh, please muse of mine come kick me in the a** and jump-start my writing. Seek me out and hold a gun to my head–make me write.
Take the blank spaces in my brain and fill them to overflowing with words. Make the words dance and the voices come back to sing operas.
Make my fingers fly over the keyboard telling the tales locked up inside me.
Tags: Author, Bones, Books on writing, Doggoned, Novel writing, Post A Day 2011, Writer, Writing
Picture day!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011, Rescue Dogs
What are you thankful for this year?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’m thankful that I survived my heart attack. I’m thankful for The Curmudgeon’s love. I’m thankful for two Bull Terriers who give us their unconditional love.
I’m thankful for having such wonderful and loving Aunties, and Cousins. I’m thankful for good and loving friends who are with us through thick and thin.
I’m thankful that you stop by and read my little blog from time to time.
Posted in Holidays
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
I’m going to get my exercise…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I think I finally have all the Halloween decorations on the second floor ready to take to the attic to pack away until next year. I know, it’s the lazy way to do it. However, trudging two flights of stairs on many trips is not my idea of fun.
This way I can pile everything by the attic door and then haul it all up in as few trips as possible.
Since I don’t do Christmas decorations, I’m done with attic trips for the year.
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
Incentive helps
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The Curmudgeon carried the ladder upstairs yesterday. This was a hint for me to take down the light fixture at the top of the stairs. I’ve put this off for quite a while, but night before last the second light blew so I needed to replace both of them.
(Another reason I put it off was it was filthy from the leaky roof–which is now fixed.)
Therefore yesterday afternoon I went up the ladder, took down the glass fixture, washed it, replaced the two light bulbs with new energy-efficient light bulbs, and put up the clean glass fixture.
Oh my gosh, I forgot how bright that light was. Now I can see how dirty the stairs and hallway are…
I bet you know what I’ll be doing today.
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
Paper is to clutter as ….
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I can clean off my desk, I can clear the kitchen table, however, they never stay paper free. A single piece of paper becomes a magnet for many more. Once that first paper hits the table or desk, my clutter free area is doomed.
I swear the paper breeds faster than rabbits or mice. My recycling bin is always full.
Is there some sort of scientific phenomena that explains this occurence?
How do you tame your paper?
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bones, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Dead, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Post A Day 2011
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