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Repeats of repeats of repeats of….you get the idea.
I cannot watch one more old episode of Criminal Minds without going crazy. I swear he’s watched each one a dozen times. I still watch the new ones, he hasn’t ruined the show for me yet.
Why? Why do we have to watch them? He did the same thing with all the Law and Order shows, now I can’t stand any of them.
Is this a man thing? One must watch good shows repeatedly until your wife (who at one time loved the shows) can no longer stand to even listen to them?
We have dozens of new movies stacked up waiting, nay begging, for us to watch them. I am all for a nightly movie through dinner. There’s not a thing on TV that interests me at that time of day.
Well, last night I blew a gasket and told him to put a movie on. What does he do? He puts on one I wouldn’t watch on my worst day–bought it for him to watch when I was in bed in the mornings. So then he put in one we’d seen.
“What do you mean you haven’t seen this? We watched it together.”
“I don’t remember.”
“Man, I wish I had MS brain and could forget things all the time. We watched this. There’s a huge stack of movies there that we haven’t watched…”
He pouted.
I gave in but was mean enough to tell him what was going to happen throughout.
“Oh, oh! Wait for it…Great line coming…”
He has a brand new, just bought it Tuesday last, movie in the DVD player for tomorrow.
What we watching?
Celebrities are not important to me
Facebook had me doing a short survey last night and a couple of their questions ticked me off a lot. They didn’t give a none of the above alternative so their survey is far from accurate.
The two questions were about celebrities. Do I follow them on any of these various outlets? (Twitter, Pinterest, Google, Facebook etc.) And some other stupid question. I don’t follow celebrities, I don’t seek out news about any of them. So why wasn’t there a ‘none of the above’ box to check? Talk about skewing a survey.
I know several celebrities, we’re friends. Their celebrity comes from their chosen occupation. You know their JOBS. I don’t give a flying fuck if someone is a sports star, an actor, a singer, or an author. They are individuals who do a JOB and, if they are lucky, they love what they do.
Did anyone else get sucked into that FB survey?
It came! It came! It came!
“A special box came for ME today.”
“For whom?”
“Okay, for da stinky brudder Gavin and for me.” Lucy mutters under her breath, “It’s all mine! Not da brudder’s.”
*Giggles*
*It squeaks!*
Dere’s a tenny ball inside ob it.
*Giggles*
It habs two handles so I can pway wiff Dad!
*Giggles*
*It SQUEAKS!*
*Giggles*
Meh.
Hmmm, made by Kong.
Okay, one last nibble…I’m done.
Play with me
Lately, Gavin has been bugging The Curmudgeon to play throw the KONG Genius Leo Dog Toy for him at least twice a day. It looks like good exercise for The Curmudgeon since to get the toy from Gavin he has to work at it.
You go Gavin! Make your Daddy exercise!
Bits and Bobs.
Look quickly this is my desk clean.
Lets see how long that lasts….
Hehehehe, I iz hiding unner Momma’s desk.
Waiting for the arrival of
One of my new tees.
Wore this new tee yesterday
Picture day
Rough day for the Princess.
She’s exhausterpated from doing nothing all day.
Pouncing on her brudder doesn’t count.
Does this look like the face of a brudder humping stinker?
Poor Gavin.
Letters from the pups.
Dear Readers,
Dis winter weather is too much. I do not like it one bit. When are we going to hit dat lottery dat Momma says will give us a nice warm beach house? (Deep sigh)
Momma says at least I has been a good girl and pooped outside the last two times. But I’ll tell you what, it is so cold and windy I might not go out later. If I do, I might just pee on the top step or inside at the door.
Phooey on 18 degrees and forty-five MPH winds.
Can you all tell Old Man Winter to pack his bags and leave?
Dis be Lucy signing off.
Dear Readers,
My sister is such a wuss. I go out in the snow without a hoodie and hat.
You all take care and stay warm.
Gavin.
Laughing at Lucy.
Oh, this poor girl truly hates snow and cold. She is a creature after my heart. We heartily agree that the cold and snow can go away.
She protests every trip outside and is quick to dash back in. Then she insists on a warming period on the couch all wrapped up in her fuzzy blanket. Tonight she is sporting her grey one since the gold blanket is in the dryer at the moment.
She is so different from Gavin who doesn’t mind the snow in the least and hates to be covered up.
What a pair. We love them and they always manage to make us laugh.
I hear it’s normal to want to run away…
It breaks my heart when The Curmudgeon has a bad day as he did yesterday. I also get angry. Angry at his Multiple Sclerosis and angry at him.
The disease for taking a strong man and destroying all that he once was.
Him for giving up and not fighting back. For sitting in his damned chair every day and letting the freaking disease beat him.
I wish we had a light at the end of the tunnel but we know there isn’t an end to this tunnel. Thus no light ahead of us.
Secondary progressive MS is not like cancer where you can cut away at it, radiate it, bombard it with chemo-therapy, and have some hope of regaining your life.
Yes, we have more days of hopelessness than hope.
Winter makes it ten times more depressing to be him and to be the person who loves him watching him fade away.
Somewhere there’s a beach house with my name on it. Heck, I’d take a beach shack these days.
Too too cold!
Dear Readers,
I would not go out last night for my last out without my hoodie and hat. It was too cold! I could’ve frost bited my ears, tail, and feeties!
I plunked my butt down in the kitchen and barked at Mommy when she tried to get me to go out nekkid. I would not let her take me to the back porch without my hoodie and hat.
I should have some warm booties. Momma and Daddy have warm booties. It’s not fair.
I protest this mistreatment of my princess self. I should not have to go pee and poop out in the cold, with that white stuff.
Sincerely,
Lucy, Princess extraordinaire.
Dear Readers,
My sister is an idiot. Yes, it was windy and cold but I went out without a coat and my hat.
Sincerely,
Gavin
This hat is ridiculous.
When is it going to stop?
Momma looked out the window and she says it is snowing again. NOOOOOO! This cannot be!
It is no fair! I say it should warm up and the sunshine be tickling my behind as I roll in the grass. Stupid white stuff falling from sky is not nice.
I told Momma she has to get me some boots like hers so I can walk in the white stuff without my feeties getting frozen. My name is not Elsa it is Lucy!
Stupid white stuffs. This be Lucy signing off!
*Wink* My sister is an idiot.
Signed,
Gavin
Attack of the killer dust bunnies!
I thought I’d attempt to clean my desk. It’s been a while and the dust bunnies running races across the surface and diving under the computer monitor were my first clue that it was time.
Any cleaning done around here is attempted cleaning. Why? Well, I have two dogs and a husband that all think I am their slave. I am subject to their demands from the time I get up until they all are down for the night.
And you people wonder why I am up until the wee hours of the morning and sleep in so late. Ha!
As it was, I spent most of the time clearing and cleaning off my desk while dodging around Lucy who felt she had to be the center of it all.
Three times she took of with my Swiffer duster. She felt real smart having invented a new game of chase me!
Tomorrow, after everyone is off to bed, I will attempt to clean the book cases.
You all have a good one. Lucy sure is.
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