Wednesday, September 25, 2013

September 25, 2013 – Crazy Town

We’re living in crazy town, L and I that is. You might be too but that would be for different reasons.  Our reasons, well we have 3 of them:


Oh don’t let the innocent faces fool you, they are wreaking havoc on our once tranquil home.  See what I mean, if I thought of what our home was like with the beastly boy and the girlie as tranquil, this has to be bad.  The little white one is “Bailey” he’s my parents dog and we’re dog sitting.  He’s actually a very nice boy, the problem…. Jaime LOVES him and is beyond excited that he is here.  So if Bailey runs somewhere, mostly because his legs are so little and he’s trying to keep up with the rest of the world, Jaime thinks “OMG HE WANTS TO PLAY” and starts to bounce around him, which immediately freaks out Bailey because he fully understands that the Girlie is going to crush him.

Bailey has taught Jaime to scratch at the wood door to come inside.  Now this can be forgiveable for a dog the size of Bailey, his paw is the size of a silver dollar.  Jaime has HUGE paws and BIG nails and I just know she is going to destroy the door.  He’s also taught her to jump up at people when they come home.  Btw, “people” is L and I and it’s not enjoyable having 70 pounds of dog launch themselves at you in a frantic maneuver to bet the other two to the prize that is … well “us.”
Only 8 days to go. 

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Friday, September 20, 2013

September 20, 2013 - Jaime’s Jenga Adventure

Have you ever played that game “Jenga” where you try to remove a square block from the stack without toppling the entire structure?   On those rare occasions that I have played that game, I have not been terribly successful.

The other day I came home from work and I found this on the deck:




Many of you know that over the last few weeks I have been splitting and/or stacking wood. I still have some large logs to split but I know that there are no loose “firewood” size logs in the back yard.  Needless to say I was more than just a little concerned that I was going to look outside and find a completely toppled woodpile.

I screwed up my courage and took a look.  This is what I found:

If you look close you can see on the left the 3rd row from the bottom....
Apparently the girlie is very good at finding that one piece of wood that can be slid out of the pile safely.
Here's to hoping that she doesn't continue with this little game.  I also see some chicken wire in my future to keep the girlie from toppling the woodpile and getting hurt.

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Wednesday, September 18, 2013

September 18, 2013 – Totally Naked Lady

Here I was wondering what I was going to blog about when life just hands me a topic.

While driving home from the gym today, and not very far from home, I spotted a woman walking on the sidewalk who looked a little odd.  I was thinking “that’s weird that her clothes are all the same color.”  Then the obvious hit me, her clothes are not all the same color.  She's NAKED.  Totally naked head to toe, walking down the street covering her breasts with her arms.  Shaved head, no socks, no shoes. 
Once I realized that she was walking down the street naked, I started to pull over to ask if she was alright.  This is where I learned something about myself that I’m not entirely thrilled about.  I didn’t pull over because my very next realization was that I was afraid to pull over and ask her if she was ok. 
Now rationally I can admit that being completely naked pretty much precluded her from hiding any weapons.  It’s not like she had pockets, and I can’t tell you precisely what I was afraid of but it was enough of a moment to prevent me from pulling over and asking.  I did however phone the police to inform them because she obviously needed help.  I got about ½ way through my 1st sentence and dispatch asked “Are you calling about the naked lady?  We’re on our way.”  Shortly afterward I was out again and saw a police car, ambulance, and paramedics near where I saw the woman, so I’ll run with the idea she got help.   

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Tuesday, September 17, 2013

September 17, 2013 – That Time Again

I know I have been terrible about my blogging and I am hoping to be better/more consistent in the future,  Honestly I miss it and I have things on my mind.  Tonight those things verge on the TMI side of things but what the heck it’s never stopped me before.

So once again I found myself needing to replenish my feminine products.  Considering I am still not so patiently waiting for menopause to kick in I don’t see an end to these purchase in the near future, but that is another story.  Needless to say I have a favorite brand of tampon.  I do, and it simply could be because it’s what I have always used and a case of “it ain’t broke so why fix it.”   Although I haven’t found a need to “fix” it, it seems Playtex has found a need to make what I can only describe as a weirdly disturbing marketing change:  They have added inspirational phrases to the wrappers.  Seriously, they’ve become the fortune cookie of tampons.  I don’t know whose idea this was and it won’t make me stop buying them, but seriously folks, I do not need my tampon cheering me on with:  “You can do it” “Achieve your dreams” “Keep doing what you do best”

Ok listen, the only messages I need on my tampons are things like “Don’t maim anyone today.”  “Just breath” or “Count to 100 before screaming”

Better yet, with every tampon give me a coupon for Ben & Jerry's ice cream.  That's inspiration I could use.

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