If you can’t eat it or play with it, just pee on it and walk away.
Wanna go out and play?
I’m a mystery writer–read my ‘about me’ page to find out more. Feel free to check out the excerpts from my Doggoned Mystery series and take a look at my favorite pictures of our garden and what was once our pond. The Bull Pen page has pictures of our bullies and friends.
I can’t seem to write out a single complete or coherent thought these days much less a chapter in any of my books. All I feel like doing is sleep or eat.
I try to read. My eyelids get heavy. I jolt awake when my Kindle slaps my leg.
I think I am awake and wonder who is snoring only to find it is me and the dog next to me.
So far we’ve had a decent summer here. Yes, some days were hot but nothing like what we suffered through the last two years.
These cool nights we are having are fabulous. They make for good sleeping without the constant drone of the AC. They also save us some money too.
Yesterday, I had to run my car over for inspection and its first oil change. Yes, its first one, it finally had enough mileage.
At the same time, The Curmudgeon had a neurologist appointment. I usually take him to his appointments but had to miss this one. He’s scheduled for another MRI and a blood test.
Looks like next week The Curmudgeon’s friend will stop over and get the whole house fan set up for us. I’m so glad.
Lucy and Gavin enjoy each other although at times she gets to be too much for the old boy. That’s when he asks for someone to shut him in his crate with the help me look.
Daddy put a new bit of bling on my fancy Collar my World collar.
Can you see it?
It says ‘Special Police’ on it!
Does this mean I am a police dog now?
Yesterday, The Curmudgeon was watching a program on wolves.
It caught Lucy’s Attention.
The cemetery near me has several huge horse-chestnut trees they are taking down. There is one tall trunk left by the one gate that G and I think would make a cool sculpture. However, neither one of us has any talent in that direction.
No one could pay you for your work. However, if it is done well and beautiful it would attract huge amounts of attention, thus being great advertisement of your skills.
There is a possibility of having several more large tree trunks available if one was speedy to ask the cemetery for permission and offered the sculpts as free beautification pieces. There are three views of the trunk below.
The heat got to The Curmudgeon yesterday. By the time I got up he was not in good shape, barely able to walk. It is so frustrating for him.
We had to turn the AC on. It didn’t get cool enough over night to turn it off and the forecast for today is even warmer. There goes the electric bill again.
I wish we could go solar and wind powered so we didn’t have to go broke paying for our electrical use in warm weather.
The yard work is going nowhere. I don’t seem to have the energy to tackle it. Heck, I don’t seem to have the energy to tackle much of anything these days. The feeling of being overwhelmed has only gotten worse these last couple of months.
I need to get the whole house fan installed and working so we can save a bit of money on cool nights and days. I haven’t the energy to drag myself to the attic and walk through the mess the roofer created up there to do it. Every time I see the mess up there I want to curl up into a ball and cry.
There’s too much to do and not enough of me to do it all.
Please, have a good one, at least then someone does.
Oops, I forgot to take my camera to the farmers market again. It’s not like I have a smart phone like most people. I don’t. I don’t even own an old cell phone. I’ve always hated the connected 24/7 aspect of them.
If I am not at home, I am unreachable. I like it that way. One should be allowed one’s privacy and time to oneself. One should be aware of one’s surroundings at all times.
A person shouldn’t be nose first into the screen of a phone all the time. Put them down and walk away. Teach your children to do the same.
Take that time to look at each other, talk, learn to enjoy human company again. It’s not too late and may be the best thing you ever did.
You all have a good one.
I know it would probably easier to drag myself through each day if I were medicated and numb. However, I do not want to go that route. I’ve seen how damaging that can be.
Once in a while I’ll have a glass of wine or some other drink but never more than one or two and never off into lala land. I have a need to be in control at all times.
Being drugged or drunk doesn’t work well when you have someone to take care of all the time. If The Curmudgeon falls I need to be able to help him up or, at the very least, coherently ask for help.
Twice a year I cut loose and allow myself to get a little out of control. One is over. October cannot get here fast enough this year. ;)
You all have a good one. I’m counting days.
I am very happy to have something to watch that keeps my attention. I always envied make up artists their talents. I have no talent in that area of art what-so-ever. I never could sculpt anything that looked like more than a lump of clay.
It looks as though we’re in for an enjoyable season again.
It seems we have a problem carrier for a substitute again. Claims were made that an item was attempted to deliver yesterday and notice left. Not so. We were home and there were no deliveries made and no notices left. We got no mail at all.
I can tell this wasn’t our regular carrier because he always delivers packages and will even check the back yard to see if I’m out there if no one answers the door. He’s also patient enough to wait for The Curmudgeon to get to the door.
I’m sure that whoever ‘tried to deliver’ our package yesterday will hear about it because I did write a note about not receiving a notice and no attempt had truly been made since we were home all day.
I do hate the laziness that so many of the mail-persons seem to have around here.
Happy 41 st Anniversary Dear Curmudgeon! May we have many more!
So sad to hear that James Garner died, he was always a favorite of mine.
I was going to change the theme on my blog today but they’ve changed it so that you can’t preview your own blog in the new theme. Not fun. I do like to see what it will look like before I make a change. Worst thing was having to change back when I didn’t like the new choice. What a mess having to redo everything.
No hummingbird today, how disappointing.
I’m so glad I bought cherries this week. They taste so good! Between The Curmudgeon and me they are going fast. How can we possibly resist them? Even the pups are mooching them.
Lucy and Gavin are crazy dogs. That is all I will say about that. Lunacy reigns in this household.
You all have a good one!