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Lucy and Gavin

Lucy and Gavin

 If you can’t eat it or play with it, just pee on it and walk away.

Wanna go out and play?


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I could easily become a hermit

There are days where having a bit of quiet can make your entire week bearable.

Too bad quiet is a foreign concept around here.

And so we begin another week.

love-him-or-shoot-himSo fitting …




I’m tired…so tired…

I swear this week took everything out of me.

I haven’t been this tired since The Curmudgeon was in the hospital.

Four days of 8:24 a.m. idiot phone calls, not getting back to a nice REM sleep afterwards, and the dogs deciding they wanted out and breakfasts. It all did me in.

There’s not enough coffee in the world.


30th anniversary of Labyrinth

I bought the anniversary DVD. I had to, it is one of my favorite movies.

Hard to believe it was 30 years ago that it came out.


Busy day

We started with a Target run. The Curmudgeon wanted me to stock up on coffee and I needed to pay on the charge.

He called me as I stood in line to pay my bill.

I forgot I had a hair appointment. Therefore our next stop was the salon. I ran in to profusely apologize for forgetting my appointment. She told me she’d cut it ‘now.’ So I ran out to car to tell G to come in. So glad it never takes long to cut my hair.

Next stop, I took G out to lunch at Ringer’s Roost again.

Then we went to the farmers market.

Now I am so tired I keep dozing off. However, I did remember to water the flowers on the porch tonight.

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Look what the squirrels missed!

I kept it hidden in an onion bag as it grew. The bag even had onion skins in it.

They didn’t find it.

I picked it today.


An animal sort of day…

4:30 a.m. Lucy had to go out.

Next time I check the yard first.

We had a very close call with a certain black and white critter. Good thing the critter was young and dumb and it surprised Lucy and she was not looking for it.

Although she did give me a start when she was all ‘oh hey! Let’s play!’

So very glad young and dumb decided to run for the back and not stand his ground. We might have had a smelly time on our hands/paws.

I am glad I always take the dogs out on a leash. I hauled her butt in the door as fast as I could.

skunksAnd that began our day.

Later, around noon, I had to run The Curmudgeon to have his stitches checked.

To get to the doctor’s office, I drive past a local lake and always look for the swan. Got to see him!

Then just a bit further down the road I glanced up a tall embankment and got a real thrill. A red fox ran along the upper part of the bank. I haven’t seen a fox since we lived in Colorado back in the late 60s.



How good is the warranty?

Well, this will be the third or fourth time Raymour and Flanigan has come to fix or replace The Curmudgeon’s lounge chair.

They replaced it once and fixed it at least twice.

He’s hard on his chair because that’s where he is all day, every day, he is in his chair.

This time part of the mechanism for the foot rest sheared off and dropped to the floor, leaving him stranded with his feet up.

Sort of reminded me of a turtle on its back.

Finally got the foot rest down and hauled the ottoman over to his chair. Told him, “use this until they fix the chair.”

hpim2589Today’s Tee shirt–the black one.

Nothing like a night time ER run

So, Lucy and I were cuddling on the couch (read that as ‘we were dozing’) when a sudden *CRASH* from upstairs rattled the house.

With heart racing I dashed up the steps hollering, “are you okay? WTF happened?”

Found The Curmudgeon down, wedged between his bed and his walker.

Then I saw the blood.

You know how facial and scalp cuts bleed like crazy?


I ran for paper towels slapped them on the side of his face told him, “you know what to do…put pressure on it. You’re going to need stitches.” and ran to call our doctor’s ER to see how late they were open.

Then I got G over to help me get him into the car and to go along with us.

I was right.

Three stitches.

Alcohol suit up


I wish I could find my enthusiasm

Usually by this time each year I am almost giddy with excitement over Halloween’s approach.

No so much this year.

I’m not even looking forward to trick or treat night yet, much less decorating.


Lazy day picture day

Put my book downToday’s Tee shirt

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HPIM4792Gavin and The Curmudgeon

Enabled at the Target Halloween shop

Each year I add at least one new prop. Yes, usually with G enabling me. I easily could have spent more and I haven’t even hit Spirit Halloween yet.


Quiet days around here are good days

The pups were enjoying a lazy day while The Curmudgeon sat engrossed in his TV programs.

I managed to get a few things done and the mowers have the yard mowed, including the filled in pond area. (Usually I try to have that area weed whacked because of stones and cement blocks still there from the pond.) I hadn’t gotten around to doing it and the weeds stood quite tall. It looks nice now.

I still have to get out there and pull the overgrown vines and bind weed off the miniature lilac and the shed.

Weather permitting I will get it done.

HPIM5063Or not…