Lucy loves them!
If you don’t know what they are, they are the pizza crusts The Curmudgeon doesn’t eat. I eat mine. I happen to like the crusts.
Anyway, he will break his crusts down into small pieces for Lucy that we dole out like we normally do with her cookies. We keep them in the flipped over lid of her cookie jar and she knows exactly where they are.
Thank goodness they are out of her reach. But she tells us where they are as often as possible.
One of her nicknames is Miss Barky McBarkison.
We would have celebrated your birthday, you and I. We would have raised a glass to honor Mom and Dad’s anniversary too.
Every day I miss you.
Every day I miss them.
If you were here, I wouldn’t be so lonely, so lost at times.
You always knew how to make me laugh when you knew I was deep in the dark of my soul. You always knew I had a deep dark in my soul.
We knew each other as only sisters can.
I wish you were with me. Every. Day.
Many of us have elections on Tuesday.
I hope people with sense will make sure they get out and get to the polls. Don’t sit back and let your vote go to waste.
If you are not happy with this insanely crooked administration then get out there and vote. Tell everyone you know to get out and vote.
Let’s do everything in our power to oust these crooked politicians and get back to a sane and responsible government, for the people, by the people.
I am always proud to wear this sticker.
I had this great desire to spend the entirety of this week in my PJs, but I didn’t. Too danged much going on.
Went to bed around 4 a.m. My alarm went off at 8. The phone rang at 8:05 a.m. they would arrive in 15 minutes with the new fridge.
I took Lucy out and fed her. Made my coffee. She wasn’t done eating yet when The Curmudgeon said, “They’re here.”
Lucy finished her breakfast in her crate.
They had the front door off, the old fridge out, the new fridge in, door back on and were gone before 9.
However, I didn’t get to go back to sleep. 2:11 a.m. and I am still up.
The new refrigerator arrives ‘between 8:00 a.m. and 10:00 a.m.
Now, anyone who knows me, or has read my blog for any length of time, knows that I don’t do mornings. If I have to do mornings, I don’t do them well.
I have an alarm set for 8, and one for 10 which is my usual alarm. I have difficulty getting up at the 10 a.m. alarm.
I am happy to get the new fridge but I am not happy about a morning delivery.
OMG can I function well enough to make a cup of coffee before they get here? We shall see.
Oh yeah, I did manage to finally get those last two handles on the doors to the cupboard I never use above the fridge. Yay me.
I hope Monday was the beginning of the end for #45. How lovely to see arrests made. I look forward to many more leading to the end of this administration and all of the corruption that has infected our government.
The end of this corrupt government means We The People can sleep at night without fear. Dream of a future filled with hope, clean air, water, and ALL of the other things they screwed up put back to good.
In the future, We The People demand a transparent government, one that abides by the constitution and has term limits.
This time not for fun. Poor Lucy started digging her ears late Friday night, and I gave her some prednisone, cleaned her ears–they weren’t dirty but just in case, and a Benedryl all so she could sleep, she couldn’t before then.
I continued to treat her for the rest of the weekend so she could go to our vet on Monday.
We got a 7p.m. appointment with Dr. Pinola–the new vet in the office Lucy met on her Trick or Treat run there last week. Lucy, of course, charmed everyone. Dr. Pinola diagnosed yeasty ears. Now Lucy has the proper meds for it. And there is sleep.
Lots of rain, chilly temperatures, just plain dreary day.
I decided to stay in my PJs and spend the day snoozing, reading, and snuggling Lucy on the couch.
She had no complaints.
Having to get The Curmudgeon to sit upright in his chair so I could put a clean, dry pants and shirt on him after he spilled his entire 24 oz drink down his front, all this before I called G to help me and for the ambulance, he managed to wretch my back again.
Cleaning up after a spill of his ‘honey thick’ liquids is not pleasant the drink is slimy and doesn’t want to come off wherever it is spilled.
After that incident and then Trick or Treat night Saturday night, my back is a total wreck. Again.
Time to charge up and use the tens.
G and I took Lucy to go pick up her allergy meds. Before we went inside the vet’s office, we dressed her in her costume.
She had them all in the giggles in no time. She also got to meet and love on the new vet in the group. Lucy was a big hit. She posed for pictures and had a blast.
After that we stopped at the liquor store to pick up more Buttershots for my caramel apple drinks. ( Caramel apple drink: one shot of Buttershots in a glass of apple cider.) Yummy!
Our last stop was at the beauty salon for Lucy to visit the gals and show off her costume. She had a great time and posed for pictures there too.
Spent the rest of the day getting the porch ready–sorry forgot to take pictures. My back was killing me, has been since having to move The Curmudgeon on Friday before the ambulance got there.
Trick or Treaters arrived a few at a time then we hit a long lull, I had cauldron full of candy–this cauldron:
Boy, was I worried that we’d have a TON of candy left over.
Then the hordes arrived and almost completely cleaned us out of candy. Yay! By 8:00 this is all I had left.Porch cleared after 8:00 and dinner was served. we all enjoyed the lasagna and G’s lovely cupcakes.
The few pictures I took: