Meh

Okay. So far, not really impressed with MySpace, but really...did I think I was going to be? Umm...no. I guess I just don't get it. What does it do? What's it for? Other than to promote the new Transformers movie, which I hear enough about at home because Rat is a huge dork. Hee.

I get that it can be used as a dating service of sorts (not that I'd ever date anyone that found me on freakin' MySpace, but hey, that's just me).

And you can like, leave messages for people? Am I correct about that?

Please, someone! Help! What's the point of MySpace?! I'm starting to get why people call it "WhySpace"...cause just really...whyyyyyy???

Anyway.

Enough of that.

I feel like I've been kind of a sucky bloggy person as of late, skipping my Things on the Road Thursdays, and I can't remember the last time I did SPF, not to mention the sporatic posting.

*whispers* my cat is staring at me....for like 5 minutes now...wtf...*/whispers*

So. My point? Umm...Oh yeah! I'll try to do better! :) Like now! See? Doing better! Writing stuff.

I totally dropped a carton of eggs not 20 feet out of the grocery store today. Yeah, that was fun. Surprisingly, only 4 of them were broken though. Oh damn! I was going to make a cake for Rat! I completely forgot until now! Stupid brain. Always on break. I made a doggy cake today (apple cinnamon just in case you were wondering, and don't kid yourself, you totally were) and when Rat got home he looked at it and you could see his brain working things out. First it was "Yay! A cake! And it's just for me!". Then it was "Wait, what are those things in it?". Then "Oh, they're apples." And finally "Dammit, this is for the dog, isn't it?".

I'm looking for a name for that one now too. So...still looking for a name for this cake (and remember, winner gets doggy treats!!!) and now looking for a name for this one too. Didn't take a picture of it though. But again, apple and cinnamon. And it's made in a "bundt" pan (is that right?....I think it's right) so it's round with a hole in the middle and then cut into wedges. Same as the other one.

In other news....This is back.


Yeah. I know.

At least, I thought I knew. Until I got to play my new Spyro. Now...I am in love.

Yes. Yes, you are right. Rat IS the luckiest man alive! How sweet of you to notice.

And now, in closing, just because I love y'all, here is a picture of the shirt I wore today.


And let me go ahead and tell all you postal workers, cashiers, waiters and waitresses, stock boys, and nosey old ladies out there that no, I do not in fact, eat glue. If I did, do you really think I would wear a shirt saying so? NO! No I would not.

Also, do you have any idea how many pictures I had to take to get one that focused on the shirt and not my boobs?

If y'all are lucky, I post one of the shirt I'm thinking of wearing tomorrow. I get a little nervous about wearing that one in public, lest I offend someone. hee.

And Johnboy, y'all have a nice day.

So Maybe This Cold Isn't Going to Kill Me

Right.

So.

Go ahead. I know what you're thinking.

Where the hell have you been?!

And I have a very simple answer for you:

ON THE COUCH.

That's pretty much it.

There have been occasional trips to the fridge for more tea or diet mt dew. And to the pantry, for croutons. YES I SAID CROUTONS. Shut up. When you're this sick, if you can eat anything, you would be well advised to do so.

I'm still kinda cough-y, so I'm alternating between sleeping in the bed and sleeping on the couch, depending on how badly I'm coughing that day. It always seems to get worse at night. And, on top of that, I've run out of cold medicine. Rat compared me to Minnie Driver's character on The Riches (love it-btw), so no more cold medicine for poor little sick Mouse. *sniffle* (now feel sorry for me right now dammit!)

Last night I finally had enough cough drops to let me go to sleep around 3am. And Rat was so happy to have something to cuddle with that he over slept by almost 2 hours. Whoopsey.

"Star Trek:Voyager coming up next" Um. No. *changing channel*

Ahhhh.....That 70's Show. A steady IV of this show kept me alive last week. Rat found this "Jib Jab" thing about a year ago that had Bruce Willis calling Ashton Kutcher "Ass-ton" and then Ashton called him "B-Dog". It was very funny. You'll just have to take my word for it. K? Alright then.

And can someone please tell me where snot comes from because My Lawd! An entire large box and a half of tissues! And still coughing and sniffling.

Now let's see...have I complained enough? Umm....nope! TV Programers out there! Please! I beg of you! Play something at least half-way interesting between 2 and 5am!!! Seriously. I have run out of recorded episodes of Family Guy. This isn't funny anymore. I need some more cartoons. And a way to get something out of the fridge without getting up. Please get back to me on this last one as it is of the uttmost importance.

Now I have a funny picture for this week's Things on the Road Thursday. And if I can remember to get the cable to attach my phone to my computer I will post it. If not, I have a really funny picture for next week's Things on the Road Thursday.

Hee.

Also, today (or actually yesterday, but I haven't gone to bed yet, so I still think of it as today) is Shadow's birthday! He is SIX! Woo! For his birthday I got him one of those giant bouncy balls that you get from like Target in those big bins. It was very funny. I will post pictures. Maybe. Ha! Anyway, wish mah cute wittle puppy a happy birthday and he will not come and eat you. Anyone who doesn't, you're on your own.

Just a Quickie

I'm getting ready to go on my walk/jog/pant pant pant/wheeze and remembered that I took these yesterday.



These are the "Dogzilla" sized Fancy Schmancy bones.



And these are the "regular" sized Fancy Schmancies. I did the carob different on the different sizes, but the "drizzle" can be done on the "Dogzilla" ones and vice versa.

Shadow says "Tastey!"

Enjoy! :)

Hopefully I won't fall down dead on my walk! hee

**Updated to add tomorrow is definitely a t-shirt day!!! OMG It's HOT!!!

God Help You All...I Just Got Photoshop!

WOOOOHOOOO!!! This thing is fantastic! Rat was worried since it can be kind of complicated (I guess), but apparently he didn't have enough faith in me 'cause this is great!

And be prepared to be subjected to many more of these....



BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

It is Official. I Do Not Have Super Powers.

Alternate Title - Has the Whole World Gone Retarded?

In the past 30 minutes, I have waited for the slowest person in the world to check out about a frillion groceries in the only operable self check out line in the grocery store, and then waited for her to bag ALL of her groceries in seperate bags (I now know the reason the rainforest is being depleted. It's for her bags!). I have also been nearly backed into by an old lady in a giant Caddy, almost been run over by a minivan, and nearly crushed between my Jeep and a Mercedes Benz that is not going to look very nice as long as the Beeyatch in it keeps driving like that! I mean this lady just HAD to park in THAT space (the whole lane was almost entirely deserted with many spots closer to the store) and could not wait FIVE seconds for me to get in my car and shut the door. She was about two inches away from hitting my door (and getting a dent in her face the shape of my foot). Not to mention she pulled into the spot at about 15 miles an hour! It really felt like she was gunning for me.

Also, I was nearly backed into by some kind of foreign guy (no idea where from, just not here, not that it matters) in a Honda Accord that APPARENTLY could not go more than 5 miles an hour. Even on the road. Asshat made me sit through an entire green light just to find a spot big enough to turn at half a mile an hour. Dork!

Then, to crown it all off, when I pulled onto the street before my street (following me so far?) I got behind some guy with South Carolina plates that, I'm guessing, had no idea where he was going. I hate that. Look. If you don't know where you're going, don't go 20 below the speed limit (when it's only 35 to begin with) looking at every street sign, going slow enough to turn when you see it, when there's a line of people behind you. Go the speed limit. If you miss your turn, there are Puh-Lenty of places to turn around. GET OUT OF MY WAY!

*eye twitch*

At least I have this to come home to:



*That treat you see at the top is a "Pawmesan Wiggle". Hee hee!

A Little of This...A Little of That

So. Happy Valentine's Day. If you celebrate it. Which I do! I love Valentine's Day! For reasons which I can not think of now. I know, I know...blah blah blah commercialized blah blah hallmark holiday blah blah blah. I love it when people say that why aren't people romantic all year long? There shouldn't be one day a year to be romantic. Why can't you celebrate your love all year? Well...that would be great, but unfortunately, most guys need a little bit of help in that department. There would be no need for love holidays if we actually all lived like it was Valentine's Day every day! Hey. That's an idea. Why don't we all just do that?! It would be chocolate and flowers all year long!

So. Enough of that mushy stuff. On to more important things. I've decided to finally sit my butt down and make a sort of dog treat "catalog"...or would it be "dogalog"? Hee. Anyway, I think I've got 7 different treats listed (6 with pictures). I am going to have to make the others so that I can have pictures and get all the info, like how many in a batch.

In other news, the cake nameing contest is going well. Slow. But well. C'mon y'all! I read your blogs! I know you're creative! Help me out here! Didn't you see? Free dog treats to the winner! Woo!

Also, the cake is holding up well in the fridge and the Bow Wow Bars are holding up great in the air tight container I have them in. Shadow is in love with both of them.

Shadow no want dog food. Shadow want treats. Now!

Little, Kind of Not Really Related Update

Well, y'all have gone and done it. I've gotten the dog treat making bug again. He's a pesky little fella that won't leave ya' alone once you've caught him.

So anyway, I decided to try a new kind of treat. It kind of makes me think of a breakfast bar (like one of the Quaker ones they've got now. Fancy people.) so I decided to cut them into bars. Now I didn't want to name them anything "breakfasty", since dogs don't really have a "breakfast" per-se, they just have a "FOOD! FOOD! GIVE ME FOOD! YUM! FOOD! YUMMYYUMMYYUMMY FOOD! HEY, WHERE'D THE FOOD GO? GIVE ME MORE FOOD!" time. Wait. What? Just my dog? Oh, okay. So I decided to go with "Bow Wow Bars". Of course, always open to suggestions, especially better ones. Hee!

I took some pictures (mainly just to entertain myself, and because people like pictures, right? Right?) so I thought I'd share them with y'all here.

still in the pan after cooling

close up

Shadow sized treat! Hee!

Aside from the crumbs (which I just noticed now) this is the more presentable of all the pictures. The treats are about 3" x 3" and Shadow absolutely adooooores them! Normally when I make a new treat, the first time he tries it, he'll ut it on the ground and sniff it for a minute and then lick it, and then finally eat it, but he just gobbled these up. I love it when he does that. He's very good at his job (that being "Official Canine Confections Taste Tester".

Name That Dog Treat! (prize included!)

Hi y'all. I need your help. I've come up with another dog treat and I can't think of a name for it. It's a doggy cake!!! It could be a birthday cake or just an everyday treat for your poochy.

So, I need your help coming up with a cute name for the cake. It's got peanut butter, honey, and carob (a chocolate substitute) in it, with more melted carob drizzled in top. Here are some pictures.








So here's the deal, the person who comes up with the best name will win a prize! Yes! An actually prize! Assuming you're willing to email me your address (please don't leave it in the comments), I will send you a batch of your choice of dog treats (which we'll go through a little later) in a size befitting your dog (i.e. if you have a small yapper dog, I will make you small treats; if you have a giant dog - like me - I will make you the gigantic treats!).

Now, let's see what y'all got!

Dirty, Messy, Flour Covered Secrets

Alright. I am about to tell y'all my dirty little secret. Now, you are going to think that this is weird, but I'm going to tell you anyway. Generally, when I tell people this, I get a "raised eyebrow look" and an "uhh...really?". Yet I am still willing to let y'all in on my little secret.

Why? I don't know. I think maybe I'm feeling a little guilty for all the really boring stuff I have been writing about lately.

So, right. I will just spill it then.

I make my dog's treats. Yes I do. From scratch. I am actually working on making it into my own little business.

I know! How cute is that? It took me awhile to come up with a name that hadn't been used to death.

By the way, you're looking just lovely today. Is that a new haircut?

So, that is my little secret. I make dog treats. Of all different shapes and kinds. With adorable, clever, catchy little names that hopefully will make people just want to snatch them up. Such as "Woofles" (waffle-ish type treats, drizzled with melted carob - because chocolate is not good for our four-legged friends), "Muddy Paws" (paw-shaped peanut butter treats with carob painted on the toes...so they look muddy! These are also a variation of "Puppy Paws" which are the same, just without the carob on the toes), and "Honey Bunnies" (honey flavored treats shaped like bunnies!). And much, much more!

They are all made with wheat flour (unless the doggy had a wheat allergy, then they're made with other things such as rice flour), soy milk (because lactose is also not good for them), and other human food grade goodies.

I had no idea all of this would follow after I spilled my little secret. I'm kind of a nerd like that. I've even gone so far as to make an email address for the biz: treats@k-9confections.com . (Also, too adorable for words)

And....just cause you know I love y'all....

These are the small versions of the "Muddy Paws". Aren't they CUTE???

Shadow is proud to be Canine Confections official taste tester, as are Maddie and her mommy, but mostly just Shadow. I'm even getting slobber-covered applications shoved through the fence from the cute little corgy next door. I made a batch of the "Puppy Paws" for one of Rat's work friend's dog who is very picky about treats and never eats any of them, and she ate ALL of the ones I sent. That's happened with several different dogs actually. I guess with having a dog like Shadow, I don't really understand a dog who is "picky" about treats. I mean, Shadow tries to eat his brush.

So anyway, that's my seeeeecret. Please continue to read my blog. I'm not Martha. Promise.

Cuteness Overload

My dog is talking in his sleep right now.

I can hear him 2 rooms away.

Is this one of those "only cute to me" kind of things? Rat thinks it's annoying, but then I have to remind him of how loud he snores (by replaying the tape I recorded of him snorin' his ass off, oh yes I did).

And for those of you wondering why I'm up typing this at 1:52 in the morning? See above.

Screwdriver Watch - Day 476

Screwdriver Update!!!

The screwdriver is no longer on the kitchen counter!



It is now on the kitchen table. Next to my calendar which is (whoops) still on January. The sad thing is that I noticed that when I was taking the picture, and it's still on January. Putting down the camera and turning the page on the calendar was just too much for me. You know, with the risk of paper cuts and all. Those things hurt, man!

In other news, IT SNOWED this morning. I'd say we got about an inch to an inch and a half. Nothing really major, but generally, when it snows here it's in the middle of the night and we don't get to see the big fluffy snowflakes floating through the air and landing on...well...on a big pile of dog poop, okay? Ya' happy now? Shadow gets very excited about snow. Which is understandable since he's half husky. Yep, he's half husky, half pain in the ass. Hee! Anyway, snow just sends him through the roof. He runs around the yard with his mouth open shoveling up the snow and eating it. Of course, his face gets covered with what appears to be the worst case of dandruff ever. But his head is apparently not the only thing that gets overly excited when it snows. So pretty soon, our pretty backyard is no longer covered in a blanket of white. Now it's covered with huge dog paw prints, scoop marks from where he did a line of snow, and little brown blobs scattered about the yard.

But now the snow is melting and it sounds like it's raining outside, but that's just the sound of melted snow running through the gutters. It's very disconcerting. I keep going to the window to see how hard it's raining, and it isn't raining at all.

Keep coming back. This feels like one of those days where I update a frillion times. Before I started writing this post, I had a ton of things to say, and now...poof....they're all gone. But you never know when they're going to return. So stay tuned.

The Peanut Gallery

I thought since I've had this here blaaawg for 6 months now, that I would introduce you to my sounding board.


Hi, I'm Winston. I love this picture of me because it makes me look ferocious. In reality, I'm actually just yawning. I do that a lot.

Age: 5 (on January 27th)
Weight: a tad too much, but Mommy is making me eat lite food now. Yuck! I'm still eating it though.
Nicknames: Chubby, Chunkers, Winny Poo, Booger, Poo, Tubby, Porkchop, Wooggie, and Bear
Turn On's include: food, cat nip, cardboard boxes, butter, new furniture, dog food, Mommy's new flipflops, and mail.
Turn Off's inclue: lite food, cute cat toys, being woken up, stairs, closed doors, and LITE food!
Personal Quote: "Seriously, no more lite food, okay?"


Name: Ebenezer (yes, I am a girl. I'm am Crazy, therefore, I needed a Crazy name.)
Age: 8, but I do NOT look it. Look at that face. Not a wrinkle in sight!
Weight: a lady never tells
Nicknames: Neezer, Neezie, Sneezie, Noodle, Sugar Pie, Boogs, and Little Girl
Turn On's include: meat, raw meat, cooked meat, Winston locked in a closet, fun stringy toys, trying to run outside, and meat
Turn Off's include: Winston, strangers, the stoopid dog, not getting meat, regular cat food, and expensive cat toys.
Personal Quote: "I am a pretty, pretty princess. You give me meat NOW!!!"

Name: Shadow, what else needs to be said after this picture?
Age: 6 (March 21st)
Weight: 110-120, depending on what I eat in the yard on any given day
Nicknames: Nut, Doofus, Puppy, Mr. Puppy, Sugarplum (but only when I'm good, so almost never), and Bud
Turn On's include: eating dead things, the treats Mommy makes me, Jumbones ("because a big dog doesn't wanna chew a small bone, anymore than he wants to use a telephone..."), eating more dead things, grabbing the brush while Mommy is brushing me and running around the yard with it, and dead things.
Turn Off's include: people, dogs, cats, birds, meter readers, anything else that moves, obedience instructers, and Milkbone treats. Yick.
Personal Quote: "Play! Play, play, play, play, plaaaay! Playplayplayplayplayplayplay!!!"

Well there you have it y'all. My peanut gallery.

Screwdriver Watch 2007

Yup. Still there.

It's been pushed a few inches to the right to make room for the mini cuisinart thingamajigger, but other than that, it refuses to be returned to the toolbox where all the bigger screwdrivers make fun of it.

In other completely random, not even related in the least bit news....
















That would be my dog's Christmas present from his grandparents. I kinda hung it there to get it off the kitchen table and sort of....well....forgot about it. Even though it's on the pantry door which I have to open every freakin' day. I'm um...trying to keep the white parts white. Yeah. That's it. We have that horrible clay crap instead of dirt that turns everything orange, including the white parts of my dog. Maybe some day he'll actually get to play with his toy. When I think about it. Which will probably be by next Christmas.

You give me toy! You give me toy NOW or I burst you into flames!!!

And no, he doesn't have pink eye or something....his eyes just do weird thing with flashes since they're such a light blue. Or maybe it's just the devil dog in him. Hee.

Negative Nancy

I swear I'll do better. Things have been nuts around here lately. This weekend has been non-existent.

Friday was spent cleaning since my parents were coming up around noon on Saturday.

Saturday, was "parents day" and we went to A Christmas Carol at the Theatre in the Park which was SO EXCELLENT! I highly recommend it. It was hilarious (but that's okay, it was supposed to be). The Director/star of the show (a.k.a. Ebenezer Scrooge), Ira David Wood III and he just totally made the show. He adds in things that have happened in politics or entertainment news or whatever lately and he has you laughing the entire show. I think it was nearly 3 hours, but it didn't even feel like half of that. The crack about Britney Spears and her underwear or lack-there-of still has me crackin' up! Anyway, he's been directing and starring in the show for 32 years and this was his last year, which is terrible. I doubt the show will ever be the same without him. Yes, I totally recommend it.

Let's see. Hmm. Oh, then we went to this Italian restaurant that's right by the theater and were forced to choose between waiting an hour and a half to two hours or all eight of us could sit at the bar. And eat Italian food. Fun. Guess which one we choose? Yeah, we all sat at the bar. And couldn't talk to anyone sitting more than one person away from us. And we had to deal with people coming up and ordering drinks while we were trying to talk. Excuse me much?

Didn't get home until late because well, my Dad's insane. I think he figures that he's been driving for so long that everyone else should just have to get out of his way. Everyone. Including street signs. And medians.

It was a fun drive home.

We also directed him to a house several streets away from us that, no kidding, has every single one of those blow up Christmas things that they make. Also lights EVERYWHERE, a family of caroling snowmen (and women) and another family of penguins. And other assorted doodads. It was entertaining.

Sunday, WE FINALLY GOT OUR CHRISTMAS TREE!!!! Yippee!!! I am a Christmas nut. A "Chestnut" if you will. Although, no roasting on an open fire. Yet, anyways. I don't want to be one of those "have-the-tree-up-before-Thanksgiving" people, but the first week in December would be nice. I, however, live with Negative Nancy. I couldn't think of a better name for him for several months now, but I think I've finally got this one pinned down. He was the one repeating "It's just awful" at the 'enthusiastically lit' yard. He's the one that insists we don't get a tree until two weeks before Christmas. AND that we take it down before the new year (and when I saywe I mean me). Oh, and doesn't help me decorate the tree at all, but that's okay, I kind of prefer to do it myself. That way it's done right. ;) hee hee

We also had the annual TaeKwonDo Christmas banquet thingy today. Wow. That was fun. Lots of people I don't know, getting lots of awards, and lots and lots of me clapping for them or risk looking like a tool. It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We ended up being sat next to some really nice people, so that made it bearable. Also, we found out that "Negative Nancy's" instructor is a year YOUNGER than ME! OMG! We had no idea. We were thinking late twenties, and he was thinking maybe early thirties, but he's 24! Ha! That'll show us.

Now we're home and finished watching Firefly, which is just a great show and they should have never taken it off the air, for no reason! And Battlestar Gallactica just ended (thank God). And the tree is decorated (and soooo purtay). And I guess it's about time to try and go to sleep. And this is just about the worst blog entry I've ever written.

But, tomorrow (I think) I will take pictures of my dog in his Christmas "get up" and post them here. And if y'all are really good, maybe I'll take some pictures of the kitties in their Christmas gear and post them. One has a Santa hat, and the other has light-up reindeer antlers. HA! So cute! They hate me so much. Except the dog. He's kinda dumb. But we love him.

Oh, and Christmas shopping? What Christmas shopping. Christmas is like 2 months away, right? Right? Hmm.....maybe I should get on that then!

Halloween...The Final Chapter! I promise...

Here are a few more good shots of my pumpkins (one that I finished as the kids were all arriving...I think some of them got pumpkin "goo" all over their candy from my icky hands....Sorry Kids!!! )

This is the one that I had to finish in the dark...those bats took forever. The pumpkin was an odd shape, so I had to prop it up a bit with a piece of particle board.

.....and in the dark. I had to put 4 candles in it to light it up enough so you could see the bats.

and here's the one of the wolf in the dark. Looks much better!

And.....just because I love y'all....here's the only picture that came out of my dog all dressed up to eat some Trick-or-Treaters...uhh...I mean "Trick-or-Treats"....maybe... I had to let him sniff around the laundry room just to keep the costume on him. And for those of you who can't tell, he's a Milkbone Dog Treat! Hahahahahahahahaaaa!!!!

You'll have to wait until next year to see what I'm gonna come up with next ;)

Happy Halloween, Part 2

This will look much better when it's all lit up, but we'll have to wait until it gets dark.

I picked this design because it bears an incredible likeness to my dog (a.k.a. Dogzilla).

See if you can see the similarity.......















Careful....this next picture could be scary!!!! hee hee!


















Happy HOWL-O-WEEN!!!

what to do...what to do...

So what do I do when I have nothing to write about.....that's right! I write something!

I'm learning French. It's these French lessons on tape...well, CD's actually. Does anyone actually have a tape player anymore? My hubby and I took piano lessons from the same person, just several years apart....oh yeah, I meant to say "on a totally unrelated note, but not really, it will just appear to be totally unrelated for the first sentence or so"....and she made all her students bring in a tape each week to record the lesson and then we were supposed to take the tapes home and listen to them while sitting at the piano and play along, blah blah blah.

Confession: I used the same tape for 3 years. tee hee

When I had to pull everything out of my office closet when we were putting down the new floor, I found HIS tapes! All of them. LOL He saved them. How cute is that?! Anyway...when I'm getting at is, if I ever do happen to come upon a tape player, I'm gonna listen to them. *evil laugh* muah ha ha!

I think I recorded over my tape (singular) with songs off the radio an hour after I quit taking lessons. The teacher was actually my second piano teacher. The first one I took from for about 4 years, I think....possibly a little longer. She had these huge thick glasses that made her eyes look GIGANTIC! She took them off one day and she had these beady little eyes. Freaked me out. Of course, I think I was 8 at the time. I freaked out easily.

Where was I going with this?

Oh yeah.

French CDs. I've listened to the first one and I decided to listen to it again just to make sure I had a grasp on it before I started the second one. It's just real basic stuff, but it's being taught a different way.

Okay...how boring. Sorry.

I'm so glad it's Fall....and that it finally feels like Fall. Well, most of me, at least. I got this "crush injury" (fancy doctor term) to my right hand to my second and third knuckles in March of this year. In the shape of a large dog's mouth. A large gray dog. A very large, gray dog with blue eyes and a big fuzzy tail. Yes. My dog. MY dog. MY DOG! Yes, he's still alive. It wasn't really his fault. I'm not absolving him completely, but I was trying to get a nasty dead, slimy, gross, several-days-dead, squirrel out of his mouth without touching it, at the time. On the plus side, I did keep him from eating it. On the...um....negative side...I have his dental impressions on my hand.

To his credit, he looked absolutely shocked and horrified when he realized that what he had in his mouth was actually NOT a dead, nasty, slimey squirrel. He's normally bouncy and hyper and full of energy, but he walked the whole mile back home right next to my leg with his tail between his legs with an "oh shit" look on his face.

ANYway.

Now my hand hurts when it's cold. It was all nasty and swollen and purple and gross for about a month after, and then it started to turn slightly less purple and slightly more green, and then finally went back to it's normal color in about June. I'll post the pics if I can find them. I had to take them with my cell phone camera since I didn't have the digital yet and my uh...normal...camera was too heavy to use with my other hand.

So....any suggestions on what to do with my crampy hand? Is there anything out there on the market like the cold stuff that's hot that will keep my hand warm? Please don't say a glove. har har. My hand doesn't really hurt when it's warm, so I figure if I can just keep it warm when it's cold outside, then I'll be good to go.

Wow....for not having much to write about, this ended up being pretty long.

Now I have to go kill my cats....or at least cover them in velcro and stick them to the celing.

On another completely unrelated note.....it is SO way past time for ER to stop making new shows. Actually, I think that time came 2 years ago.

I have nothing to say, so what the heck I'll try to write something

Yup. Absolutely nothing to say. Nothing going on in my brain. I'm just thought out.

The dog scared himself half to death getting outside the other day. He bumped our leaning tower of boxes that were waiting to go to the dump and some of them fell over on him. I guess that's to be expected when you're 115 lbs, hyper, and have no control over your tail. He did that funny thing that cats do when something scares them. Jumped straight up into the air and then bolted outside.

It's very funny seeing this giant dog, affectionately known as "Dogzilla" act like a little fraidy cat.

**4 hours have now passed since I wrote the above**

We just watched the new Discovery thing on China (Italy comes on tomorrow). It was very interesting and I'm glad they focused in on the people and not the government. It's worth the 2 hours to watch.

We're having friends over tomorrow night (I guess that's tonight, now)and I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight and then I'll be all sleepy and cranky tomorrow and I'll probably burn the chicken...and nobody likes burnt chicken. Maybe I can just lie and say it's "blacked chicken"...Hee!

I wrote Model an email about dinner and she wrote me back saying that she and her boyfriend Suds thought I had an entertaining writing style. Which of course gave me a huge boost of confidence and my head swelled up and I started feeling all hoitytoity...and now....I can think of nothing entertaining to write about and I can't even write about nothing in an entertaining way. Hmph.

My dad's here tonight, so I was trying to combine all the cleaningish things that I had to do to get the house ready for his visit and for our dinner tomorrow night. And what did I get done? Umm...about half of my list...for his visit...oopsy. I still have to clean the kitchen floor (can't I just let the dog lick it? he's got that textured tongue!), vacuum in the den (again?! Hubby needs to learn how to control his food a little better!), try and finish up in my office (shut up, no I'm not done with it yet...it would have gone faster if SOMEone would help me!), if I finish that then I have to move all my stuff BACK into it and out of the guest room (yeah, sorry 'bout that Dad), then there's the dinner that I have to get ready (it's kind of a stages thing)(and could I be using anymore parenthases?)(apparently!)and that includes letting a stick of butter come to room temperature and then mixing in herbs/garlic/lemon juice and whatnot then wrapping it back up and hardening in the fridge, pound out chicken breasts (I'm awful at this!)(and the chicken slime! YUCK!), clean up the kitchen from the raw chicken shower it's sure to receive, and then there's more, but I won't bore you anymore than I already have!

But I still have to get up early in the morning and fix my dad breakfast. HoHum....the life of being the Hostess with the Mostess! ;)

Red Bull gives you wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings!!!

I have had 2 Red Bulls today. Two. TWO!!!

*whispers* twooooooo *holding up two fingers*

I am never getting to sleep tonight. But my house will be very clean.

Oh, Hey! It's October! Yippie! One of my very favorite months! I love Halloween. I always have. I love getting dressed up and being something new for the day (ok, I was a kitty like, 4 years in a row, shush). I have decided that this year, Dogzilla will be dressing up with me! He will be a giant Milkbone! I have already bought the costume. It's kind of like a soft, sideways sandwich board. It's shaped like a milkbone dog biscuit and even says "Milkbone" on it. Very cute. I will take many, many pictures (assuming Dogzilla doesn't eat the camera). You will probably say "okay....enough with the giant dog treat pictures! We get it, dog as dog treat. Very funny. Now move on." But I will not. Oh no. I will post picture essay after picture essay and say things that I think are hilarious and that just make y'all groan and say "oh no, here she goes again." And yeah, you'd be right.

But it's not Halloween (Howl-o-ween) yet, so y'all are still safe.

Our kitties have kitty-sized Halloween bandanas that the Murderer-of-Flipflops no longer fits in, but little Miss Kitty still fits in hers, so now she's got 2 to choose from.

I'm going to try and be sneaky and find a costume for the artist formerly known as Computer Guy. But then I've got to find an even sneakier way of getting him to wear it. I'm thinking of waiting until he's asleep and then going after him with the costume and some duct tape...and possibly super glue. hee hee

With his anti-halloween spirit, it's going to have to be a very understated costume. Like a hat. Or some weird glasses. Or socks. Or all 3. That would be an interesting costume.

I'll leave you with this heart-wrenchingly adorable picture of The-Destroyer-of-New-Furniture...

Awwwwww........

Now I'm going to go run up and down the stairs 80 or 90 times...or until I fall through them.

Red Bull gives you wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings!

there's got to be something else to clean...

We're having my friend "Super Model" and her significant other "Mr Clean" (no...not bald! Just does a lot of cleaning...hehe) over for dinner tonight. I've been cleaning for the past few days, but with 2 cats and a huge dog with white hair that, it would seem, falls out by the handful (seriously, he should be bald by now!) to see our trash can, you'd think this is the first time I'd ever cleaned this house! I had to sweep the stairs off twice since the first pass stirred up so much dang cat hair, it looked like I hadn't cleaned at all. That's the problem. If I know in advance that we're having company, I still can't start really cleaning until 2 days before because I'd just end up having to do it all over again. So...I've gotten all up into my cleaning groove....and now there's nothing left.

I'm clean-crashing.

I need a fix, man!

Someone spill something, quick!

I'm considering letting the dog run around inside just for the hair tumbleweeds.

I guess I could vacuum one more time, but I'm afraid Computer Guy will stage an intervention and take all my Swiffer stuff away from me...

Hmm....maybe some more caffiene will help....