Coco got new bedding too. Unlike mine, hers is dog puke free.
Yesterday, Coco was outside riding her Ziggle under a sunny sky. It was over 80 degrees.
This evening it got pretty scary around here. Tornado warnings… sirens going off in town… dark skies and wind… and then the temperature dropped almost 20 degrees.
Neither the electric nor the Internet went out and it all lasted about 15 minutes. Storms predicted for tonight but nothing severe in the forecast. Hope the puppies let me sleep. 🙂
The whole “post a photo every day on your blog” challenge is over. I’m a loser because I missed 2 weeks in March.
I’m FREE! I may post every day and I may post once a week or so but I no longer feel obligated to post here every single day.
Sometimes failure can feel like freedom.
If I was 6 and had an Easter basket, this could be me… running with my hair blowing and not a care in the world. 🙂
Facebook is still filled with political posts from those who support Trump and those who think he is worthless. I see so many Trump haters sharing fake news over and over again. I’m so sick of it. Trump is in and Hillary is done. No matter who you supported in the election, it is over.
If the Democrats want to dominate in the next presidential election, they probably need to focus on something other than nagging. Not sure who said it… but I know you’ve heard it before… and it could apply here:
You can’t build yourself up by tearing others down.
Think happy thoughts!
I love Carnival cruises and I’ve been on many… LOTS, you guys. I’m subscribed to receive ‘deals’ from them via email. When specials were displayed that interested me, I would click on the link to learn more. And then, the next day… Carnival would call me.
The “link click/then call” process happened a couple more times before I told the representative that I didn’t appreciate being pestered by phone calls all the gosh darned time.
She let me know that every single time a link within email is clicked, their system moves that visitor to a call-list.
I stopped clicking the links — and Carnival might’ve lost a sale. No… probably. They probably missed a booking from me had I not been pushed to buy.
Guess I’ll stay home and be lazy!
Colette climbed in Gracie’s bed talking non-stop (like always). She was telling an elaborate tale embellished with tiny baby puppy cuteness about how she remembered when Gracie was first born.
Not exactly the story I remember… Gracie was a rescue. The vet guessed her to be around 2 years-old when we brought her home — and that was before Coco was born.
I’m primarily writing this post because about every other day I open up one of my email programs forgetting what it was I hated about it — only to switch again because I forgot what I hated about the next one.
But before I go into my email woes, I want you guys to see a happy bee (and a photo bombing hound dog):
So here goes…
We are a Mac based G-Suite email office. My greatest struggle is finding an email client I like that serves all my needs. I hope to refer to this so I remember which is the lesser of evils.
Outlook: Contacts do not merge with IOS contacts and no calendar subscriptions… just the Outlook calendar and I don’t need another one to manage.
Airmail: Either 2 sent messages or none are saved on the server and search criteria is poor even after indexing my bajillion messages.
Postbox: No way to set a “timed” reminder. No calendar integration.
Mac Mail: Some clients can’t reply to messages and fonts/sizes vary on what the recipient uses for mail retrieval.
Cloze: AMAZING… but no desktop client. I’m not a fan of webmail.
I could list many, many more — but they are even worse than the 5 above.
What’s a Mac girl to do? Please share any suggestions. 🙂
Growing up with an older brother, both of us knew how to pick our battles. While I was the baby and that gave me the upper hand with Mom for most of our sibling altercations, Mom also knew Scott most often times was in the right and I was being the younger, pain in the butt sister.
My favorite brother played this to his advantage, of course. I can still hear, “MOM! Shelley is touching me!” That phrase always resulted in adult intervention and typically meant I was told to stop whatever I was (or wasn’t) doing.
Then, Scott would laugh and point at me behind Mom’s back, gloating in the satisfaction that he had prevailed in the current battle.
We sort of looked like this…
Last week, all Colette could talk about were smelly erasers shaped like ice-cream. Her version of the story is that some kids got them, but she had not. “I kept waiting every day… but I never got one and I REALLY wanted one.”
Sadly, I’m guessing they were a reward for some activity or behavior that she didn’t exhibit. Of course, the last thing you want to do is make a child think they don’t have to perform well at school and they’ll still receive the same reward at home, but this item is exactly the type of thing Coco loves. So much so, her Dad had ordered these crazy erasers without knowing they would be some ‘prize’ at school. They finally came in the mail on Saturday.
At 6 years-old, I was playing with Barbie dolls… dressing them in clothes my grandmother would sew by hand. Most of my clothes were hand-sewn, as well, and Barbie got a matching outfit. Summer dresses usually had a matching sling for a broken arm — mine, not Barbie’s.
This grandmother depends on HER Mom to sew on a button. My 6 year-old granddaughter has Barbie dolls but they usually lie naked in a junk drawer. She finds dolls pretty boring after about 5 minutes if she’s not in the bath.
So what does she do for entertainment? This evening, for example, she took our photo. Then, she found an app on her iPad and Voila! We are now super humans — our photo turned into a “superman” (or super g’ma) cartoon.
One thing for sure — next time, I won’t make a crinkle-nose face.
Coco claimed an iPad of mine — which was just fine because I’m not a fan. My phone serves the exact same purpose and if I want more, I’ll use my laptop or desktop.
It’s to the point; however, that the iPad she claimed is so full of games, photos and videos that we have to remove stuff just to update. So… she has now claimed iPad #2.
Before we could even get the iCloud sharing turned off, there were 10 photos that were available on all my devices. One in particular made me happy… it’s the husband…
A 6 year-old’s takeaway from a presentation might be greater than you could even imagine. It only took about an hour for this girl to tell me everything that was said in probably 15 minutes by the Seymour Police Department that visited her school. But hey — she’s the expert with the badge, and she can talk as long as she wants.