Jul 5, 2009
I’m dreading tomorrow – it’s a work day that follows a holiday. My phone will ring a bajillion times, everyone will want something they’ve waited all weekend to ask for (that I DO appreciate), and I’ll most likely work as fast as I can to get nothing accomplished. The worst part is that I have stayed up late and slept late for a weekend plus a day, so I’m not one bit sleepy now. Going to turn on the tube and see if I can make z’s. G’night!
PS. This made me laugh out loud… FB snapshot:
Jul 3, 2009
Libby is on a diet. The vet gently suggested that she would live 2 years longer if she weren’t so damned fat. Here’s the deal… every single time I get a cup of coffee, Libby gets a treat. I drink a LOT of coffee. When I leave and come home, she gets another treat. She knows that if I’m working and she tries to get in my lap (she thinks she’s a Chihuahua), if she bats those big browns, she gets another treat. Libby knows the words, Taco Bell and McDonalds. She also knows how to spell Taco Bell now. Seriously.
Libby is fat because she has bad parents. Sort of like the whole ‘clean your plate’ thing. She really doesn’t care much about getting her girlish figure back. She believes me when I tell her she’s sexy.
Libby was working on her tan today. I caught this shot as she was most likely dreaming of a double beef burrito supreme.
Jul 3, 2009
One step outside and I can hear the roar of no less than 100 bajillion lawnmowers. We’re about to add to the noise. At least the sun is shining and the temps have topped the 80 degree mark! My next home is going to have a very small yard. Very small.
Jul 2, 2009
It’s a really tough job – but someone has to do it…
With all the strenuous labor requirements and appalling working conditions around here (seriously — long sleeves in JULY?!?), I think we both deserve a big fat raise!
(No raise and I’m going to see if I can get us in an Apple commercial — you know the ones…
“I’m a Mac — and I’m a PC”)
