Jan 14, 2015
It’s a fact that I don’t share my thoughts here nearly as often anymore. It’s because what I enjoy sharing along with my thoughts are images that most often times inspire those thoughts. But you see… there’s nothing here to photograph except for the backs or fronts of other houses. Instead, I end up with plenty of iPhone photos similar to this one:
This is a FABULOUS house. Truly. If I could put it near the water… or in the mountains… or in the country somewhere without close neighbors I would be happy as a clam. It’s true, you guys. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.
Mar 14, 2014
It’s Facebook Friday… where I share the craziest thing I read on FB for the week! Better than reality TV because you don’t have to watch the drama unfold over an hour — you can read it right here in minutes and maybe even learn something. Like… I’ll bet you didn’t know that in jail, drywall hangers are in a different cell block than those accused of domestic battery. And, I’m pretty sure this can also serve as an example insofar as how to find new love on FB:
Her: Hey whats up
Him: Not much
Her: How do u no me?
Him: Im not sure.
Her: do u no (NAME OMITTED HERE)
Him: Ya i know him.
Her: I use to date him and he bet me up really bad 4 nuttin he said he blacked out he thinks he is a bad ass
Him: Damn tht sucks. I just got out jail wit him couple weeks ago. I wasnt in same block. Im a drywall hanger.
Her: Thats awsum i just want to hav fun and treat a man 150 percent
On a serious note, my friend, Mark Mayfield, posted something earlier in the week on FB that was an eye opener for sure. Even though the person coming down with a cold sort of gets picked on (how would THEY know what else was going on — and, it’s sort of like me blabbing about FB when Malaysia’s Flight 370 is still missing), it’s still a good share:
And because I need to include a photo for front page formatting, here’s one from yesterday’s lunch — Perry and I spend lunch every day treating the ears of a hound dog because the first thing she does when she gets outside is grind them in the grass. I think Perry is trying to match the color of his beard/mustache to Gracie’s hair color. He’s just about got it, you guys!!
Feb 20, 2014
Gracie made her home with us over 4 years ago. She still has baggage from the short period of her life that wasn’t what it probably should’ve been. In the past 4+ years, she has never been spanked, hit or slapped. Scolding comes quietly as not to make her afraid. Still, every single time I reach down to stroke her, she flinches. Sad really. I guess humans are more skilled at hiding their fears.
Gracie brought other baggage with her too. Like a fear of thunderstorms so horrific that she pants, paces, trembles and tears up rolls of toilet paper (something she would never do otherwise) until the last raindrop has fallen. The second clouds start rolling in — even before the first clap of thunder — she finds a hiding spot to quiver (always under something, usually behind a chair).
We’ve tried everything from tranquilizers to a crate and nothing helps really. We just know ahead of time that if a storm comes at night, there will be no sleep for humans. Like tonight…
Dec 4, 2013
I admit, I’m a little bummed out when I browse Facebook and see everyone posting photos of their Christmas decorations because I don’t have a single light to enjoy yet this year. I know I’m blessed and I’m so very grateful… but I want to be in the Christmas spirit and it’s hard when I don’t have a place to decorate. Moving begins in 6 days and we’re finally thinking about packing. I have GOT to paint, and buy a stove and dishwasher — when I’d rather be buying toys and baking cookies. (I’m such a whiner!!)
So as I’m browsing photos from last year’s holiday to make whatifitdid a bit festive for this season, I found a a ton of photos taken on Christmas Day. Looking more closely at one in particular, I notice a Wanwan photo bomb!
Libby knows Coco isn’t supposed to step outside and is blocking her path, and right between her back legs is Wanwan peeking inside the warm house. What a reminder of how small my granddaughter was a year ago, and also that we had snow on Christmas Day. Oh, and I’m also reminded that last year I had a Chihuahua pooping on my bedroom floor. Every. Single. Night.
I feel better already!
