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Miz Poo had her stitches taken out yesterday, not only out of her eye, but also out of her paw, where the vet had to drain an abcess and stitch it closed. He stitched her paw oddly, so that her paw looks like a cloven hoof. That, or she’s doing the “live long and prosper” thing.
She’s still squinting her eye, and it’s a bit runny today, but the vet said that’s normal.
My poor Poo.
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From my comments:
Let me know what you think of the book Fried Green Tomatoes cause I have to say that is one case where I loved the movie and hated the book. Probably should have read the book first, who knows. I’m curious to hear what you thought.
I didn’t hate the book, but I didn’t care for the way it kept jumping around. I ended up liking it (I’m going to rate it three Poos when I get around to it), but I do think the movie’s better. I’m going to try to convince Fred to rent the movie so we can watch it this weekend.
Robyn: Am I mistaken in thinking that a car can be ordered painted in any color you want?
I think you can only get it from the factory in the colors it comes in – which is to say that if a car doesn’t come in yellow, you can’t get it in yellow from the factory. I could be wrong, though – if I am, someone let me know in the comments, eh?
Why is Fred’s car top secret? Because it’s always referred to as “Fred’s car” and because he makes a point of not disclosing what kind of car it is, I’m going crazy with curiosity.
Because he’s a mean bastard. 🙂
Thank you for the dinner solution! I made the general tsao’s last night for dinner and it was really yummy. Maybe you could tell me your menu for the rest of the week so I don’t have to actually THINK about dinner? 😉
I’m glad you enjoyed the General Tsao’s – a couple of people apparently made it in the days after I linked to the recipe, and enjoyed it. We just had it again last night and it was faaaaaaaaabulous.
Tonight, we’re having pork chops (broiled),
sweet potato crack, and some kind of vegetable (possibly carrots and onions). Tomorrow,
unfried chicken, brussels sprouts, and sugar snap peas. Thursday is sandwich night, where everyone fends for themselves (not surprisingly, sandwich night is my favorite night!).
How fick’n big was a supersize Coke if a large is 32oz?
A supersize was 42 ounces. Did I mention that they’ve done away with the supersize… but they’re charging as much for a large as they used to for a supersize? Those fucking bastards.
I have a question (since you seem to be answering them from the comments!): How do you and Fred work out in your garage? Isn’t it hot out there? Or do y’all have an air conditioner? If I tried to workout in my garage here in Houston, I’d pass out from heat exhaustion!
Yeah, it can get pretty hot out there. I’d love to have it air conditioned out there, but all we have right now is a pretty powerful fan; usually when I’m waiting during the one minute between weight-lifting sets, I go over and stand in front of the fan, and since I’m always dripping with sweat it cools me off very well. Also, we both work out in the morning before it gets really hot out there. Plus, it probably doesn’t get quite as swelteringly hot here in Alabammy as it does in Houston.
It sucks more in the winter when it’s 40 degrees in the garage than it does during the summer when it’s in the 80s, though, that’s for sure.
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I used a strongly scented blueberry bath bomb in the tub last night (sometimes I’m so frickin’ cold when I go upstairs at night that I have to take a hot bath just to warm up. And then when I get in bed, Fred puts his cold-ass feet on my legs, and I have to kill him and bury him in the back yard), one that came from
Newfoundland Naturals, and even though I took a shower this morning (What? I worked out! I can’t walk around nasty all day from the sweat and grime of working out!) I can still smell the blueberry smell.
Thank god it’s a pleasant smell, anyway.
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“I could catch that bird and bring it in the house if I really wanted to…”
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No real comment…just still reeeally glad you’re back!
As ever,
Bonnie
Does Miz Poo act adversly from her many health issues or is she pretty much the same throughout?
Yeap, I’ve got four years worth of posts now too… but they’re all in one journal! 😉
I love that kitty pic, awesome.
How close to the coast are you? That hurricane is going to slam right into my old home, Biloxi MS…
Yup, you can order pretty much any car any color (hello, ghost of Earl Scheib!(Sorry, California humor..))from the factory as long as you’re willing to pay for it. Hence the purple (shudder) Chrysler Sebring convertible I’m exposed to in my office parking lot.
Poor Miz Poo! give her a big hug 🙂
that bath bomb sounds yummy, I’m checking out that site next!
As Ever,
Maryanne
Since I know you are like me and all about the cheap hair products..heh..try Vo5’s new Blueberries and Cream shampoo and conditioner. I love it and even after a dip in my pool, my hair still smells of it.
Maybe it’s just me, but when I read “as ever”, the voice in my head says “as if”.
As ever,
Elaine
Give Miz Poo a hug for me.
Hehe! I had a feeling Fred was probably getting a kick out of driving people crazy over the car issue. Every time someone asks about it in the comments, I giggle because I imagine him laughing and pointing. I think it’s hilarious, especially the time he posted the photo of the quarry and mentioned that you could see his car on the other side.
I’m actually fond of signing off personal letters with “as ever,” or “as always” (although I usually use “as always”). I also use old-timers like “fondly,” and “yours,”.
But I guess I’m just weird.
Whoops– that was me!
And for my third comment…
I am also a car nut and would love to know what car Fred bought (I swear he leaves teasing little hints just to drive us all crazy), but I’ve assumed that Fred isn’t telling because he doesn’t want some rude snooty-pants to challenge his car purchase by saying “Hey, you could have bought FOUR Ford Focuses, a yellow Beetle for Robin AND a motorized scooter for the Spud for that money! Why are you such a selfish yuppie in your (completely self-indulgent vehicle)?”
Ha–Like Fred n’ Robin are yuppies! But I still don’t know why Fred would give a rip about the retarded comments…
Robyn, I am going to send you a little sampler package from my shop so I can get your feedback. I make bath fizzies too
(no blueberry at the moment, but maybe soon). Keep your eyes peeled (ew!) for it!
I looked at your contact page to get your mailing address and noticed you posted a new email address. I remember you used to have your email address posted differently because of spiders or bots or whatever and getting spam — is that no longer a concern with G mail or something?
I just discovered your site. It is fab!
Jeremy
Before my grandmother died, she also requested that there be no service. And she said just to tell people that “She wouldn’t have gone to their god-damned funeral, so they don’t need to come to hers.” It still makes me laugh. Glad you’re back.
Don’t you wish you were at the Oprah show yesterday? Then who cares what color the car was, because since it was FREE, you could spend your OWN money to go get it painted!
I swear, I’m gonna start writing letters to Oprah. I can’t win anything off your giveaway page, but I’ll be damned if I’m gonna go to my grave without getting something from Oprah! 😉
Sorry I didn’t say so sooner, but I thought my message might get lost in the hundreds you got…I’m sorry about your Gram. If she was half as sweet as she looked in her pictures, I’m sure she was a treat.