It’s raining again.
::sob::
What will be the next product for Crooked Acres? You could take the brushings from George and Gracie, spin them into yarn and crochet it into… kitty sweaters? knit it into afghans? sell the yarn to your weirdo readers who might use it for nefarious purposes?
I cannot imagine actually trying to gather all the fur we get off George and Gracie and clean it then spin it into yarn. At this point, while Fred’s brushing them, he tosses the fur onto the ground. It eventually disappears, but I don’t know whether it blows off into the next yard or birds gather it for their nests, or what. All I know is, I don’t have to deal with it, and that’s A-OK with me!
Love you.
Love the cats.
But I REALLY love them pups.
What can I send Gracie and George for Easter? Baked goods? Toys? Donations to their favorite charities? (And those charities BETTER be dog-related 😉
If it MUST be a dog-related charity (hmph!), George and Gracie request a donation to Daddy’s Emergency Animal Rescue Fund provides assistance for dogs who are victims of abuse or violence, man-made disasters (hoarder and puppy mill rescues), and large-scale natural disasters (hurricanes, fires, and other natural catastrophes). They think that Cesar is a pretty great guy, and they both had doggy crushes on Daddy before he passed away in February.
Also, they would like you to come cover for them with the chickens. They have been working SO hard that they could use a vacation, maybe a trip to the Bahamas. I mean, honestly – LOOK how hard they work every single day, protecting those chickens!
Please note that Gracie, back there laying amongst the piles of discarded dog fur, doesn’t so much as stir the entire time I’m out there shooting pictures.
I have 6 cats and I do one Petsmart run a month which entails 5 cases of Friskies canned and the bigger bag of Purina One. I always get the questions! Why do we feel obligated to explain ourselves?
Good question! And really, I’m not sure why people feel the need to ask, either – are they going to go home and say “Honey! I saw this woman buying 400 pounds of litter at Sam’s today, and she told me she has FIVE cats!”? I mean, what do I care whether some complete stranger knows that I have 11 cats or not? What’s the DIFFERENCE whether they know? Why do I feel so embarrassed when they ask?
Not EVERYONE likes to carry things like stool softeners around in semi-transparent plastic bags. Hmmf.
NOT THE CORRECT ANSWER. I carry my own reusable grocery bags, so no one could see what the hell I had in there! (Of course, I guess they could be so accustomed to asking that it was just an automatic question, right?)
I LOVE pickled bologna. It’s my Down Home Ohio treat every time I’m there.
I don’t like any kind of bologna, pickled or otherwise, but it’s certainly intriguing. They’ll pickle anything in the South, won’t they?
I got all excited when you mentioned Fuddrucker’s in Fort Walton Beach, FL. I was there visiting a friend just last summer (she lives in Fort Walton Beach, not Fuddrucker’s). Which Fuddrucker’s was it? If it was the one with the alligators, I have a picture of me holding one of them (they made me hold one of the younger ones with his mouth taped shut. wusses). If it was the other one, my friend lives in one of the tall condo buildings just down the road. She lives on the 6th floor with a great view of the beach. All you have to do is take the elevator down to the first floor and you are on the beach. Heaven. The sand there is so beautiful. Blindingly white and so soft.
Apparently, I was mistaken. It was a Fuddrucker’s we went to in Fort Walton Beach, FL, it was Fudpucker. Seriously, what the hell?
Next time we go to Florida, I’ll make a point to visit the Fuddrucker’s with the alligators, because I’d love to hold one!
And I agree, the beach in Fort Walton and Destin is absolutely dazzling.
NOW I WANNA GO BACK TO FLORIDA!
I went to college in a small town near a big city, and back before I went there, the little grocery store in town apparently kept all the condoms behind a locked glass cabinet. So, if people wanted condoms they had to go through a bunch of hoops. I never understood the religious right’s mindset that preventing people from using birth control is a good idea, I mean, aren’t abortions 10x worse than just using birth control? /tangent
Well, OBVIOUSLY, if one does not know (1) ABOUT sex (via sex education) and (2) how to PROTECT oneself from pregnancy, one will NOT have sex, and if one does not have sex, one cannot get pregnant. Like, DUH.
The do you want your stool softeners in your purse is cracking me up. Cashiers need to mind their own business about those things. I guess a kid would have no clue how slow acting stool softeners are. Can you imagine if you bought the glycerin suppositories? I used to carry an extra bag to work and was known to have Tylenol and antacid in it. One day a coworker called me on the intercom to ask me if I had a MEDICATED DOUCHE in my bag. She felt an infection coming on and wanted to douche in the bathroom right there at work. EWWWWWW!!!! Doesn’t everyone carry an extra Vinegar Massengil in their tote bag?
Dude, seriously. Even if I DID carry a medicated douche in my bag, I wouldn’t tell ANYONE that I did over the damn intercom!
Squee! I was just looking through the cat photos submitted to Pioneer Woman and saw Newtles!!! I hope you get picked!
These are the pictures I’ve submitted to Pioneer Woman‘s photography contest this week, and yet I have received no PW love. Ah well.
HOWEVER, Christine, who does my banners almost every month, DID get chosen – this one! – so keep your fingers crossed for her!
Is Kara a Countess, what with the darling and everything? Oh how I hope you watched RHNYC! What a total bitchfest!
Kara WAY outclasses that damn Countess, let me tell you. I did watch the first episode of RHoNYC, but I haven’t watched last night’s episode yet. The Countess is far too impressed with herself and not nearly as classy as she thinks she is, in my opinion, DARLING.
I watched the first part of the OC reunion last night, and two things struck me – (1) Gretchen, the college graduate, does not know the definition of “karma.” Allllrighty. (2) Lynne thinks she’s the best mother she could possibly be. You know, Lynne. Whose daughters poured alcohol into their water bottles right in front of her and she didn’t notice. Whose daughter has repeatedly said that she can get away with anything, because her parents will never ground her. Yeah, that Lynne.
(Also, Tamra needs a haircut and some sort of defrizzing solution.)
Has anyone seen Zombieland yet? I’m dying to see that. The preview looks good.
We saw it, and enjoyed it, it was a fun movie. How can you NOT enjoy any movie with Woody Harrelson in it, right?
I LOVE recap sites! That is a fun one and I added it to my Reader … got any others you’d like to share??
I can’t think of any other recap sites, but if you guys have any to share (not necessarily just the Housewives, any fun recap site would be welcome!), leave the link in the comments, would you? I like Pretty on the Outside because it’s not a pages-long blow-by-blow recap site – it covers the show without requiring three hours of your time!
Just wait until you try pork chops in the Ronco (did you get a basket with it?) We have also done a small roast in ours.
We did get a basket with our Ronco Showtime Rotisserie, and I’m looking forward to trying pork chops and roasts and this summer there’ll be rotisserie’d veggies galore!
Are those daffodils coming up by the tree?
In the pic of Sugarbutt from yesterday, those are definitely daffodils coming up by the tree. It’s a testament to how long and cold our winter was this year as opposed to last year, that they haven’t bloomed yet. In pictures from last year at this time, we had daffodils blooming all over the place. Today, they’re not even budding yet.
Also, our Winter Honeysuckle bushes (by the front porch) are just now blooming – the past two years, they’ve bloomed in December and January!
Spanky, in the back yard on a rare sunny day.
Previously
2009: And then I realize that baby wasps grow up to be adult wasps, and I electrocute the shit out of those fuckers.
2008: “You realize,” I said to Fred as I watched Tommy diligently lick the top of Miss Stank’s head, “Even if we wanted to, we could never get a divorce.”
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: I’m a total freak.
2003: She’s home!
2002: Of course, my sympathy for him will only last until he poos in the hallway instead of the litter box again.
2001: I am the dumbest dumbass in the whole wide world, I really am.
2000: Sometimes, they lay on the floor and perform for us.