A nickname? For li’l ol’ me? I don’t think I have one, but it would be nice to be called something that could be repeated in polite society. 
And, as a fellow denizen of the Peach State, I’m sure you understand when I say that it’s nice to cite Move on when Ready as the only useful piece of legislation to come out of the Gold Dome since the Move (the blank) Over law a couple of years ago.
Home, semi-fried, munching on some almonds. **FCD **doesn’t want supper - not sure what I’ll do for me. Maybe I’ll just finish the sketties.
Too fried to decide at the moment…
Every once in a while the GA General [del]House of Baboons[/del] Assembly does sump’n right. Heck, even the Goobernor used some sense this year. 
My sis is outta treatment and back home. YAY! She still has her job as well. Double YAY! Irk has even agreed to let her be part-time at least for now. Thus, things are lookin’ up!
Yay for Swampy Sis! I’m glad things are improving.
How about Holio for Lacunae?
I just googled Holio - much nastiness there - I’d say not a particularly nice nickname.
Not that I’ve come up with anything clever myself.
Hooray sis!
And the Goobernor is uncle to one of my oldest friends, and I’m pretty well acquainted with several legislators, so I try to keep my mouth shut about most of my political opinions. But M. Deal’s recent veto and MOWR basically just prove the point that even a stopped clock is right for a brief moment or two every day.
:smack: Of course. You’re a Jawja girl - I think your nick therefore must be Peaches! 
All in favor?
What about Llama? (From LaMa?)
I think Peaches sounds loverly. However with LLama we could sing The LLama Song. What a dilemma!
Dindin has been consumed. OYKW is contemplatin’ a soak in the tub. All is good.
Pits.
I still like **Peaches **better than Llama, but I’ll go with majority rule, even if the majority is wrong.
Supper was grilled cheese and ripple chips. Not a lot, but just enough. Ice cream later.
Ferd’s has Coca Cola products on sale! This was excitatin’ enough to me that I put on go out in public pants and made the whole mile and a half round trip to stock up.
That is all.
Democracy: The Majority is always right, and the rest can lump it.
:dubious:
Well, I vote Peaches, so there.
Sorry about Holio. Was trying for a play off of lacunae. :o
Jawja is also known for peanuts and pee-kahns. Just throwin’ that out.
I believe that shortly I shall retire to the boudoir. OYKW is there now watchin’ teevee. Sinuses have not bugged me too bad today so maybe it’ll be a good sleep night.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
In the category of “things misheard by little kids, and repeated by doting parents,” Sleep tight, and watch out for the bears and monkeys. A direct misquote from the kid enrolling in summer college classes now.
The only thing I miss with my BP/heart is real coffee; all I can have is that useless warm brown water called decaf. I can have some caffeine in soda and it doesn’t bother me but coffee jacks me all to heck and back.
My last cup of real coffee was 1995. I blame Flytrap
he’s just real blame-able like that
Assisted By EARL J. LLAMA MIKE Q. LLAMA III SY LLAMA MERLE Z. LLAMA IX Directed By 40 SPECIALLY TRAINED ECUADORIAN MOUNTAIN LLAMAS 6 VENEZUELAN RED LLAMAS 142 MEXICAN WHOOPING LLAMAS 14 NORTH CHILEAN GUANACOS (CLOSELY RELATED TO THE LLAMA) REG LLAMA OF BRIXTON 76000 BATTERY LLAMAS FROM “LLAMA-FRESH” FARMS LTD. NEAR PARAGUAY and TERRY GILLIAM & TERRY JONES
What can I say? I like Llama. But I like Lamas as well.
In far Tibet
There lives a lama.
He got no papa,
Got no mama.
He got no wife,
He got no chillun.
Got no use
For penicillun.
He got no soap,
He got no opera.
He don’t know Irium
From copra.
He got no songs,
He got no banter.
He don’t know Hope,
He don’t know Cantor.
He got no teeth,
He got no gums.
Don’t eat no Spam,
Don’t need no Tums.
He love to nick him
When he shave.
He also got
No hair to save.
Got no distinction,
No clear head.
Don’t call for Calvert,
Drink milk instead.
He use no lotions
For allurance.
He got no car
And no insurance.
No Alsop warnings,
No Pearson rumor
For this self-centered
Non-consumer.
Indeed, the
Ignorant Have-Not
Don’t even know
What he don’t got.
If you will mind
The box-tops, comma,
I think I’ll go
And join that lama.
Odgen Nash
PS – work went fine and I am not at all tired or beat. I must slowly be getting used to this crap.
I will try that Sunny
I did get some ground beef and rice in him by opening his mouth and shoving it in.
I can’t believe I’m going to bash my dog, but if he wasn’t such a little asshole this would go a lot easier. This dog has never been hit, or beat, or abused in anyway but he acts like it. It used to take three of us to get his harness on him. He can’t wear a collar because of his neck wrinkles, and still getting a harness on him is a chore with him wiggling, and squirming, and as he has gotten older and blinder, he has started snapping at us.
We have to drag him outside because you can’t pick him up without him flipping out and snapping. It takes 2-3 people to trim his nails. Trying to hand feed him, he eyes the food suspiciously, he smells the food suspiciously, then he walks away.
He has never been super affectionate, and now we can only pet him on his terms. I can go days without petting him - yet he follows me everywhere. When I go upstairs he waits me for at the bottom of the stairs and is all happy wag wag when I come down.
Any change in routine sets him off.
I took him everywhere as a puppy. I took him pet sitting with me, on walks with other dogs and he hated every minute of it. He has always hated going for walks. He doesn’t like anybody but immediate family, never played much - he is just weird.
Even taking him to the vet is a big decision, I have to weigh the stress of the trip with how sick he is, and will it make him even worse.
I think it is the shar pei side of him. It’s certainly not the pug side.
It’s okay that he is weird, I love him to death, but I am so tired of everything having to be a damn fight with him and being treated like I am the enemy.
I know the cat won’t bother him though, he is more than happy to share his space with anything that leaves him alone. He shared my mother’s back yard with a ground hog for years, the squirrel out back comes within inches of him. Even when he could see and hear, he didn’t care about anything in the yard or house. As long as it didn’t bother him, he didn’t bother it. Even when the neighbor’s dogs would go off and start barking at him, he’d stand there and stare at them like they were little assholes.
I am just so frustrated with him right now.
**Sahri, **with regard to getting the dog around more easily, have you thought about a sling for him? We use if for our lab mix because she can’t really walk anymore due to her spine problem. When she see the sling come out, she’s all tail wags. We ordered ours from Amazon.
I have also survived (just barely) day number two of work this week. It feels more like five days packed into two, but there you have it. I’ve hit the door running both days and stayed late. So much to do; so little time.