What a pretty pup! I will confess to liking her current pic now, the grace and dignity some old dogs attain is just amazing.
I’m hoping to get that much use out of this one. Of course, if it broke after 25 years, that would mean that I manage to live long enough to wear it out which wouldn’t be a bad thing either.
(grumbly family story: Mom had a KitchenAid when I was growing up and when she was moving house after retiring, I asked her for it. She gave it to my user sister instead because “you are working so you can afford to buy one yourself”. A year later, user sister realized that Mom and Dad weren’t right there to bail her out on a regular basis, so moved to Boise to be with them. Of course she pitched all of her old kitchen stuff because she knew Mom would buy her new stuff yet again and another piece of my childhood was gone.)
Some idiot forgot to salt the bread, but the cookies came out very well. It’s OK, though. We don’t like white bread, I was just trying my new toy out and chickens like unsalted bread even if it is boring ol’ white bread.
I am so sorry for them. And for you. Losing good friends is horrible, no matter how long they have been able to circle the sun.
Did you know you can buy toilet attachments?
I installed one myself, it wasn’t complicated so I’m sure one of your kids could easily do it for you.
Oh, I learned that lesson many, MANY years ago, LOL!!!
Exactly. Plus, when our mothers tried it, they were so much younger than we are today. I certainly wouldn’t have thought about buying a used mixer for wax when I was 30, but thrift stores were my first thought when I was 60ish and needed to melt cheese wax.
Your beard is growing in great, but I’m liking your happy, relaxed smile more 
LOL, ya want a cookie little boy?
The only reason I don’t have Divinity drying is because I don’t have any pecans. I’ll have some tomorrow, though!
I’ve heard of folks hanging tennis balls just before the bump zone to warn them to stop.
I once knew a rather flamboyant gay man who had two cars, one of which was a sweet restored T-bird convertible. One day his SO used his convertible and backed it into the garage with the top down. A couple of days later, friend thought he should put a few miles on his bird but always ended up rushing to get to work.
He started his bird, noticed that the top was down and hit the button to raise the top as he hit his garage door opener. He shifted into drive and the top of the garage door and the convertible met with loud and upsetting results, so he panicked and reversed into his kitchen.
The memory of him recounting his story 20 years ago still has me laughing today.
Never, probably not even when you are dead because we aren’t rotting as fast as we should be.
I usually keep my Google calendar open in a tab and peek at it a few times a day, but apparently I didn’t look at it at all yesterday because I totally forgot about the meeting until I got the reminder email 10 minutes before it started. I’d eaten dinner and was sitting on my couch with some freshly-nuked popcorn, and had just started to watch the latest episode of The Irrational: thank goodness I actually looked at my email when I heard the notification! I normally send out an agenda in the morning, have notes in front of me during the meeting, etc. When the meeting started I apologized to my committee members for being disorganized, but they all just laughed because normally I’m pretty anal retentive. 
I only just stopped buying them the last time I went to the store. I have a lab appointment in a month: my deal with myself is that if my bloodwork results are acceptable, I can buy more then.
