Pug pics will be posted as soon as my daughter gets her camera dumped…
My god, you shop at the same place I do! Hell, the assisted living facility drops off hordes of them in a van. :eek: I had an old woman step on my toes the other day to get on the bus. The bus hadn’t even stopped yet and there she was, elbowing me out of the way and trouncing on my piggies. Stoopit old people*. :rolleyes:
I am home. Work (library land) was good, but BUSY. It poured down here–an inch in less than 30 minutes. It is warming up fast and muggy as hell out there. Good breeding weather for all you mosquito breeders out there. You should have a bumper crop this year. Joy.
In other news, there is no other news. No news is good news.
*and don’t give me “they’re old and maybe don’t see well; aren’t coordinated etc” crap. She knew exactly what she was doing. Grrr.
Oh, I wasn’t about to give you any crap about your stance on old, rude lady, rigs.
I don’t think being old give anyone the right to be rude.
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A day was had by all. 
once again I am guilty of skimming, since I haven’t checked in since Wednesday eve: Who got a puppy?
MOOOOOOM or to be exact FairyChatOffspring got a puppy. A pug. And still no pitchers! :dubious:
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On that note I am bein’ told it’s beddy bye time, though I suspect said teller of such news has a little more that “beddy bye” in mind. 
Shitty day:
- Asthma attack
- Huge truck to offload
- 2 van loads of Zombie Horde of Very Old Confused people who could neither walk nor push a cart during the truck unloading.
- The neighbor’s apartment caught fire:eek: Everyone is fine, but the dogs broke the front window trying to get out. And the apartment smells like smoke.
{{{Bunz}}}}
Yes, it’s most certainly out there…
I’ve been vegging all evening; needed to recover from the longest week ever. At least I managed to have a decent, non-grump-inducing day.
I get to get up early and go plant flowers at the park. Looks like it’s gonna be wet, so not as fun as it could be. But still. Pretty flowers and containers and friends. Yay!
And I might be doing more plant shopping in the afternoon.
Guess I should consider sleep.
Hugs.
GT
So, posted some pics of my newly highlighted and ready for summer hair on my FB. I can’t smile for pics and I think I look like a dork, but there you have it. They’re posted now. Try hard not to scream in horror.
Ok - I’ll play (pugs iz cyoot)
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Well, since you’ve been so patient :rolleyes: about the puppeh pics…
Cosmo asleep on daughter’s lap
And for the crafty-inclined:
Multiple afghan pics I’ve started knitting another for a friend of daughter’s - she’s due next month. Hers will be a very soft white/multi pastel - dunno when I’ll get it done, but it’s not like she has to have it when the kid pops out.
**FCD **is loading the van with boat-painting stuff. Once they go, I’m going to drive the mower around the back yard, since rain is in the offing and I don’t want the grass to get too tall before it dries again. Then I get to go to work again. yay.
At least I have tomorrow off, right? Even if it does rain… * <sigh>* On the other hand, next weekend is a 3-day holiday weekend, plus there’s a boat stuff flea market at the Naval Academy stadium in Annapolis, so we have that to look forward to.
For now, I need caffeine…
Moooooom, That is one ugly puppeh!
I’m a sucker for ugly dogs. That’s why I barely tolerate 5 Boxers in my house right now.
Awww, puppy!!!
Blurf. Serious blurfs. Though I actually feel okay. But…it’s SNOWING! Not a lot. But it’s on the ground, around a quarter of an inch at the most. And I think it’s still coming. May 22. Snow. I keep telling myself, I love the mountains, I really do…
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN Brekkies is bein’ made for me. I am allowin’ it. I’m generous like that.
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… look at the keeeeeeeeyooooooooote widdle puppeh! Puggy is gonna plotz!
Stoopit riding mower died, so I had to use the push mower. It’s not that huge a deal, but we don’t need another big expense. Apart from our hole in the water that we dump money into, daughter’s car has a major repair that *has *to be done, and she doesn’t have $1100 lying around, so mom and dad national bank has to help with that one.
On the other hand, I have Cosmo up here, and the poor guy is trying his best to get someone to rassle with him. Bernie is just lying there being tolerant until he irritates her, then she growls. She doesn’t much like him. Scruffy just avoids him, and Taz is trying to figure out this funny-smelling, snuffly little black fur ball. Ziva so far has kept her distance. So mostly he’s playing with some cat toys I dragged out. I’m trying to tire him before I leave so he’ll sleep while he’s home alone. No idea when daughter will get back from paint duty.
I need to pack a lunch. Oh, and have breakfast, because I’m hongree. And still un-caffeinated - can you imagine?? :eek:
It’s overcast, and we’re supposed to get rain this evening. And tomorrow. I guess it’s a good thing I’ll be spending my day in a windowless room. I won’t be missing anything.
Must find food…
Since I’ve been told not to do anything I guess that means I get to be a bear of leisure. Shall I sit in a lounge chair by the pool whilst I am fanned, rubbed down with sunscreen and brought cool, refreshin’ beverages?
It’s what I would do, Swampy!
I’m up, my sweetie has just put a cup of coffee in front of me, and once I’m completely awake, I shall commence with my workout.
It’s pooltime!!!
KER*SPLASH!!!
Oh and I got told I was to relax and that did not necessarily mean cabana boy included. So unfair!
No cabana boy? That is so unfair, I’d be having stern words about that.
It’s been a beeeoootiful day here, bright and sunny for a change which we’re obviously not used to. Have been only semi-productive today. Went into town to do errands, bought new sunglasses with a 25% discount voucher so that was a bonus. I tried to pick up a prescription but the pharmacy only had half the quantity of stuff I needed so they’re ordering the rest and 'im indoors has been persuaded to collect it next week for me.
He was given a bird feeding station as a birthday gift so that’s been set up in the wilderness we laughingly call a garden, and we’re awaiting the first customers. I did see a bird on it yesterday but it flew away too quickly for me to see what sort it was. This morning almost all the bread we’d put out had gone and today we bought more seeds and stuff for it. I have been teasing the poor boy ever since, after he bought fat balls.
Yes, 'im indoors has fat balls. Oh, I know, it doesn’t take much to amuse me.
Off to the pub now for dinner and birthday drinkies for him. No drunken posting will ensue 'cos I’ll be on diet coke all night (and nowhere near a 'puter).