Happy Toosday!
Another pretty but going to be hot day.
We went to the park early, Ripple got worn out playing with Six, the cane corso. He’s snoring away.
Nothing much on the agenda for today, just irk.
Mooooommm, it’s a cut right next to where the end part connects with the house. Just looks like it separating, not a washer. Still small, so it might be tapeable.
Backyard watering will be done in about 10 minutes, then will forage for sustenance.
doggio performs? What’s his act?
doggio’s act involves flaming machetes, hedgehogs dressed like the Sweathogs, and the Shirley Temple singing the Good Ship Lollipop. It’s an epic, not-to-be-missed event!
Yesterday I was searching for something; I don’t remember what. I tried the top return from google, and it turned out to be a porn site! :mad: I don’t look at porn, so that was annoying enough; but when I tried to back out of it, it kept reloading at every attempt. I ended up typing google in the address bar and got out of it. :mad:
boofae I would like to borrow your magical scale!
Last night we went out to a brew pub and I had many things not on the diet plan, including brews. My body then kicked me for it with indigestion. More incentive to stick to the plan. Rah.
Today temps dip below triple digits and I am a happier camper. My parents also left yesterday for a 3 week trip, so I can set the air conditioning below toasty. By the time they come back, we’ll have our new house and can start moving! Not that moving is great, but having our own house again certainly is.
I take my daughter for a doctor’s appointment today, and that’s all I have on the docket.
Akiko is not happy about the construction out back. They have some kind of crane (?), funky pile driver thing. Over the fence, it looks like the front two legs of a space crab. It’s over 2 stories tall. Akiko is flat out sure that giant space crabs do NOT belong behind the fence. She’s sitting in the open doorway watching it.
Yesterday I informed Mrs. L.A. we’d be having taco salads for dinner. (If I ask her what she wants, especially if I ask early enough to go out and get any needed items, she says she doesn’t know/doesn’t care.) I went down to the corner market at lunchtime to get a bag of salad, some sour cream, some ground beef, and some guacamole. They didn’t have any guacamole, so I got avocado dip. Mrs. L.A. said it was nasty. (I tried it, and it wasn’t bad.) See, she insisted on guacamole – and nobody makes guacamole as well as she does! Her guacamole is very good.
After finishing work, mowing the lawn, getting a shower, and putting my dirty clothes in the wash, I headed down to the supermarket for a couple of avocados. Mrs. L.A. browned and drained the ground beef and put the seasoning in while I was gone. Of course none of the avocados were ripe, so I bought a container of Sabra guacamole in addition to the two avocados. Mrs. L.A. was annoyed. ‘Why did you buy guacamole?’ Um… because the avocados are probably not ripe enough. ‘Nobody knows how to make guacamole! It’s avocados, and some garlic powder. Everybody puts all that crap in it! So why did you get more?’ I explained that the Sabra was guacamole, while the Litehouse is avocado dip. They’re different. I finally coaxed her into tasting the Sabra, and she admitted it was good.
Anyway: Bagged salad, ground beef with McCormick’s taco seasoning, some tortilla chips, sour cream, guacamole, and shredded Mexican cheese blend made for a quick, easy, and tasty dinner.
That happened to me once at work. :eek: I finally had to turn off the computer and start over. All I’d been tying to do was find the Portland airport’s (PDX) website.
Nothing on the agenda for today. I may have to finish my filing. 
You’re in England, right? I blame all that mucking around with the fabric of space and time the Doctor has done. 
It’s Portland, with a ‘t’; not ‘Pornland’.
And he sets the ball for --------------------------
Howdy Y’all! I have spiffed da cave and laundry is done and put where it lives until dirtied up again. I feel so productive! I have decided on peas 'n carrots, cheesey broccoli rice, and rolls as the side matter for tonight’s sup.
{{{WetOne}}} I feel for ya re the prednisone. Icky side effects, but it does work.
FlyBoy you have inspired me. Taco sallit shall be on the menu either tomorrow or Thursday. Haven’t had one in a while.
ETA: First on Two! Thanks Ruble! 
TBH, I like the ones at Paso del Norte better. They have shredded beef and a tortilla bowl. Or maybe it’s the two 20 oz. ‘Cadillac’ margaritas I like…
I need to figure out what we’ll have for supper. Guess I should ask **FCD **first if he’s hungry - not gonna cook if he’s not interested.
Off to the shop with me, then…
Up!
That’s just the overture.
We tried a new place for supper, and we were not too impressed. It was OK, but rather pricey for a couple of sandwiches. Not likely we’ll go there again, but now we know.
So, no dishes to do. Time to assume the knit position and chill till beddy-bye!
By virtue of a Milk-Bone bribe, Gordie approves of his new sitter.(He’s very food motivated*). Making Italian chicken with cheesy rice and spinach and tomatoes.
*Much like his human.
**wet one **, I hate the side effects of steroids too. Hope you’re doing better soonest. .
**metal mouse **, so your lawn watering is responsible for the downpour north of you? 
**Johnny **, like **bumba **, that happened to me at irk. Took a shut down and IT a couple of hours to correct the problem.
sunny, dogs be strange.
doggio, Nelson is pretty food motivated too (again, like his human ). I think he’d ditch me in a heartbeat if offered the right treat.
I irked over this afternoon (EoM sucks ) and arrived home in a downpour with rolling thunder boomers. I didn’t take Nelson to daycare today, so he reallllly needed to go out. Twas not pleasant for either of us. However, given some roast chicken, he’s forgiven me.
Red, oops, missed it by that much…
flyboy, bumba, I of course never would look at a porn site, but I have heard of that happening…
Sunny, unlike invisible mole people, giant crabs are a thing (Japanese Spider Crabs - YouTube), so Akiko is just honing his protective skills…
Nappage turned into sleepage, I thought when I woke up it was Wednesday morning and it was but the afternoon, so I either need to stop napping so hard or set the alarm for about 45 minutes. Anyway the standard Tuesday Mac-n-cheese has been consumed and all is right with the world.
We had breakfast for supper. And for the record I HATE summer. I get into a summertime funk every year and in it I am. Just want to sleep forever. Still grieving my best boy.
My new boy is a freaking handful. He has mastered the stairs both up and down and has learned to walk on a leash, sort of. We took him to the doggie park yesterday and he got the zoomies. Wore him out. There was not another dog at either the little or big dog park. I guess it is just too hot. I feel sort of guilty he has to stay in his crate/pen combo all day and at night but he does sleep a lot. I played with him from when I got home at 4 until just now. I have thrown his toys a thousand times. He loves fetch. One day maybe he won’t need to be caged but I can’t trust him not to chew cords and such yet. Hubby is in and out but not as often as I would like. If “Perfect Bob”, the visiting Director ever leaves (on the 10th) then Buddy shall be a working dog at least some of the time.
Bob has pissed off most of us with his penchant to talk about himself and the inability to let anyone get a word in edgewise. We get it already. Take your perfect ass back to Kingsbay and with the quickness. My girls at irk call him a weirdo. One said he was undressing her with his eyes. And me, well I just can’t leave shit alone so I checked out his website in KB and found some typos and misspelled words. I got GREAT pleasure in showing him. Of course, he called and had them fixed immediately. I was only looking at the page of the same type facility I manage. Maybe I will have to look over the whole thing. My patience is thin with all the BS that has gone on here of late.
My pregnant girl has gestational diabetes so that’s not good. She told me she hates being pregnant and can’t wait for the baby to get here. She really seems depressed to me. She has two more full months.
Y’all stay cool and be good.
however, the sitter apprently does not appove of Gordie. Back to the drawing board