Taters AWWWWWWWWWWWW…what a sweetie!
AAAAAAAAAAAAnd…
Ogbligatroy durknen psot. 
Low country boil teh nummy!
Movie time now. We have friends who have never seen Greater Tuna. This must be rectified!
**Taters **- quite a lap pup you got there! 
I wonder if Polar knows how lucky he is??
I’ve almost finished the upholstery pants - all that’s left is hemming and putting on one button. They are pretty ugly.
It’s barely past 7:30 and I’m tired. I wanna go to bed. I see an early night here.
Well then, TVMan and I are at the local outdoor concert series and the guy about 7 seats down is smoking an alternative substance. I’m also wondering if only straight men and lesbians buy beer because the roving beer people are ‘attractive’ women while the person selling lemonade is an average guy. Also, some guy just tried to climb up the step beside me and totally crashed to his knees. Apparently he’s a fan of the beer babes!
ETA: BUSTED! The cops just came for pot smoking guy and friends.
Toss him a rawhide bone and in 10 days get him neu--------------. Forget that last part. It was just me being me. 
Glad the new member of your family is fitting in and give him a good scritch between the ears for me.
The big rollercoaster convention starts here tomorrow. Much visiting of friends to be done.
I just wrote my OP for Monday. Neener neener neener.
In honor of Haze… one more ogbligatroy durknen psot!
Nitey Nite Y’all!
Nitey Nite especially to Roise! 
What? I said it was an ogbligatroy durknen psot!
It’s sleepy bye time for real!
Taters, what a handsome beast he is! And I’m convinced that the bigger they are, the more convinced they are that they’re lap dogs. Scritch him for me, willya?
I have a coworker who has dared to take a vacation. So I have to work tomorrow. Day six. It’s not like I begrudge her a vacation, but she’d better be having a really super awesome great time, I have a couple of closing shifts next week as well thanks to her. Grrrr. (Granted, it’s not the 3-11 shift, thank Og, but 12-9 is somewhat irksome. I’ve done it lots before, though, and will do it again. Le sigh.)
Dinner was marvelous, and I didn’t get queasy! Pan-fried catfish, cole slaw, and sliced maters - and corn dodgers. I swear I’d think my Dad made these up, except I heard Rooster Cogburn talk about them in a movie. Fried cornmeal mush. Yum!
My glucose was 121 after eating all that two hours ago. Yay!!! This stuff is magic. Hopefully I won’t be queasy in the morning.
Dogs have been walked (actually, they ran and I walked.) I foresee bedtime in the near future.
G’night!
I’ve been AWOL!
Popping in to wish all the dads out there a happy father’s day!
I’ve a batch of cinnamon rolls rising for tomorrow morning and we’re having a family picnic. Some gifts and visiting and it should be a nice day!
Went to Greek Night, had a great time. gotta work tomorrow, so I’m missing the pool party at the place i was at last week.
today is the 4th anniversary of the Canes winning the Cup. Guess this is my obligatory dunken prost.
Taters, great looking dog. Nelly and Gordie both did the “we’re not bonding, we’re welding thing”
Hippo Birdies Buns!
Went to Greek Night, had a great time. gotta work tomorrow, so I’m missing the pool party at the place i was at last week. today is the 4th anniversary of the Canes winning the Cup. Guess this is my obligatory dunken prost.
Taters, great looking dog. Nelly and Gordie both did the “we’re not bonding, we’re welding thing”
Deja vu…
Hippo Birdies Buns!
that was for Bobbio
I been done got a real cute haircut! Had at least 8" of growth removed, egad! Then dinner with a friend and some shoppin’. O, what a glamorous life I lead.
Well, rats. When I went to bed last night, I was thinking the pants I made looked awfully small. Brian is smaller than FCD, but not by *that much. So after I let the dogs out this morning, I measured, then looked at the pattern envelope. The first line on the size chart was for chest, not waist, so I didn’t make 34-36 pants. I made 28-30 -pants. @#&*%#(^& And I ain’t making any more. So a perfectly funny idea goes down in flames. Crap. Not to mention all the time I wasted. Oh well…
It’s already muggy out - it’s going to be a vile day here, weather-wise. I had thought about working in the yard a little, but that ain’t gonna happen. I do need to run to WalMart - I need dog food and insect repellent and something else that I’ve forgotten, but I’ll remember eventually. I really should write these things down.
Is it a celebratory day? Really? Happy Sticky day!!!
Happy Birthday Sticky!!!
Off to irk.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN In a while we’ll be headed to the large and in charge city of Parrott, Jawja for Father’s Day doin’s.
Happy Father’s Day all you mumper fathers!
And now this…
<AHEM> CLEARING THROAT <AHEM>
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR SSSTTTIIICCCKKKYYY BBBUUUNNNSSS!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
**
Happy Birthday, Sticky!
Polar looks so sweet, Taters.
Aww, shoot, FCM, I was looking forward to the stories. Maybe someone else can use them for Halloween or something?
And the new haircut picture is where, Hot Stuff? (Don’t ask me; swampy has declared this to be your nickname.)
Heh. Took me a second to get that rosie.
Up and decided it’s already too sunny to go out to do much in the garden. Boo. But I’ve got lots of indoor stuff to do today, so that’s OK, I guess. I can get stuff done in the garden tonight.
Off to get ready for church…
Hugs to all.
GT
We’s all purtified and I have deviled aigs ready to go. Did I mention I’m takin’ deviled aigs? No? Well, I’m takin’ deviled aigs today.