Ring Around The Moon

There was a ring around the moon Tuesday night. Oh, OK! I know you can't see it here or even the moon, really, but trust me it was there. I am bad at night time photos and daytime too for that matter, but I tried. So I just put black spots in here and tell you what they are.

I have been away from here for awhile, don't know why really but I'm BACK. buhahahaha

We have cleaned the pond, moved the fish back - still leaks. But unhooking the water fall made the leak stop so it must be in there and We Will Find It. Moving the fish meant we could actually count them: 13 babies, five big ones. There were 17 babies because we gave 4 away. Decided to keep the rest and let God sort it out. Ahem.

The puppy gained 12 pounds and is BAD. But cute. (that's why I haven't posted, I'm exhausted) I take shoes and etc. away from her as she gets them and pile them on the back of the couch over my head (since we don't have a piano). Problem with this is they periodically fall down in an avalanche on top of my head whilst watching tv; there's gotta be a better way. I'll put a picture of her in here once you're done admiring my moon. First I have to take a picture of her. Or a black spot you can pretend is a picture of her.

We bought a replacement swing for a swing set at Home Depot. This is exciting to me because I want to hang it from the big tree with the rope I got, too. I don't know if anyone else ever swung from a tree when you were a kid, but it's the greatest thing - you can go so much farther than with a swing set. We'll see how this one goes and then get another (Bob doesn't know this yet). Of course, this is for the grandchildren, not me! hmmmm Maybe I'll have to safety test it.

And how are things with you?

Face of the Creator

Flowers are the earth laughing.

P.S. That's a macro, I just know it is...

Cats That Look Like Hitler

Believe it or not, there are whole web sites devoted to it:
like this one
Well, I'm not surprised. All mine need are little nazi helmets and jack boots, although they don't really look like Hitler they have the right attitude.

I was trying to sit outside, quietly, in the gazebo/credenza/tent but I got all puppied out and had to come in. So why am I mad at cats, when the dogs are driving me crazy.

Gee I don't know. got to blame it on someone. And the cats are the reason for the forks! Yes. This is why I can't have normal potted plants like everyone else. The president and secretary of the neighboring "association", i.e. the housing development next door (scared me, I thought it might be some mafia connection at first)- stopped in one night when we were sitting out in the gazebo/credenza/ blabla thing, to ask if we would mind if they put a light in at the end of their street - which is at the end of our lot, too. (Of course, you can! Please don't have us shot!) Hilariously, the whole time this serious conversation was going on with Bob (I was holding the dog), the wife was staring at the potted plant (dead) with forks in it. That I put outside the G/C/T until it got better. which it did, get better, but after that. But she never asked about the forks! No she didn't. Why, do you think? Here's a dead plant, with forks in it! Wouldn't you ask? (Maybe there IS a mafia connection.)

I'm never going to tell her, either. Shhh.

Bob's been cleaning out the pond looking for the leak. The fish are going in the swimming pool, maybe tomorrow. More responsibilities. and now I started feeding the birds and all they want is sunflower seeds, who knew. Every day, refill. Bob now tells me the weatherman says if you feed the birds in the summer, you have to continue in the winter. WHO KNEW??? And who put the weatherman in charge?? Ok, I'll get me some freaking snow shoes to trudge out there, unless this global warming kicks in, but I'm not.holding.my.breath. And if it does kick in, I just know it won't be here; I'm the only one who wants it, too. I can see it - everyone south of us will move up here; and I am positive they will all Want To Stay With Us. That has been my experience in the past. Well, they will all have to pick a dog/cat/bird/fish to be in charge of, then. and they have to bring their own parkas/snow shovels/sleeping bags.

I can't do everything.

Scary Cats

Since cats are controlling our lives these days I thought I would research the many dangers inherent in cat ownerdom. I never realized before how risky it was to share your home with a cat! They multiply rapidly, all without actually giving birth. Now that I'm thinking about it; I think their ultimate goal is to take over the world. Be very afraid.

For instance:
eeeekkk!

Here's another:

I rest my case.

Ok, I admit that our cats don't look like that, but I figure they're undercover right now. They are foot soldiers sent in to destroy the furniture and leave massive deposits of hair around in order to soften us up for the invasion. I can't let their fluffy cuteness work on me! awwwkkk!

Watch yer back.

Sleep

That's all I want. sleep.

Go here to get your mind read.
Click on the little guy at the bottom right to progress. It's an amazing thing.

Must be something wrong with me, I don't know why I'm so tired.

Here's the Boob

and if only I knew how to get more than one in here...
The rest of the Vermont trip can be found here:
I'm always amazed at the quantity of things I keep on finding out that I don't know.

We may have to get a passport to go see him next time; I hear Vermont is wanting to secede from the union. I suppose they will then declare war, surrender, and demand foreign aid. Sigh.

My Issue Was Resolved

Turns out my bank CANCELLED my debit card and sent me a new one. (fraud protection, etc.). But we all know I'm bad with mail, don't we. And my stupid lottery ticket didn't win anything either, but I can get money now so all is well. Well, not all, but that faction. Bah humbug.

DagNabIt

Does anybody know how hard I have to work just to do something simple?? Like, say, drive home? I am so unappreciated.

Take today - gas tank was on "E", so I went to the closest gas station when I left work. It was jam packed with "awna's" and "ewna's" except for a couple of pumps that were disabled completely with red sacks stuck on themselves. So - let's leave there and try that one that's on my way home but a little further away (I can make it! I know I can!). Except that one had been completely torn up and was in process of reconstruction. Heh. Guess I haven't gone that way in awhile. But no fear - there's another one on the left half a mile further - of course getting in the left lane from the far right during rush hour in that short time span was a challenge - but! I arrived with only a couple near misses. And the pump rejected my debit card. (!!!) And so I got 3 gallons of gas with what cash I had; but my main concern now was what was wrong with my bank so I called the robot while trying to drive (!) to find out there's plenty of money in there - or at least enough to fill my tank. But of course I can't.

I headed straight to my bank to find out what's up, and also deposit my paycheck and I was waiting to turn left when a car coming from the other direction (very slooooowly, but too close to turn in front of) turned in first. aaarrrrggghhh. He's in front of me now in line for the atm. I just know he won't know how to use it. andIwasright

10 minutes later I am at the atm trying to deposit my check. "Unable to process this transaction" - what? you won't take my money, either?? Bad enough about the humiliating gas experience, and now this. So slowpoke either broke it or it was down already which explains the gas thing, but pokey could have given me a head's up. Petes sake.

Well, I need to buy a lottery ticket for tonight's drawing, but nobody will let me have any money. Or take it either, for that matter. But I have another lottery ticket with me that won $2! I can cash that in for the new ticket, blah blah blah.

I have now forgotten all about gas, money, and the cat food I was supposed to stop and buy. So I went to the convenience store on the way home and gave them the ticket. Which the machine couldn't seem to read. Had to be entered manually, made people mad, and all for $2 - but it was important TO ME.

I have a ticket in tonight's drawing. neener neener

But I don't have any money, gas, or cat food. And I got home 45 minutes late.

Is it just me or do all the machines break at once?

Maybe it's just me.

Bobby has a garden