I need an I love Lucy marathon about now....

Ola, Ya'll


I'm trying to type with Cavuto sitting right in front of my monitor ,trying to shake hands.










This has been one of those slug days. It started out ok. I got up ,did my chores , took my walk ,went to the store to get ice. (No ice maker since the flood)




My young neighbor just now came up to my window and invited me to play whiffle ball with them tomorrow.

"Umm , thanks but I think I'll pass."

(Yeah, I got a picture of that. LOL)





Anyhow, I had big plans to go out on the boat today. As the day wore on (and I felt lazier ) I thought "oh maybe I'll just go out to the pool."


I just looked out there, there's about 25 people in the pool. Many of which are screaming children. Best of all ,NONE of those damn people LIVE here! They are nightly renters, which were never supposed to be allowed here. UGh! It makes me sooo mad!


Lovely. I guess I shall be doing nothing this afternoon.


I feel like an eating binge. If only I had eating binge fixin's .






Yesterday morning Floozie2 and I went to the Farmers Market .It was the first time I had ever been .I've only been living here for 6 years.



This is what I had in mind to buy once we got there. I was picturing yummy ways to make squash when I have company ,next week.









Who knew they would have stalls of bright ,sparkly jewelry for sale?







I did not buy any squash.I did not buy any produce at all.


All I bought was this cool silver ear cuff.


That old man was a hell of a salesman.












I did take the boat out yesterday.

Being a holiday weekend, it was pretty busy out there. (meaning the water was pretty rough)

I had to stay way out in the "open water" due to my inefficient (ok, totally useless) anchor.













Party cove. (click it)

There were too many boats in there to count. Most of them are tied up to each other.

I am dying to know....do they know each other? Or do people just tie up with strangers?Any boaters out there know the answer?














On the way home I saw our old boat and it's new family.




















It was a gorgeous day. It's always a little strange to be out there, alone on a holiday weekend.


Made me miss the family .










Only a few more days until girl week begins.

My sister ,Soul, the great Bass fisher will be coming out as well. She thinks she will be able to teach Vicki and ME how to fish.

I'll believe that when I see it. Us fishing.
Bwa ha ha !

Is it live or is it memorex? & a P.S.

Ola ya'll,


I've been trying to update this thing all day. I got as far as putting some pictures up (and was going to make it a wordless Wednesday) but today was also "stay home and do laundry day" which took all frekin day long.
By the time I did 3 loads of laundry , cleaned the house and wrapped my own presents ,I just had enough time to walk to the store before it got dark.




Yes, the life of a pioneer is hard and exhausting.

I was not exaggerating there :)



Yesterday my spouse called me at 8 something in the morning and it was still pitch black out. he goes "I was just calling to wake you up."

"Oh, at the crack of dawn? "

"It's not the crack of dawn."


Pitch black to me = crack of dawn.

Then I step on the floor in my socks and step in the glass of water that Cavuto has knocked on the floor. He KNOWS when it's the crack of dawn and that's when he starts trying to wake me up. Pitch black or not.









Cavuto is a relentless alarm clock. He will first come up to me and talk some Chinese mow mow's in my face ,usually I hear this but am able to ignore it. Next up he does the swipe the paw thru my face ....repeatedly ....while doing the wow wows. If I try to cover my face with my arm he will dig under my arm until he can run his cat litter paws and claws all over my mouth. Sometimes ,if that doesn't work he will grab my shirt and start yanking it right about the shoulder area. If that doesn't work ,he will sometimes grab my engagement ring with his teeth and yank on that. If I still manage to ignore him he will then go my nightstand and start knocking things over/off , the more liquid the better. He knows that I will instantly get up when I hear liquid hitting the floor.

(The above cartoon is a solution I dreamed up in 2007 , I still haven't tried it)


I got my 2nd Christmas card in the mail today , it contained a pic of my niece Soulkid.
Holy crap! I mean I know the girl is gorgeous, but am I wrong ,or does she not look just like my youngest son,Logan???











Beautiful Soulkid














Beautiful Logan



















Is it Souldkid? or is it Logan? YOU tell me :)

Whichever kid it is , was too young to wear makeup at the time that pic was taken .so now guess.


(I did not do that stupid underlining) ignore it. Gah!!!












Oh, I was wrong. We got 3 cards. This one (note the size of it ,compared to my cell phone! ) was poked thru our mail slot at 8:30 a.m. in a little tiny red envelope ,no stamp, just the word Skatzi, my husband!

I was barely out of bed and thinking " Oh ,what do we have here?"

It was from our old lady cat sitter. LOL (the one who came when he traveled and I was at home)

Yes, why yes ,I am crazy.








This house is such a cracker box. It magnifies every one's annoying habits .

Well, maybe not even habits....your mere existence.

Dare to move on the crumb of a bed? you are met with huffs of indignity. He snores on the crumb of a bed , I am dying of insomnia.








I have been sick (again) and naturally, as a smoker , when i get sick the cough is hideous and it hangs on forever.

before my hubby left for Spain ,I was sitting there watching t.v. and hacking....he made some remark ,basically stating how annoying it was.

"I'm sick! their stupid cold medicine does not even contain cough medicine."

It all boils down to the space is so small.....hello!
Trust me, HE is every bit as annoying as I am.



Then , Monday night.....I woke up crowded with cats and felt like I had been shot in the chest.

I think I actually broke a rib coughing.

I know this is possible, it happened to my mother once.

Or maybe it's a Tutu mah. or a blood clot.

I don't know ,but it hurts like hell.


I told my spouse " I think I broke a rib coughing. "

Naturally he said " I know what can help that. "

"yeah, so do I."

"YOU DO?"

"Yes, QUIT smoking!"

Not until new years baby.



I had quite the little mental attack about Monkey the other day.


I made the mistake of calling the rescue lady on Sunday....less than 48 hours after she had been in her new home. DUH, what did I expect to hear? That she was happy as a clam , loving her new people? I don't know. I never should have called that soon.



I told the lady I will call her back next Sunday.

By then , I hope to hear some good news.






Harmony

















My walk ON closet











Who are you callin' spoiled?









Happy humpday peeps!


Luv me

Oh, P.S.

I also meant to say that yesterday I took the bus to Fareham,when I got up I saw no frost I thought it was ok out there. Holy crap...was I wrong!The only reason there was no frost is because it was drizzling.It was so damn cold....I was tempted to take a taxi home.

I have no idea what that would cost and I had already paid 2 pounds for my bus fare home. Then the bus drops me off ,it's nearly dark already at about 3 p.m. (or here ,15:00 o' clock) I still have at least a mile to walk before I get home. Thank God I have gloves, scarf and ear muffs. Problem ...no opportunity to go pee ALL day and it is EFFIN freezing AND about every 50 feet I have to stop walking, lift up my coat and pull my pants up or they will literally fall off.

I have to walk right by the doctors office after I get off the bus and I was tempted to go in there and call a taxi for my last mile. But I didn't . Sucka!

OMG! It had to have been the coldest day yet. But how cold was it ? I have NO damn clue because we don't have any local weather report or news and even if we did , i don't understand the stupid Celsius yet.

I can only assume that it was below freezing.


Also meant to say that my darling spouse said "don#t buy me anything"

Yeah, how can I sit thru Christmas , opening my 3 presents if HE has nothing?

Well, let me tell you...I have spent hours and hours searching for something,anything.......either everything here sucks, my husband is spoiled ass rotten or he is impossible to shop for.
Help me out here. Ideas (on the cheap) for the spoiled ass man who has everything??

Hobbies? work.
Pass times? work.
Idea of fun? work.

Oh shit. If you wadded the both of us like a glob of playdogh, you know what we'd be?

A statue of the most boring thing on earth!