Gus is such a ham!
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Spiffy New Do's and Fluffy Flowers for Dogs on Thursday
Puddin was very annoyed that I made her stand still and get her picture taken with her new flower.

Sunday, March 23, 2008
Yarn Smackdown Round One
Saturday, March 22, 2008
My hat is suicidal.
Yarn Smackdown Update:
Meet the ribbing. Sure I'm slow. But at least I didn't screw it up. Then comes the spiral columns. I HATE TO TINK. And apparently I can't do two things at once. Like watch t.v. while I knit. My opponent Huggybear http://nettieville.blogspot.com/ finished today, but didn't mail yet. Theoretically I should have time to finish, mail on Monday and have a postal race (advantage: me ...because I get delivery around 4p.m.). But I'm tired, tomorrow is Easter, and I never finish anything anyway. Who knows...maybe I'll get a wild hair in the morning and just go nuts.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Grouchy Puddin on Thursday.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
The cocoa has come!
Just look at the incredible black sheep she knit. As soon as I saw him I thought of Dodge, my only ram. He was named Dodge because he was "built Ram tough". This guy will be Dodge, too. Actually, make that Dodge II.

Here is Dodge II meeting and greeting some of the resident sheep. Behind them is a picture of Dodge. He was very handsome. I bottle raised him and loved him. He grew to almost 300 pounds. Then he decided that his life's mission was to kill me. After an elderly neighbor was trampled to death by his ram... I sold Dodge.
Here is Dodge II meeting and greeting some of the resident sheep. Behind them is a picture of Dodge. He was very handsome. I bottle raised him and loved him. He grew to almost 300 pounds. Then he decided that his life's mission was to kill me. After an elderly neighbor was trampled to death by his ram... I sold Dodge.
I'm back, and busy,busy,busy.
To recap:
1. The bronchitis/pnuemonia practically gone. I'm well enough to work.
2. I missed work yesterday in a futile attempt to bail the water out of the basement. After 7 hours I decided to give up and move as much furniture as I could. After I sat down to rest it occurred to me to go buy a pump. Maybe I'm not as well as I think.
3. Rain finally stopped. Six hours later the water stopped squirting through the cracks in the concrete wall.
4. I'm going to attempt to convert to a 50% raw/live diet. Hopefully it will help to stave off my new sickly nature. Mom suggested this when we were both sick, but we were too exhausted and miserable to do anything about it.
5. The yarn smackdown has begun. I imagined that I would sit up tonight and finish the hat, then mail it first thing in the morning. After 6 rows...I sense impending death. At this point my goal is to get far enough along to give Huggybear a good start when she gets my WIP. After all, if the person who beats me does really well, that makes me look pretty good too.
6. Tomorrow I have to take the dogs to the groomer and the car to the garage. Something about an O2 sensor and the "service engine soon" light. damn. Plus Gus is so matted on his backside that I'll have to stop and buy a bribe (maybe chocolates?) for the groomer.
7. It's cold in here. When the water was rising I shut off the gas to the heater. Mid-March is just too close to spring to re-light.
1. The bronchitis/pnuemonia practically gone. I'm well enough to work.
2. I missed work yesterday in a futile attempt to bail the water out of the basement. After 7 hours I decided to give up and move as much furniture as I could. After I sat down to rest it occurred to me to go buy a pump. Maybe I'm not as well as I think.
3. Rain finally stopped. Six hours later the water stopped squirting through the cracks in the concrete wall.
4. I'm going to attempt to convert to a 50% raw/live diet. Hopefully it will help to stave off my new sickly nature. Mom suggested this when we were both sick, but we were too exhausted and miserable to do anything about it.
5. The yarn smackdown has begun. I imagined that I would sit up tonight and finish the hat, then mail it first thing in the morning. After 6 rows...I sense impending death. At this point my goal is to get far enough along to give Huggybear a good start when she gets my WIP. After all, if the person who beats me does really well, that makes me look pretty good too.
6. Tomorrow I have to take the dogs to the groomer and the car to the garage. Something about an O2 sensor and the "service engine soon" light. damn. Plus Gus is so matted on his backside that I'll have to stop and buy a bribe (maybe chocolates?) for the groomer.
7. It's cold in here. When the water was rising I shut off the gas to the heater. Mid-March is just too close to spring to re-light.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
no posts
Nothing for a few days. I'm sick and tired. Well...not "sick and tired". I am both sick and tired.

So that your visit isn't entirely wasted, here is a picture of me and Grandma on her porch from a couple of summers ago.
So that your visit isn't entirely wasted, here is a picture of me and Grandma on her porch from a couple of summers ago.
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