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 Steelers won barely.That happens to me at BYC and some of the recipe sites days gone before I know it.Wander over to Pinterest tomorrow Tiff. The day will be gone before you know it.![]()


Good morning. Monday rolls around way too fast.
Hey Drott, how's your hand healing?
Tiff, I'm so glad that Alex is doing well with the program! A job is exactly what he needs, so this is perfect for him right now. Way to go to Mr. Tiff for whatever he said to make it happen. You probably don't even want to know. :lol;
  You're right.  I probably don't want to know.  He just told me after he talked to him that I shouldn't have any more trouble from him.  So far, so good.That's what husbands are for.It's getting there. Still doesn't like to open jars bottles.
 
 I keep telling them someday. The run for the old coop runs up against the new one. If I get lazy I might just cut a hole in the wire and tack it to the new coop door. Tempted winters coming. I'm at the point now that I need to tear the old coop and run down to put in the new run. The new run will be easy just an old dog pen that my sister left here when she found an apartment that left her have her husky. So it will just bolt together and I'll have to make a roof. For now will just get one of the ready made covers and put chicken wire on it before the tarp goes on. Later I'd like to go with a corrugated roof on the run. Doesn't look like much but the new coop and run gives them 3x more room. Rambling on here. 
  It was salvageable but barely.  I had to fill it in with icing.  I told my sister and granny to not eat out of the back left corner.  
  Hubby's was when Shrek broke his toe.  But he said his absolutely favorite was the fact that he kept my mom from coming over much.  
 
  My mom is terrified of any dog larger than a cocker spaniel.  Another good one was paying fetch with him in the house.  He slid across the kitchen floor going for the ball but instead smacked right into the kitchen cabinet leaving a large crack.  As a puppy he chewed a giant hole in the side of our sofa.  He once pooped out a pair of Morgan's underwear.  That could have been bad but when he did it and seeing he was ok was hilarious.  He ate a whole stick off butter sitting on top of the counter.  Did the same with a pizza.  He ate about half of it.  He knew our names.  When we would tell him to go put Morgan to sleep he would get up and walk back to her room and lay on her bed with her.  He was an awesome dog!!!I'd like to just rent one now and then.That's what husbands are for.

