Dogs are good company at times like that too.
I've been thinking about another German Shepard the last one did a fine job of keeping strangers out of the yard
I've been thinking about another German Shepard the last one did a fine job of keeping strangers out of the yard
Good morning LoriGood morning all.
Dale, glad you didn't have any storm problems, sure hope the areas you mentioned didn't either.
...I didn't see you like my follow up post about the newspaper building stinking...
Maybe you haven't read back since last night...
It's a kind of impressive building, for a small town, but it really stinks inside of old building, old newspaper, and ink.
We had rain, but nothing woke me up, and since I sleep so light, can't imagine we had much of anything at all.
I hear thunder now.
Angel, stay safe. Hope they won't be bad.
Paul, hope your appointment goes well today.
Oh OBG, that would scare the crap out of me!!
Dogs are good company at times like that too.
I "liked" it this morning
Glad to hear you didn't have really bad weather
I saw an article last week. They'd interviewed home robbery/invasion convicts and asked what *really* deterred them.I've been thinking about another German Shepard the last one did a fine job of keeping strangers out of the yard
They ranked a dog #1, before home security systems, or fear of an armed homeowner.
I thought that was interesting.
Maybe I was there before you...no worries.Good morning Lori
I "liked" it this morning
Glad to hear you didn't have really bad weather
I have to be really careful, it doesn't always show the newest post, sometimes it misses one.
...okay, guess I'll tell y'all how my night ended last night. 
About 10 to 10, DH comes up and says he's going to bed.
I finished reading the blog post I was in the middle of, got up and took Rita out.
As I was coming in, I let in a fly. 
Not just a little fly, one of those that is about as big as a Lima bean, and sounds like a small airplane...
I grab the flyswatter, chase it all over the kitchen, it finally lands...in the area above the kitchen cabinets...ugh.
Well, where it landed I have glassware, DH plays in an annual golf tournament, each year they give you 4 new pieces of (nice) barware...snifters, rocks glasses, etc.
So, this *censored* fly lands up there...
I get the kitchen chair over there, have to get up on the counter, trying to roust this fly...in my pj's, robe, slippers, etc...thinking this was a good way to fall and break a hip.
As predicted, I get up close enough, and he's off.
By this time, I've swatted (and missed) a few times, and DH is heckling me from the bed. 
...the chasing goes on for almost 10 minutes...of course, DH inquires if I need help....
I finally *get it*, and by the time I get to bed, I'm absolutely wide awake.
...never a dull moment around here.
About 10 to 10, DH comes up and says he's going to bed.
I finished reading the blog post I was in the middle of, got up and took Rita out.
As I was coming in,
I let in a fly. Not just a little fly, one of those that is about as big as a Lima bean, and sounds like a small airplane...
I grab the flyswatter, chase it all over the kitchen, it finally lands...in the area above the kitchen cabinets...ugh.
Well, where it landed I have glassware, DH plays in an annual golf tournament, each year they give you 4 new pieces of (nice) barware...snifters, rocks glasses, etc.
So, this *censored* fly lands up there...
I get the kitchen chair over there, have to get up on the counter, trying to roust this fly...in my pj's, robe, slippers, etc...thinking this was a good way to fall and break a hip.
As predicted, I get up close enough, and he's off.
By this time, I've swatted (and missed) a few times, and DH is heckling me from the bed.
...the chasing goes on for almost 10 minutes...of course, DH inquires if I need help....
I finally *get it*, and by the time I get to bed, I'm absolutely wide awake.
...never a dull moment around here.
...okay, guess I'll tell y'all how my night ended last night.
About 10 to 10, DH comes up and says he's going to bed.
I finished reading the blog post I was in the middle of, got up and took Rita out.
As I was coming in,
Not just a little fly, one of those that is about as big as a Lima bean, and sounds like a small airplane...
I grab the flyswatter, chase it all over the kitchen, it finally lands...in the area above the kitchen cabinets...ugh.
Well, where it landed I have glassware, DH plays in an annual golf tournament, each year they give you 4 new pieces of (nice) barware...snifters, rocks glasses, etc.
So, this *censored* fly lands up there...
I get the kitchen chair over there, have to get up on the counter, trying to roust this fly...in my pj's, robe, slippers, etc...thinking this was a good way to fall and break a hip.
As predicted, I get up close enough, and he's off.
By this time, I've swatted (and missed) a few times, and DH is heckling me from the bed.
...the chasing goes on for almost 10 minutes...of course, DH inquires if I need help....
I finally *get it*, and by the time I get to bed, I'm absolutely wide awake.
...never a dull moment around here.
I had a little one yesterday that kept hitting me in the head!
Here's the blog post I'd read last night.
This is the blog by that author I've mentioned.
The one I just loved her autobiographies, and her travel journal...and her cookbooks...
Well, I've been (back) reading her blog, I started at the oldest posts in the archives, and have been working my way forward.
This was a really funny one from last night...
Margot Datz | Susan Branch Blog
It just cracks me up, because this is so typical of how we women are.
DH and I actually had a similar experience, and even 20 some years later, I can't help but have a giggle fit thinking about it....
...anyhoodles, just thought I'd share.
This is the blog by that author I've mentioned.
The one I just loved her autobiographies, and her travel journal...and her cookbooks...
Well, I've been (back) reading her blog, I started at the oldest posts in the archives, and have been working my way forward.
This was a really funny one from last night...
Margot Datz | Susan Branch Blog
It just cracks me up, because this is so typical of how we women are.
DH and I actually had a similar experience, and even 20 some years later, I can't help but have a giggle fit thinking about it....
...anyhoodles, just thought I'd share.
Darn flies are just miserable!
I had a little one yesterday that kept hitting me in the head!
...I think the thunderstorm went W of us.
I haven't heard any thunder for awhile now....
Agreed! Guess the storms are driving them inDarn flies are just miserable!
...I think the thunderstorm went W of us.
I haven't heard any thunder for awhile now....
Off to read that blog then I suppose I should get dressed
That would be my guess.That might be the stuff that went through here at 4:30 AM kind of loud it was
2 out of 3 here for now
I just looked at the radar, we're getting just the very edge of it, it's barely even raining.
Poor DH is delivering equipment up to Champaign, IL and then coming back this afternoon...he's going to prob be in it both ways...there, and back.
...okay, guess I'll tell y'all how my night ended last night.
About 10 to 10, DH comes up and says he's going to bed.
I finished reading the blog post I was in the middle of, got up and took Rita out.
As I was coming in,
Not just a little fly, one of those that is about as big as a Lima bean, and sounds like a small airplane...
I grab the flyswatter, chase it all over the kitchen, it finally lands...in the area above the kitchen cabinets...ugh.
Well, where it landed I have glassware, DH plays in an annual golf tournament, each year they give you 4 new pieces of (nice) barware...snifters, rocks glasses, etc.
So, this *censored* fly lands up there...
I get the kitchen chair over there, have to get up on the counter, trying to roust this fly...in my pj's, robe, slippers, etc...thinking this was a good way to fall and break a hip.
As predicted, I get up close enough, and he's off.
By this time, I've swatted (and missed) a few times, and DH is heckling me from the bed.
...the chasing goes on for almost 10 minutes...of course, DH inquires if I need help....
I finally *get it*, and by the time I get to bed, I'm absolutely wide awake.
...never a dull moment around here.
Sounds like you need a rubber band gun and a big bag of ammo
I think so!!Sounds like you need a rubber band gun and a big bag of ammo
Awwwwww, you need another one of those!!
...love the Betty Boop pj's too.
Well, we just had quite a little downpour with some wind just now.
Glad the main part of that missed us.
Glad the main part of that missed us.
...love the Betty Boop pj's too.
Old girlfriend
she moved out years ago now but I still have a box of Boop stuff in the basement,guess she doesn't want it
Guess it's your's now.Old girlfriend
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