Monday, May 22, 2017


It was 90°+ today. When you are large and fluffy you get a little hot and just melt when you get in the house. 

Friday, May 19, 2017

I ❤️ Frank

All my family was very nice (spell check gave me Mary vice there, which made me laugh). 

But Frank went above and beyond. 




And a pretty. 

Thank you dear! 

Sunday, May 14, 2017


It's not quite breakfast, it's not quite lunch, but it comes with a slice of canteloupe at the end. You don't get completely what you would at breakfast, but you get a good meal.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Day Trip

Handy and I took a "personal day" and did something fun. 
He doesn't really like going on the weekend in the same direction he drives every day, 
but it is pretty spectacular drive and the end result was fun. 

He sees this car often. 

Not only is it antenna-laden, 
there are gauges and keyboards all over the dash. 
What type of mobile unit is this driver commanding?

It was a gorgeous day at the beach.

A grilled shrimp sandwich sounded great in theory,
but the shrimp kept falling out!

Visiting my alma mater, I was a little miffed.
There were no massages and dog therapy when I was there!

The exhibit of Michael Westmore's creations was small but very interesting.

We saw Data's brain!!!

Sunday, April 23, 2017


The young huntsman was attempting camouflage in the garden, 
pretending to be another cat statue.

Advancing on his prey - me!

Turning into a dust bunny.


Saturday, April 22, 2017


I'm really disgusted.

1) All but one of these onion rings.

And 2) I couldn't rant on my own Facebook page without everyone defending the purveyors.

So I am ranting here.

They were disgusting.

Comments closed.

Sent from the depths of disgust.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Darling Dog

The Handy Grandpa invited us to a catered dinner at his mobile home park. The Dog-in-Law was very eager to be included.

She was clearly anticipating table scraps. Unfortunately she was not invited! She did have some chicken in her food dish and I hope she got treaties afterwards. Who am I kidding? Of course she did.

Grandpa pulled a fast one on us. "She's famous," he said.  Like maybe on the cover of the park's newsletter, I wondered?

Nope.  He showed off his latest postage stamps. "There she is, top and bottom corners."

He got us.