Not into politics AT ALL, my daughter just found this and I almost peed my pants laughing.
Archive for May 11th, 2008
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Mi Casa
Sweetiegirlz has The Look of “Happy”
Well not the blog addict am I? Muaaaahhahaha! Got on the wireless net tonight. I shouldn’t think anyone should mind the middle of the night intrusion. The family and I moved out of the “hole-tel” post haste as to not be charged for the day. Doug hadda go back to work, and so left me with downloading all our worldly goods from our smallish two door car. It wasn’t bad work. though I was surely used to it because of being so independent in California.
Our house is awesome. New Paint, new floor, new dog. haha No the dog didn’t come with house. he is Prince our “fur ever” adoptee from a rescue shelter. He is precious. Perfect in every way. I cannot believe this dog was ever going to be put down, but he was….
No furniture until Tuesday. No cable til wednesday. We’ve bought ourselves a blanket and a pillow each. A towel EACH. Sleeping on the floor is mercilessly painful. Hip grinds into floor. shoulder and arm bone meets floor. aaagggh. Vaguely familiar of California also, but without the gunfire and the crying.
Tonight there’s high wind. I looked out the window at the big oak tree in the back and it’s hard not to mentally calculate how far that sucker is tall, and if it should fall would it reach the house? Everyone is sleeping peaceably but ME! Ain’t that something?
Every night in the distance, I hear the trains. The sound is comforting to me somehow. It’s melodic and regular, a sound of ‘all is well’ because the trains are running on time.
Doug, a whirlwind of activity since this morning. Buy this buy that. We need everything. Washer /dryer, mower, computer desk. He mows the two feet high grass in the backyard, attacking it. The mower cuts off about 11 or 12 times, clogged with green, semi wet, grass sludge. It takes him over an hour to do a little yard. His flip flops are a green mess.
Later, he buys that desk and spends 5, FIVE hours putting it together. Can you say Robo-husband? Gee and it’s only Saturday(or sunday morning)
I’m McLovin’ the house all right. Spacious, lotta light, lotta room, safe neighborhood. Doug is so proud. It beats all the other government quarters by a mile.
Welcome to the family, Prince. You’ve made these last two days without furniture or T.V. fun! Let’s hope we inspire someone to adopt a “fur-ever” friend from a rescue shelter or pound near them. (Oh golly now I sound like Bob Barker. He’s as loveable as he looks. Furry like a lion. House trained, and frisky in the morning (oh wait, that’s my husband) well woke up to dog shoving snout into armpit. funneee.
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