Given my recent post about the Peugeot and my dad’s less than fondness of the French, this came up for me. We were on a trip to New York when the kids were young (2004, maybe? That’d put Blondie at 12 and the Boy at seven), and we hit up the Statue of Liberty. With … Continue reading You did not say that to him! I stared down my son.
As we all settled into our seats in business class on the British Airlines 777 (I was not going business in the damn 380, I don’t know who designed that turkey… more on that later maybe)… ahhh… gotta love going in business from the west coast to London, a bed is just so civilized, more … Continue reading “No… champagne…?!” Squeaked Granny.
We went on a railroad ride in the Ulster Mountains (the Catskills), an excursion from the riverboat cruise on the Hudson River we’re currently on. I imagine this train is great as the Polar Express with children and entertainers singing, but as a ride for a bunch of oldies whose average age, when you consider … Continue reading Owwwww! Screamed the bug.
A couple of days after the expectant mama dog went home, we had a pupper come back to visit. He’s a lovely dog, very gentle, and treats Granny with great care, which endears him to all of us. Except perhaps one member of the household. We’ve known this puppy since he was a baby, and … Continue reading But… but… I’d like some… said the dog.
The dog looked puzzled. We are, once again, puppy sitting, except this retriever is no puppy. She's full grown, a breeder dog, and in heat. She is a lovely, lovely dog - she's so laid back she's horizontal (literally, most of the time). She lives quite a bit south, and to breed her she needs … Continue reading I’m NOT stepping on you! Shouted the cat.
Okay, he’s not totally a puppy at this point. This lad is HUGE, 15 months old and is going IFT (in for training) as of September. And he’s a good 70 pounds of love bug. He gets a bit hyper when meeting people, but otherwise, dang, all he wants to do is declare his undying … Continue reading “Nope I’m not going in there” said the puppy.
We went kayaking on Bass Lake, just outside Yosemite, Beloved and I, during our weekend vacation. Well, my weekend vacay, as we’re here until Thursday while I work starting Monday. She’s still enjoying the benefits of our 2008 agreement … I work, she raises the kids. The Boy graduated high school in 2015, and she’s … Continue reading The wake is incessant and kind of annoying.
Ice. Rocks. A girl’s best friend. Among other precious stones. So when I went to get my ears re-pierced, and was presented with the options of what to have reside on each side of my cranium for a couple of months… yeah, I probably shoulda gone with plain studs. But… but… they were so prit-ty. … Continue reading I have to confess: I like sparklies.
Our latest visitor, a female yellow lab, nine months old, lives in a house with a mom who is… well, a hardcore Dodger fan. Our latest guest. Puppy: I LOVE baseball its the bestest it’s so awesome and we watch on TV all the time I mean all the time I love to play it … Continue reading Do you like baseball? Asked the puppy, eagerly.
It's kind of amazing, really, the way the cat picks up on the nature of the dogs we puppysit even before we do. The last one was, well, a little hysterical about meeting her. This one is one of the calmest young pups we've had around... he's another of those lovely dogs who want you … Continue reading “I’m outta here,” said the cat, bizarrely calm.
Examining Misadventures 