[My] Life in Wisconsin

Bringing "The Desiderada" to Mind-

A wee bit of a rant.


















Speaking of caring, I was told today that I do not care.
Oh, "what*
e*ver".

hehehe



But then to [try to] 'threaten' me with these words, "other people read {your replies} and wonder..."
... blah blah blah




# 1. If they haven't the sense to ask me to explain something or another, then they will remain invisible to me.
# 2. My parents raised me much better than to worry about what the Joneses are thinking, saying, doing, etc.

As I told the author, 'if the day should ever come that I actually give a good damn what others think of me, then I can only hope that would be the very day that my heart stops beating.'

*sigh* 
As we have all learned, there are friends. And then there are "Friends"
Ya know?

I do however, take issue with anyone even insinuating that I am apathetic.
I know I am not. God knows I am not. (And if need be, those really are the only ones that matter).

Please though, do not be thinking that I do not care what you write, or even "if" you comment anywhere.
You see, I have learned (a long time ago) that without your comments I never have much of a blog; no matter what I might choose to write about.

Simply put, if you do not understand something, just ask. I will answer as best as I can, with references if need be.

What I promise not to do, ever, is reply with "I can not help it if you do not comprehend what I write. and its not my job to explain it further"

All I can say to that is 'Wow, that's sad'

XOXO
Anne

PS
The fact will remain that the person in question will not even take the time to read this.
It's too bad because I believe we may all benefit from reading this daily.

Desiderata


Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.

Be careful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann

Fleur-de-lis pic from google

Critters. Cabbage. (and Speed Limit Signs)?




Good Evening Everyone;
Rain. Rain. And more rain! If it didn't bring with it this godawful humidity, (dewpoint into the 70's), it would be even more welcome.

I spent only a few hours outside today, mostly getting out there before the sun is up, or as close to sundown as I can-  But this was still early enough so out I went to pull weeds and to transplant a few things.
By the time Casey got here at noon or so, I was completely drenched with sweat. (Oh that shower felt mighty good)!  I'd even thrown a few seeds around, but out mostly to pull weeds. The rains make weeding so nice, and they come out so easy.

A walk to the woods reveals the young cabbages are doing well-


Furple Cabbage


Rock Cabbage

As are the tomatoes...

Tomatoes Blossoming!


Sunset Tuesday
You can feel the humidity with each breath.

Even at sunset
Time to clear the line-

Back Door



Punk had her annual exam and vaccine consult yesterday morning. And boosters to her rabies vaccine, kennel cough, bordetella, DHPP,  Lymes, and Lepto.

Of course, Punk being Punk, also needed her anal sacs expressed.
(Hey! I know people like that)! hehehe
 

"Oh no, you doe-wint!"
Punk saw him getting those gloves on... (and her tail disappeared)!

After a few intimate doggie dances with Doc Spires, it was learned that one of her glands was normal -(the size of a lima bean).
The other was the size of a golf ball! Glad I asked to have him check that too, although if I had waited it might have been part of the exam? Hmmm...

Leaving there early enough still, Casey wanted to stop at Burger King for a breakfast sandwich.

Oh the things you learn in one days time... Methinks Burger King in Suamico has a bit of a rodent problem.
 
At the drive-up, Punk learned that no matter how hard she pressed it with her face and head, the front windshield would not pop out to give her access to the gopher that had crossed in front of the car...

Varmint #1 at BK

But that patience is a virtue too-


Varmint #2 at BK
Turning her head just a tad, to be treated to yet another varmint-
This rat that ran from the garbage area was too gross to even look at. (Casey and I were exchanging the camera at this point so no pics of said varmints). Sorry.

At least those creatures were outside.

As we drove home, Punk, still reeling from the rodents at Burger King, (and
her previous violation), decided that she didn't like the speed limit sign?


Punk didn't like the road sign


OK, maybe it was the guy that was peeing on it...

speed limit sign
hehehe
OK, that is not my picture- It came from an email a while back-
(I just couldn't resist sticking it in there either).


Back to the speed limit signs on our own road...

Casey and Punk are thick as thieves some days, and if Punk doesn't like the sign, then the sign must go.

I pulled over, and Casey promptly got out to fix Punk's problem...


PUSH BABY, PUSH!


-and sent Casey out to take care of it



If that doesn't work, then give it a good kick (or ten).

When upper appendages won't work, use the lower
Or 20, or 30...

Then comes SUCCESS in all of its glory!

Oops! You bent it!
Oops. She may have bent it a little... 
hehehe

Not that she cares.

Raspberry Casey
ROTFLMAO!



Life goes on...

I hope all are doing well through this insufferable heat and humidity- and I hope you have access to an air conditioner, even if it's at the mall.

Love to all.

XOXO
Me

PS
No laws were broken with the creation of this blog.

Holy Crap! All deleted now! I was just informed by Sweet Pea that when she visited my top page, it gave her a notification about my national terror alert indicator- that it had some sort of malware in it. I have now deleted that all. (Special thanks to Pea for letting me know)! XOXO, Me