It Did It Again!

 

The next load of wash left this too...
(Life- it's kinda like that).

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Good Morning!
A bit chilly out there again today. (As I type it is 1° ABOVE zero). Both dogs fast asleep too. Wish I could be, but woke about 10:30 last night and have been awake ever since. And not that I am tired either, so I'd best not complain.
(Not like I did when I thought it was cold when it got down into the 20's).
We will be lucky to even see 20° today.

By now you have all figured out that my last entry was purely fiction.
But what fun it was to even spend the day dreaming about a life away; if only for a little while. (And no, I am NOT talking about going to Minnesota either). hehehe
sigh

My snow plow man was in Minnesota himself this past week. So I am hoping to get plowed out today! (Say YAY!).
I am not truly snowed in-
In the event that I need to get out, as I told his wife, "We will get out."
(She hasn't been plowed out either).
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A little deep...

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Pretty...

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And darn cold!
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And I am SO tempted to turn that thermostat up!

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While the dogs go out to play, they do not stay outside either.
But I did speak too soon about Miss Milly wanting to be in. I still have no problem at night, but when the sun is out she whines and cries on and on. In the teens yesterday I just let her whine. (Maybe today too). Even Punk goes out for a stroll.
Not me. Tough enough to psych myself up to dash out to the mailbox and back.
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These were taken Wednesday
(a bit warmer at about 27 degrees).

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It is also when I had to start fighting with MillyDog.
To get/keep her inside.

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My silly frozen solid rug from the laundry room.
I wonder if it will ever thaw out?

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But I have proof now,
of what causes my soap suds in the back entrance too.

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As she tried to get to a varmint...

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Yes. Yes. I will try to rectify that today.
Say "Brrr"...
I just need a bit more psyching...

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Miss Milly decided to try to get that yucky bone in the house,
(since clearly there was no burying it)!

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And then the sun went down,
and then it got REALLY cold.
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Life goes on!
How are YOUR temps?
(Just trying to decide who to move in with)!
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Have a fabulous Friday!

XOXO
Anne

PS...
This was on my Flickr account this morning...

If you can't read it, it is as follows.
..."Due to changes in your AT&T Internet Service, your Flickr Pro account will expire on 1st April, 1902. That's in 10745 days! You can renew Flickr Pro for just $24.95 for a one-year account. And to thank you for staying with us, we'll give you another two months at no cost. "
.......Um, WHAT?!?!

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Friday December 5, 2008 - 07:58am (CST)

Where Ever Your Thoughts May Take You

When we got home, Sputnik was MORE than p*ssed-
He hissed at us and he'd been so mad that he'd pretty much torn up the old couch.
(That's OK, that couch still has to be moved to Caseys apartment). hehehe

The dogs were tired from flying, but were otherwise happy to be home again, being able to stretch out their legs after being kenneled up for half a day on the flight home.

But oh what a trip we'd had!

It had actually began late last year- with a phone call from DeeAnne.
That she swore me to secrecy right up front was no problem, until I found out that I had agreed to keep her winning a $25 MILLION Powerball jackpot under wraps.
OMG!!! That was SO unfair- I know plenty of people that would have rejoiced with her.

But "mum" was the word. And I complied.
"Difficult, but not impossible"
EXTREMELY difficult would be more appropriate.

I write of it now only because DeeAnne (My Little Sweet Pea/ Splat Pea), has finally decided to share her story.

Not a story of just herself; but one that rocks our blog world- and will, for years to come.

She'd shared her 1st big purchase-
And by "big" I mean in excess of 1.5 MILLION dollars.

She had ordered a bus...

 Not your normal every day bus...
It was a Prevost XLII Entertainer.
With her special order, extras, and accessorizing etc it had taken almost 9 months to build, customize, and be delivered.

In her own words, " It was neither truck nor semi. It was not a car nor was it an RV. It was in fact an RV on steroids."

In MY words, it seemed to be Heaven on Wheels.
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Over 45' of sheer bliss!

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I'd always wanted to see the United States in an RV...

Nor will I be as lucky as Sweet Pea to win the lottery! (I hear tell you have to actually BUY a ticket first).

I am still so happy for her!!!

She'd told me she would begin to 'road trip' as soon as she could-
That her and her beloved pup, Izzy B, were going to hit the highways...
Damn the torpedoes (and the price of diesel fuel)-
FULL SPEED AHEAD...

Sweet Pea also had bought (and towed) an enclosed 7 x 14' trailer to store everyones belongings that wouldn't even fit below decks on the bus in the under floor bays.
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Can you believe that with all of us, we had it filled up???
Somebody brought too many shoes!!!

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They pulled in to my humble abode... already coming across the better part of 3100 miles; filling half a bus of dogs, one cat, and 8 wonderful friends (so far) I had not yet met.
Miss Milly and Punk were excited to see everyone, but of course were more interested in Kona and IzzyB.
(Surprisingly they were even nice to Carlos the cat)!

They told Casey and I of their road trip so far... Said the vittles weren't very good and NO ONE liked stopping at McDonalds either.
Casey offered to do the cooking.
We agreed, even though she tried to poison Greg just last week
(CLICK HERE to read how bad Hamburger Helper really is)!
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Casey doesn't blog often but when she does it is worth a peek and a comment!

Go ahead click and read, I'll wait... Check her new pictures too too!
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Packed and having loaded our luggage into the slowly shrinking trailer everyone was ready to "Hit~the~Road~Jack" ...

And so we did, taking Punk and Miss Milly "along for the ride"

We also "Hit~the~Lake~Jake" And took 'The Badger' across Lake Michigan from Manitowoc, Wisconsin to Ludington, Michigan.

It is a trip I have made many times in my life. Usually at night when the work was done; and usually renting out one of the berths to nap in.
For me, it was always nap for those 4 hours, or turn green. (And a very pukey shade of green too). 

But I didn't turn green this time!
And to see all the stars above with the water below was somehow wonderfully comforting in the presence of my daughter and my new friends.

We stopped to pick up Hyiidra and we were off to meet Sweet Pea's Dad and JMom.
I was very upset that I couldn't have hooked up Kelli's new trailer to take my old Simplicity tractor along. "Dad" would have had it fixed up by now and I would be driving to go pick it up already.
But Pea said her insurance would not cover two trailers.
Yes, we were already driving the better part of 75 feet down the road...
Sheesh, I wish I had a dollar for every time that trailer ran over a curb...

And on up to Cheboygan, MI.
What a small world, this is where my cousin Burt, his wife, and two daughters live! (They have horses).
To Caseys dismay we could not stop to visit-
But we picked up yet another friend, Jane!
Casey paid us back by refusing to cook dinner for us that night.
So we all stopped for pasties.
Wait, she LOVES pasties... Maybe it wasn't payback...
(I love them too; just no turnips or rutabagas for me).


In her blog today, Sweet Pea has asked what the most memorable part of the trip was...

My answer just HAS to be The "Ride" of The Karaoke.

Pea has dual entertainment systems (front, back, and sideways to Sunday)... Integrated within the 2 spacious lounges were these full Entertainment Systems including TV, DVD, CD, AM-FM Cassette, VCR, and in-motion Satellite Receiver.
We set every receiver to Karaoke Channel, cranked up the volume, and we all sang along.

Suddenly, a pause, and the bus quieted. Certainly there was more?!?
And there WAS more!

QUEEN came on the speakers...
Yeah you know, "Bicycle Race"
And DeeAnne sang the solo!
The rest of us joining in on the chorus... (Or should I say "chaos")???
Even the dogs sang along!
Great fun.

As we crossed the miles from state to state I'd napped and woke at one point-
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A sharp corner- enough to wake me, but not enough to throw me off of the king sized bed!
And just in time it was to see Waterbury, Connecticut!! This is where my daughter Jennifer had once lived and worked.
It is also where she and her husband became such very good friends-
(They would end up marrying in 2006, 2 years to the day before Caseys TP/AIT surgery).
It was nice to see where Jenne and Aaron had once lived and worked.

Later to have traveled South- Had I been blindfolded, I would have known when I was in The South. I love the accent!

Across the South- all the way to The Gulf of Mexico. Through Louisiana, then northward to Arkansas, to Missouri and then back south to Oklahoma and then to Texas...
We picked up more and more and more people as we went!
Straight south to Donna, Texas- which incidentally is only a few miles from The Rio Grand!
How cool to see everything in person instead of on the telly or in books.
I touched the water!

To drive west from there... Through New Mexico, through Arizona, to Nevada!
With a stop in Vegas, Baby! (And yes, "What happen$ in Vega$...").

Leaving Vegas the next day to travel to Southern California. And to end up at the beach. A beautiful powerful essence of life itself.

Before this trip I had never seen the ocean.
Now I have seen and touched two!
Without Sweet Pea in my life I still would not have.
Without Pea, I would not have met so many good friends either.

I love you always Sweet Pea.
Where ever you are, (and where ever your thoughts take you)!

XOXO
Anne



For Pea's blog, please CLICK HERE.
hehehe  
Maybe I should have sent you there first!

For Pea's Map, Please CLICK HERE

Now tell me, where have YOUR thoughts taken YOU?

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Originally posted on my Y! 360.

Private Request (Including a "Pretty Please")...

Oh another private entry you ask?
'Tis the only way I can keep this from Caseys prying eyes
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And of course this would only for those of you that send out cards (or have class projects?)

I was recently asked for my address so someone could send me a Christmas card.
As I replied, a better thought crossed my mind...

I deferred to Casey...

If you would like, please send her a card-

CaseyAnne  L.  DeGrave (and Greg Schoen)
1420 Packerland Drive,  APT D-13
Green Bay, WI 54304

Pretty please?

As you know, her transplant is scheduled for the 18th- She has to be admitted to the hospital 2 full days before. We will be leaving Green Bay on the 14th or 15th, depending on the weather.
If you could send it to her ASAP, I believe you all may just be able to help lift her spirits.

Please feel free to copy/paste and send this on to your own friends and family; and share with anyone who 'does' cards.
Just don't tell Casey!

I would love to see her writing, blogging, and smiling about all the cheer she receives in her mailbox!




Please let's keep her smiling!










Love to you all

XOXO
Me

"And THEN..."

Rating:	★★★
Category:	Other

Sassy, but funny little jokes...
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By following the simple advice I heard on a Medical TV show, I have finally found inner peace.

A Doctor proclaimed the way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started.

So I looked around my house to see things I'd started and hadn't finished.
Before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a bottle of shhardonay, a bodle of Baileys, a butle of vocka, a pockage of Prunglies, tha mainder of bot Prozic and Valum scriptins, the res of the Chesescke an a box a choclits.

Yu haf no idr who fkin gud I fel.

Peas sen dis orn to dem yu fee AR in ned ov inr pis.

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Mrs. Johnson decided to have her portrait painted by a famous artist.
She told the artist, 'Paint me with diamond earrings, a diamond necklace, emerald bracelets and a ruby pendant.'
'But you are not wearing any of those things.'
'I know,' said Mrs. Johnson.
'My health is not good and my husband is having an affair with his secretary. When I die I want the b*tch to go nuts looking for the jewelry.'

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He said to me . . . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it.
I said to him . . . You wear pants don't you?
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me . . ..... Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
She said . That's a good idea - you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa and fart!
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me. ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
I said to him . .....Turn sideways and look in the mirror!
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me. ..... Why don't women blink during foreplay?
I said to him .. . They don't have time.
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me. . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
I said to him .. . We don't know; it has never happened.
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me. . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and good- looking?
I said to him . . . They already have boyfriends.
And then the fight started . . .

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I said...What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
He said. . . A widow.
And then the fight started . . .

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He said to me . .. . Why are married women heavier than single women?
I said to him . . . Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed.
Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.
And then the fight started . . .

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My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, "What's on TV?"

I said, "Dust."

And then the fight started . . .

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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, "I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 Seconds."

I bought her a scale.

And then the fight started . . .

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When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive . . .

So, I took her to a gas station . . .

And then the fight started . . .

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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security.
The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age.
I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I
told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.
The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'.
So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.
When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.

She said, 'you should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten Disability, too.'

And then the fight started . . .

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I rear-ended a car this morning.
So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.
You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny?
Yeah, well I couldn't believe it... He was a DWARF!!!

He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!'

So, I looked down at him and said, 'Well, then which one are you?'

And then the fight started . . .

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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'
'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.

''My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'

And then the fight started . . .


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You all are going to have to rate these- They made me giggle anyway.

Thank you to Beth and Katie for making my inbox funny this morning!
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Now I am wondering if anyone has anything to add?

XOXO
Me

PS...
I shall be back with 10 Thoughts.
(That is, if I have enough little thoughts left over after writing out a few cards).
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love to all.

Black Friday. Whose Fault Was It Anyway?

Good Chilly Morning;
Another sleepless night here- I have to get to Fleet Farm and get a chicken lamp for the water pit. I keep waking up to run water to make sure it doesn't freeze out there-
The high tomorrow is to be about 22.  ~Whoopdefreakin'doo~
Just too early for this all...

Now back to my title.
We have all heard the news, seen the tape, etc.
(CLICK HERE if your "rock" is bigger than mine).

Here's your question...

Who really IS responsible for that mans death at WalMart on Black Friday?

• Is it WalMart? For example they didn't do enough to control the crowd... (Keep in mind the man that died was not an employee of WalMart, just hired on as extra security to help assist with crowd control).
• Or the shoppers? By trampling this man to death...

Still not sure?

What if it had been a shopper that had died?
What if it had been a child?

Please let me know your thoughts.

XOXO
Anne

Drains. December. And Andrew

 

My shower...
Wait, it figures in, I promise.
(Casey's rubber ducky)...

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Good Morning, and Happy December!

Not sure how much snow we got- Maybe about 3 or 4 inches of the white fluffy stuff... Hard to tell as it blows around the yard.
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Last night before it really started coming down hard.

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And this morning,
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It is currently 26 degrees-
Not so bad until you figure in the 'breeze'; which will be about 20 mph all day; and gusting to 30.
That adds a bit more chill to being outside.

I am thinking that I do not wish to get out and shovel until the winds die down.
(With any luck, that might be next March).

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I woke yesterday with a bit of a migraine-
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I took my little pills, and still my head could have gone either way.

I decided to go stand in a warm shower for a while. But first ran the washer full of water so it could wash a load while I was showering.

The day got a little better as I emptied the pockets of a pair of jeans I had thrown in the hamper...
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I always LOVE these little 'finds'...

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I load the washer and start the load.
I get in the shower and let the warm water run all over my head.

Getting out of the shower I hear the laundry still agitating.
This is good timing, as I have been caught every now and then still in the tub when it goes to rinse- (Generally a very HOT awakening).

As I towel dry, the washer goes into it's first drain cycle. My washer drains outside through the sump pump hosing...

Suddenly I hear the darn thing draining all over my back entrance.
(That #@%!ing hosing must have froze up on me).

Since I am naked as the morning I was born, there is no way I am dashing back there to shut the darn thing off either.
(The increased B/P does nothing to help my head)...
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Kind of a drastic way to bring up the humidity on the house.
Oh well.

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Punk growls more than a few times at the noise coming through the register from the back entrance.
With her ears perked up, crooked, and cockeyed, she is just not quite sure what she was ready to protect me from either.

I throw on a pair of sneakers and go back there, knowing I would not like what I would see. There are pretty little bubble suds all over, and almost reaching to the basement steps.
I tiptoe through the water and suds, and shut the washer off.
As I peek out the back door, not a single drop of graywater has made it out the end of that drainhose.

The high yesterday was to get to about 33 degrees, so I had to wait to finish that load until the hose thawed out.

Back to the bathroom then, damning the drain in the back, Punk knew that those cockeyed ears needed cleaning as she surveyed what I had grabbed from the closet.
Yes, her paws needed a bit of attention too...
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She is not real big on this but knows she gets a nice treat after,
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The back entrance drained very slowly, and my rug was completely drenched...
I pitched it out the back door sometime yesterday afternoon- after I'd tired of the Packer Game (rare).

As I tossed that rug out, I noticed that i had never put the winter window in the screen door. So that got done too.

A bit warmer back there now- those breezes I'd spoken of earlier will be coming straight at that door.
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Since I am not decorating this year,
perhaps I'll just hang a bulb out my window
onto the shrubs...
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(Photos courtesy of Snowstorm Andrew)...

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I'd better close- I still have a laundry room floor to scrub, snow to move, and that rug (now buried and frozen solid) to find and hang on the line.

Love to all-
Have a Mah~velous Monday!

XOXO
Me

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Monday December 1, 2008 - 08:22am (CST)

Define "Grim" ...

Good Evening!
Just a note to let you all know I am still alive- Just got in from playing with the dogs. (They have not harmed themselves, or me, lately). They did however make me throw around a busted frisbee, and a couple of squeak balls for a long time.
"Long" in this weather is how long it takes me to get freezie fingers. (About half an hour tonight).
It is 29° right now.
Snow/Ice in the forecast for the game tomorrow. But the worst of that storm is going to be way south of us here. (Sure hope they're right about that).

I am still giggling, having gotten to my little horoscopes a bit late today.

Here is the first one...

Dear Anne,

Here is your Daily Cancer GreenScope for
Saturday, November 29:

Your sense of grace, sensitivity and sound judgment will come in handy when you receive the most grim holiday gift ever.
A lie or honesty?
Skirt the issue, but always write a thank-you note. That's where your creativity comes in really handy.
Acknowledge the good intentions.
Remember: it's the thought that counts: 'Thanks for the lovely rug. It'll look great in my basement!

So I wait-
Ever so cautiously, I checked the mailbox for anything "grim".
Maybe bills are "grim" ?

And then this one too...

Dear Anne,
Here is your horoscope
for Saturday, November 29:

You may be somewhat overcommitted today or it could just be that your schedule doesn't allow for enough private time. Try to grab a few moments here and there to re-center yourself.

A "few moments" ?
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So I "centered" myself on the couch, and took a nap.

Hope your Saturday was better than "grim" !

XOXO
Me

PS
Silly question here.
Why does frisbee always come up under spell check as wrong?

Awesome Card/Talent ~Happy Thanksgiving~

http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=WQ26144948
Please click on the above link...

Turkey in the Straw - animated Flash ecard by Jacquie Lawson

(Thank You Aunt Marlene)!

XOXO
Anne

This Says It All...

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XOXO
Anne

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Hospitals and Dog Fights

Casey and Punk
They (almost) look innocent.

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Good Morning Everyone;
I am very tired today. 
(As are the two troublemakers pictured above)...

First and foremost, Casey was back at the hospital last night, treated for her pancreatic pain; and released in the wee hour of the morning.
The doctors in the ER at St. Marys know her now, and do not hesitate to treat.
There seem to be no further stupid questions about her nonexistent drinking, or (also nonexistent) illegal drug use.

I have spoken to her this morning. She sounds rough. Too little sleep and way too much breakthrough pain. She will be calling her Dr. shortly to let him know all of this.

Mr. Miller came yesterday. And since all the snow has arrived, I hadn't the heart to put him where he couldn't find dry ground. So I put him out by Miss Milly. They need to be amenable to each other because Milly will be residing at his house while we are gone for Caseys surgery.
And yes, they get along quite well.(And always have).

I let Punk outside yesterday afternoon as I went to shake a rug.
Looking at the 3 dogs so cute, I thought to come back inside to grab the camera.

But didn't.

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Keep in mind now that the following all happened within a time span of about 15~20 seconds.

As I shook that silly rug, there was a most godawful noise.
I turn to look to the dogs.
They are fighting.
This is NOT rough housing and fun.
It is scary- something with a 'Cujo' air.
No wagging of the tails, indeed they are moving, but sure not in a good way.
Accompanied by this terrible throaty and menacing growling.
(By the time I had taken that all in, I was already hollering and running toward them).
My yelling and cursing did nothing to phase them.

I know it is not good to come between two fighting dogs.
I do so anyway.

I grab the old broom by the kennel, swing and yell at the same time.
With my legs between them, they separate; but they do not move away from each other.
Both dogs every hair standing straight on end, while their eyes were still locked on each other.

No one moves.
Well except for me...

I run my mouth once more, (adrenalin charged Tourettes); and forcibly move one away from the other.

Still hollering, I continue moving this dog toward the house...
She is walking kind of lame.
As is her mother.

Yes, it was Punk and Milly!

WTfreakin'H?

And it is over as soon as it had begun.

My question to you who have multiple dogs...
Has this ever happened between your own dogs?
And if so, what to do about it???

Milly is not in heat.
Punk has always run out to play with her mother.

They are BOTH females, but that should not be a problem.

I realize too that with emotions running high around my house now my dogs feel that also whether we think we 'show' it or not.

But still !!!!

I am always the first to remind people never to say "not MY dog" (for that is as stupid as it is ignorant and silly).

And I also know that sometimes we have a tendency to forget that first and foremost these dogs are "animals" .

I have NO idea what set them off.
I am very thankful that I did not come inside and grab my camera. Those extra seconds would have cost them dearly; (probably myself as well).

The next time that Punk went outside, I was right there. Again she rambled up to Mamas kennel. Again the fur stood, and she was led away.

This morning all is well... ?

Please let me know what may have caused this? They both get along with Mr. Miller, and there have never been any other skirmishes.

Just one more damn thing to worry about.

Love to all.

XOXO
Anne

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Woman's dog found dead in oven

http://www.fox11online.com/dpp/news/local_wluk_greenbay_womans_dog_found_dead_in_oven_200811251730_rev1
Is there anything more sickening than this?
Are your dogs even safe IN YOUR OWN HOME anymore?
Is this a case for reinstatement of the death penalty? (I think so).

I am aghast that this happens in Green Bay, (not that it would be any less nauseating in any other town/country).

Read if you can, but know this is not for weak stomachs.

GREEN BAY - 'Hulk' was a five-month old Pekinese/Poodle. Its owner, Alex Rouse, says she came home and her house was smoky. That is when she and a friend found 'Hulk' in the oven.

Authorities say it happened on the 800 block of Elmore Street at around three o'clock Sunday morning. Green Bay Police are investigating it as a burglary and a cruelty to animals case.

Investigators do not know if the dog was alive or not when someone put it in the oven. The case is still under investigation and at this point, police are not identifying any potential suspects. Authorities say it is important to stop this kind of crime before it gets even more serious.

"If it escalates to a crime upon a person instead of an animal, you don't know what the individual's intent was in regards to this," said Captain Karl Fleury with Green Bay Police. "So of course, it does concern us because it is a heinous act."

If you know anything about this case, please call the Green Bay Police Department. Their number is (920) 448-3200.


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Rest in Peace, Little Hulk, and KNOW that there are those of us who would have done ANYthing to help you.
And may your owner be able to get over this... somehow, but for the Grace of God.

(Picture is my Miss Milly and her puppies. 3/28/06).

Black Friday Cheat Sheet (Here's the ads).

http://www.black-friday.net/
I stay home (and hide), far from the maddening crowds...
Save your money on the papers, here are the links for you.
(Thanks Beep).




BLACK FRIDAY AVAILABLE ONLINE NOW

Due to the weak economy, desperate retailers are putting their Black Friday deals online earlier than ever. See the list of the latest Black Friday specials that are available to purchase right now without having to wait until Thursday.

Stay home and CLICK HERE to see online ads:
http://www.black-friday.net/online/

OR,
Do you shop at any of these stores?
Click to see these IN~STORE ads! http://www.black-friday.net/

Black Friday Ads

* 6ave (38)
* AAFES (98)
* Abt Electronics
* Ace Hardware (57)
* Amazon.com (3)
* American Eagle
* Apple Store
* Avenue.com
* Babies R Us (34)
* Banana Republic (1)
* Barnes & Noble
* Bass Pro Shops (50)
* Bath & Body Works (1)
* Bealls
* BestBuy (329)
* BJ's (45)
* Borders
* Boscovs
* Brookstone
* Buckle.com (14)
* Burlington Coat Factory (42)
* Buy.com
* Cabelas (139)
* Circuit City (456)
* CompUSA
* Craft Warehouse (56)
* CVS (58)
* dELiAs
* Dell Home (29)
* Dell Small Business (1)
* Dicks Sporting Goods (43)
* Disney Store
* EBgames
* EMS
* Factory Card & Party Outlet (13)
* Fashion Bug
* Finish Line
* Fred's
* Fry's
* GameStop (152)
* Gander Mountain (72)
* Gap
* Half Price Books (5)
* Harbor Freight (111)
* hhgregg (12)
* Home Depot (189)
* Ikea (33)
* JC Penney (249)
* JoAnn Fabrics (126)
* Jos. A Bank (8)
* J&R (2)
* KB Toys (98)
* Kmart (503)
* Kmart Thanksgiving (156)
* Kohls (540)
* Lane Bryant
* Limited Too
* Linens-N-Things (39)
* Lowe's (131)
* Macys (158)
* Meijer (385)
* Menards (79)
* Michaels
* Micro Center
* Modells
* Navy Exchange (40)
* Newegg.com (1)
* New York & Company (13)
* Northern Tool (162)
* Office Depot (92)
* OfficeMax (65)
* Old Navy (12)
* Overstock.com (1)
* Pacific Sunwear (17)
* Payless ShoeSource
* PepBoys (12)
* PETCO
* PETsMART
* Radio Shack (102)
* Rite Aid (49)
* Ritz Camera (75)
* Sam's Club (59)
* Sears (682)
* ShopKo
* Sony
* Sports Authority (210)
* Staples (175)
* Target (178)
* The Great Indoors
* Things Remembered
* Tiger Direct
* Tommy Hilfiger (5)
* Toys R Us (256)
* Toys R Us Big Toy Book (330)
* Tractor Supply Company (152)
* Value City
* Vitamin Shoppe
* Walgreens (22)
* Walmart (241)
* Zales

Category List

* Automotive (71)
* Clothing & Apparel (1023)
* Computer Accessories (233)
* Desktops & Laptops (60)
* Digital Cameras (193)
* Digital Media (94)
* Electronics (382)
* GPS Systems (94)
* Holiday Items (290)
* Home (948)
* Jewelry (288)
* Miscellaneous (1035)
* Movies & Music (496)
* MP3 Players (69)
* Television (126)
* Tools & Hardware (627)
* Toys & Games (1126)
* Video Games (489)

http://www.black-friday.net/

Do YOU Like Broccoli? (With Heads Looking at You)?

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Other

Found: Little Heads in the Broccoli
Tuesday November 18, 2008
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Don't worry, this is hardly as disturbing as finding a severed finger -- or even pretending to find a human finger -- in your Wendy's Chili.
It seems that for years, Cascadian Farm's frozen food labels have featured tiny little heads on the packaging, so small they can only be seen by people who firmly believe subliminal advertising is rotting their brains.

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Look in the forest of broccoli, perhaps with a magnifying glass and you will see these microscopic vegetable gnomes. The Bread and Honey blog pointed this out (found via Weird Universe), and recently got this reply:

"The tradition of hiding names or faces on Cascadian Farm packaging began over a dozen years ago," said Leah Giovanni. "It was unspoken tribute by the package design department to the friends & family of Cascadian Farm. The faces won’t be included on our redesigned packaging."

I had to rush down to my local Food Emporium, and see it for myself. And I could hear the little heads laughing at me. I handled the package so long, I felt compelled to buy it.

You win this round, Cascadian Farm. Guess what I'm having for lunch.

Photo ©Cascadian Farm

http://weirdnews.about.com/b/2008/11/18/found-little-heads-in-the-broccoli.htm

TOO FUNNY!!!
Now go eat your veggies!

XOXO
Anne

Over the River, and...

 

Miss Milly, spying the rabbits

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Good Morning All;
I hope you had a 'wunnaful' weekend!
And to those of you who shared my dinner last night, I thank you!
(I also must thank Jenny Mella who made it all possible)!
CLICK HERE if you missed dinner; (see comment section)...
hehehe

Another night that I could have slept all the way through had Punk not been a very persistent child at 2AM. Sitting up, taking note, I hear her Mama Milly out in the entrance... So out they go.
I wander out with the dogs, looking up and seeing the stars; and wondering if once more the weatherman had been wrong.
They had predicted a bit of snow; beginning as that slushy mix, and ending with a little snow on the ground.
But like I said, it wasn't going to happen, after all the skies were clear.

Back to bed. Woken once more by the dogs about 7.
Punk generally gets fed at 5AM and 5 PM. (7 was pushing it for her fat little hungry tummy).
But outside first.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear...
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Certain that I am sleepwalking or dreaming, I look northward
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Then southward...
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My back hurts just THINKING about it!
What a difference a few hours makes!
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So out I go to shovel the snow!

Have a grand Monday!

XOXO
Me

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Originally posted on my Y! 360, Monday November 24, 2008 - 09:29am (CST)

Another Saturday Night...,

 

This is what I woke up to Saturday morning.
WAY too early for these temps...

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Good Morning, (in a very literal sense);
Did the title bring back a song to your mind?

I had to run to town today. Dog food, (and a few groceries for me too). When I take my Xanax to go anywhere, it always leaves me so completely exhausted when I get back home. I came home, ate a bite, and slept for 3 hours. Probably needed it though, as I'd woken up about midnight last... and stayed up.
Here it is, middle of the night once more, and I am wide~eyed and bushy~tailed.

Speaking of tails... (Let's go with "white" tails). This is the first weekend of (gun) deer hunting in Wisconsin. I am under strict orders to make some venison sloppy joes, some roasts, and some steaks.
(Yeah, but first I need to see the darned venison)!
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Gee; how come Randy didn't see the humor in that?

And so, the dogs are fit to be tied. There will be no trips to the woods, and very little running around outside for the next ten days. Safer that way.
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Some 300+ pounds of pooches here.
And they think I can just reach over them and open that door?
And yes, there IS a pecking order. (Me first).
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Because they have learned that I cannot run in three directions at once; I have learned now that one, (and only one), of them goes out at a time.
(So there).

Casey had an appointment on Wednesday afternoon to discuss her transplant procedure with her doctor at the clinic. This went extraordinarily well. And finally to have one doctor in town up to speed about this all. He has spoken at length with Dr. Sutherland in Minnesota. Kinda nice to talk to a doctor that is at least briefed on the surgery. As you know, we have dealt with some highly ignorant doctors.
Not all their fault either because the standard rule of thumb (anywhere); is to treat the pancreatic pain, in the hopes that each attack will be the last.
We all know it hasn't happened that way for Casey, and that her attacks just keep steamrolling on her- Closer between attacks, and more painful each time.
Her Fentanyl 50 µg/h do seem to do a nice job keeping her pain down to a more manageable level; though she still must take the vicoden for her breakthrough pain.
Onward to December 18th

She came out to the house after her appointment. Punk wanting to ride back home with her.
Mr Miller stayed in my little truck with me.
Miller didn't pay any attention, (not knowing where Punk had gone to). But check out Punk as Casey was following me down 54.
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Mirror shot

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When I'd fallen asleep earlier, I had not yet let Miss Milly back inside for the night. She was even a bit upset with me for that...
...She wanted her dinner and a bit of "liquified" water.
Well, OOPS.
She is much happier now.

Time for me to close, and maybe steal a few more Zzz's.
Have a 'wunnaful' Sunday!

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Sunday November 23, 2008 - 12:41am (CST)