Sunday, March 11, 2007

Sorry to be boring, yawn


Having been chastised for lack of creativity on the previous post. I'm promising a better job this week. No more cutting and pasting for me. What was I thinking? Sorry girls.
So here goes:


OK, here goes.....................................


alrighty then, here we go...... .......................



Um, sorry girls, not feeling very creative today.
Nothing happened this week to inspire me.
I guess I could update on some previous posts.
Maybe that's what I'll do.
So, first there's the update on Smokey.
We were out walking the other day and a jogger was running right towards us. Smokey BIT HIM. Really just grabbed his shorts. I think he thought the jogger was running to me. The little shit better watch himself, one more stunt like that and he'll end up back in the "Big House". Luckily the man was really nice about it and said Smokey was just protecting me.Now
If I could just find a man as devoted to me as Smokey, I'll be alright.
He also took a liking to the curtains on my front door. Everytime I leave him alone, somehow, when I return, the certains are off the door so he can see out.
My mom is probably rolling in her grave right now. I still can hear her say"always make sure you're curtains and front door are clean. You can always tell how a person lives by the curtains on their window." Yes, she was serious, as the Madonna can attest to. She used to take a greyhound bus to DC to make sure her curtains were washed. I kid you not. I could write pages.
Anyhow, other than the biting thing, Old Smokey is doing just fine. It does warm the heart to pull up in front of the house and see him waiting for me in the window (Sorry mom).
On to other things:
St Patrick's day is less than a week away. Anyone who knows me, knows this is my favorite day of the year. The anniversary of my husband's death is also this week. Anyone who knew him, knows he picked the day to piss me off one last time,
Fait accompli
Look for Pussy Katz and me in the parade.
I just thought of an idea, Ms. Tiny Tumor and Mr. Tiny Tumor suggested I have a reference chart on who is who. Good idea. Next post I will chart who everyone is and how they came upon Anger Management, along with how we got started.
Coming Attractions:
ANGER MANAGEMENT, THE BEGINNINGS. (Or should we just continue to let Mr. B think it was all about him?)
Where to go this week???????Don't know yet. Anyone have ideas?
UPDATE: How about Silkey's on Liberty Avenue for this week's Anger Management? You guys know the drill, be there around 8:00.
SMOKEY UPDATE: Suffice to say Smokey does not have a future as a guard dog. My house was robbed yesterday around noon. Smokey welcomed them in with open paws........Seriously, why me???????????????

1 comment:

Through the Tubes said...

Sunday's sermon was "Forgive Your Enemies."
Toward the end of the service the minister asked,
"How many of you have forgiven your enemies?"
80% held up their hands.
The minister then repeated his question.
All responded this time except one small, elderly lady.
"Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any," she replied, smiling sweetly.

"Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?"
"Ninety-eight," she replied.

"Oh Mrs. Jones, would you please come down in front and tell us all
how a person can live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in
the world?"
The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced
the congregation and said, "I outlived the bitches."