7/31/2010

JULY 31,2010

We are having a lovely and greatly needed rainy day today. My poor baby is wanting to go out, but even though she thinks the rain looks fun from the inside of the house once we get out there she looks for a dry spot.

Prissy is just like my granddaughters, as soon as I open my computer or answer my phone, though she has been ignoring me for hours, suddenly she needs my undivided attention. I've actually dated men like that though:( That was a first she just tried to steal my mouse!

I think that I will try working on some of the blogs that have come to me in the last week or so and get them posted. It's been one of those weeks where I don't feel like I accomplished anything but looking back I got a lot done.

The fence guys came out and I now have a 20' x 23' area that I can secure for when I have to leave my baby alone. She is a digger and so are the neighborhood dogs. I probably have the only fenced in area in the neighborhood where dogs try to dig in! My baby is spoiled, being mostly husky, she requires extra mental stimulation to keep from getting bored. Ideally with a husky you would have 2 dogs. But I have to consider my age and that dogs can live up to 15 years and I just can't make a commitment that in 15 years I will be able to handle 2 large dogs safely. I'm looking for a compatible playmate if anyone in the Belton area reads this and has a fixed male dog (huskies do better with opposite sex dogs). No aggressive dogs like pits or chows. I've got a new neighbor that has what looks like a Golden, I'm going to have to check them out.

Well I better start working on some of my other stuff, have a good day.

Karen

7/28/2010

JULY 28,2010"Why I Think My Dog Is Sweet"

I was out cleaning my pool this morning and the neighbors dog (who should know me by now) was barking away at me. I noticed that my Prissy didn't even bother to get up and look. Which got me to thinking about what a sweet heart she is and there should really be a post on the sweet things our dogs do for us. So if there is anyone out there who actually reads my posts, I am going to start it off and will post any appropriate comments to this post to create a Why I Think My Dog Is Sweet post.

I think my dog is sweet because when another dog barks at me, she is confused, she looks all around to see what the dog is barking at, and finally just looks at the dog like. "What's wrong with you fool?"

7/26/2010

July 26, 2010 IT RAINED!!!

Though I'm sure the farmers are more excited about the rain than me, that would be about the only ones. My house is finally in the"70's". My baby is sure enjoying it, she loves when it cools down and we go out to her play area. I have a 23'x70'x6'high fenced area we live in during the day to escape the heat inside and on days like today Prissy will run in circles just for the sheer joy of running.

Have I mentioned my dog is spoiled? Eventually I will fence in all of my back yard for her to run in, but it's a bit costly so I will have to do it a little at a time.

Sadly, there are many dog owners in my area who allow their dogs to roam freely. I have been in my fenced area and counted 6 dogs wandering around my back yard. So I put in this area to protect my baby and allow her room to run. But there have been days when I thought I would need to call the police to get back into my house safely. That will be my next fencing project.

Goodnight to all, I'm taking advantage of this wonderful cool night!

Karen

7/25/2010

JULY 25,2010

I woke up this morning to the smell of bacon frying. I have to sleep with my windows open since I only have fans, at least I don't have to worry about a high power bill! But, back to the bacon, no some magical person did not appear in my home to cook me breakfast, though that would have been fun.

I can only assume that this delicious smell was coming from my neighbors home. Now I really am not a bacon eater, more into sausage. But that smell was making my mouth water and though in this heat it is usually much later before I get hungry, but my mouth was watering and my stomach growling. Which is kind of cruel because there was no way I was going to heat up my finally cool house with the stove.

So as I was laying there with all these thoughts running through my head, without my first cup of coffee I might add, it occurred to me that they should "try to bottle that smell and sell it as perfume.

No, really couldn't you see the add on t.v., this beautiful woman dabbing perfume behind her ears and at the base of her throat, some football game blaring, in walks this redneck (can to cause I'm one) who says "You know I can't resist Karen's Bacon Gets the Man perfume"

Like I said, no coffee yet. But it did get me up and moving and I had a nice day chuckling to myself from time to time.

7/24/2010

Surviving the heat

My poor dog Prissy can't make up her mind if she wants to be in the house or outside today. It's hot either place, but it looks like we might get a little rain!

I am a native Floridian so maybe it's just an adjustment to a new kind of heat here. I know this past winter 60 felt like a heat wave here and in Florida I would have been wearing a coat. Oh well! I'm sure I will adjust, just spending a lot of time in my vinyl blow up pool. Hey! Laugh if you must but it feels pretty good to me. I just wish I could get my baby to play in the pool I got for her, I have to sneak around just to wet her down.

Well, back to the pool for me, catcha later!

Karen

FLYPAPER BLOG

DAY 1:) Everyone keeps telling me I need to put up fly paper in my little outside area, the flies are such pest. So, I am going to give it a try though it seems a bit inhumane. A silly little breeze came up and the fly paper got caught in my hair, hope the sticky stuff washes out, wish me luck!
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DAY 2:) Checked the paper this morning, no flies, maybe later. My hair got caught again. I had trouble getting the sticky stuff out and reread the directions, they weren't alot of help. I'll try a stronger shampoo.
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DAY 3:0 Checked the paper again, no flies, tried catching one and putting it on the paper, but those little buggers can put up quite a fight. Hair got caught again, still have not found anything that gets sticky stuff out of my hair. When I was able to pull my hair off the pillow case found a dead fly. Apparently you have to put the damn stuff in your hair to catch any flies.
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DAY 4: NO FLIES, DAMN STUFF (YOU GUESSED IT) GOT CAUGHT IN MY HAIR AS I WAS RIPPING IT DOWN, PILLOW CASE PROBABLY COVERED IN FLIES, HARD TO TELL CAN'T GET IT UNSTUCK FROM MY HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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DAY FIVE::(::( GOING TO HAVE A PARTY, IT'S A SURPRISE, I INVITED MY FRIENDS OVER THE ONES WHO TOLD ME WHAT TO DO ABOUT THE DAMN FLIES! SETTING OUT PARTY HATS, WITH FLY PAPER INSIDE!!! GOTTA RUN NOW AND HIDE, DON'T WANT THEM TO SEE ME AND RUIN THE SURPRISE!!
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Going Bald Blog!
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DAY 1: Shaved off my hair today!

TRASH DAY

I GOT A LITTLE CONFUSED
ABOUT WHEN TO PUT MY
GARBAGE OUT SO I
CALLED YOU.
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YOU REALLY COULD NOT
EXPLAIN
THE HOLDAY SCHEDULE
AND WHEN TO PUT OUT
MY TRASH CAN
FILLED WITH MY TRASH REMAINS
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BUT YOU GAVE THEM
A SHOUT
AND TOLD ME
GO AHEAD SOMEONE
WOULD
BE OUT
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YOUR WORDS I DID NOT DOUBT!
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SO THERE IT'S SITS
BAKING IN THE SUN
BREEDING FLIES AND DISEASE
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HERE I SIT
UNDER MY SHADE
TREE
WAITING,
LAUGHING WITH GLEE
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FOR IT'S BEEN A WEEK
YOU SEE
AND IT
WILL BE EMPTIED
TODAY
JUST NOT BY
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ME!

7/23/2010

July 23,2010

My thoughts have finally slowed down a bit so I thought it would be a good time to blog about my day to day life.

Like many here in America I lost my job (of 19 years) due to the economy. I decided to use what resources I had to move from Sumter County, Florida to Belton, SC to be closer to my daughter and 3 granddaughters and to get to know my son-in-law and my brand new soon to be 15 year old grandson

I have been here for a year though I do go back to FL frequently. It has been great, this year I have had. I worked as my daughter grew up and really felt I missed out on a lot and now I have gotten to enjoy so much with my grandchildren.

My brand new grandson is great, we are kindred spirits. He has the same passion for reading as I do and I was actually inspired to start blogging because of his love for writing. I have always written just never publicly and I was never satisfied and would toss it out.

I think that I have finally reached a stage (not age) in my life where I just don't care if anyone else likes what I write. I don't write for others, just myself. My stalker (doesn't everyone have one?) thinks every word I write is about her (Hi! yes I know you found me again it's not that hard)

But, I have decided I am just going to ignore the her and hope she gets bored.

Now where was I? I can be a bit scatterbrained. I live with my dog (we never call her that where she can hear) Prissy, she is beautiful, she has one husky blue eye the other is brown. She is basically a mutt with a little pedigree. Her mother was husky/father was lab.

She was a little annoyed with me because it took me so long to get a picture I liked.

But, I am bored with me already so I think I will move on to other things.

I forgot to mention, I am going to be a Nana again in December to a 2nd set of twins!

Bye,

Karen