She and her uncle are trying to convince to me to get her a horse. Maybe next year when she's older.View attachment 221545Problem solved. Our pet ratView attachment 221546
I just screamed and jumped up out of my chair -- turns out, there was only an imaginary bug on my arm. Initially, what I did not see, was a strand of hair that fell from my head and touched upon my arm--but the air from the fan nearby pushed the hair down my arm, making it feel like something was CRAWLING . . .on my arm. Once I realized it was just a strand of hair, I calmed down.
Also, I called the dog back into the room--he had bolted out of there!He can't cope when I freak out--I must always be cool, calm and collected for him.
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Stop trying to enable his wuss behavior. He's gotta buck up!!
Oh my! This had me laughing hard this morning. This happens to me a lot. I freaked out the other morning when I got out of the shower because there was a "spider" on my foot. I screeched and that sent the dogs (my sister's dogs that are staying with us) nosing into the bathroom to see what was what. But it wasn't a spider, Nope it was just some of my hair. I was a little embarrassed even though it was just me and the dogs. I'm glad I'm not the only one who spazzes a little of the invisible bugs.
Awkward conversation: "Well, my two month old kitten stole my glasses..."
Belle chewed off a corner of a 9th grade biology worksheet believe it or not.Yup, that's right up there with "my dog ate my homework" . . .![]()
Yup, that's right up there with "my dog ate my homework" . . .![]()
I just hope you don't get the years of relations asking "when are you going to find someone nice" which went to "when are you getting married" to "when are we going to hear the patter of tiny feet" that I have had to endure.
Apparently , when I'm ready.
When we are ready
And none of your damn business are not suitable replies.![]()
I hear it constantlyCoworkers, friends, family, everyone. All up in our business. We're one and done, though.
Says the lady that screams at invisible bugs.![]()
Currently at the movie theater to see Spiderman.
The seats in this theater are recliners and I don't think I've ever been so comfy in a movie theater ever. If I had a glass of wine, this would be perfection.
I get that advice all the time. I have nothing against animals, in fact, they all seem to take to me immediately, however, I have gotten very selfish in my old age. I have spent my life taking care of people and things, I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want to have to go out and "walk the dog" or "find a place for a litter box" or "take them to the vet to have them put down" or "spend a fortune to keep them alive". I think twice about spending money to keep myself alive, I don't trust me with that responsibility again. I've been there and done that way to many times and I just don't want to do it again.I was gonna say, get a dog--that would round out the family nicely. (But I think you already have a dog--you beat me to it!)
I get that advice all the time. I have nothing against animals, in fact, they all seem to take to me immediately, however, I have gotten very selfish in my old age. I have spent my life taking care of people and things, I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want to have to go out and "walk the dog" or "find a place for a litter box" or "take them to the vet to have them put down" or "spend a fortune to keep them alive". I think twice about spending money to keep myself alive, I don't trust me with that responsibility again. I've been there and done that way to many times and I just don't want to do it again.
Currently at the movie theater to see Spiderman.
The seats in this theater are recliners and I don't think I've ever been so comfy in a movie theater ever. If I had a glass of wine, this would be perfection.
That's one thing I love about Europe...I noticed a HUGE difference in the family culture when I moved here. In the US, you go to a restaurant, and it's always the mom who is carrying the kid and the diaper bag, and the mom is the one feeding the kid or taking the kid through the buffet line. Over here, it's almost always the dad. And my husband is a hopeless "flirt" with babies. Always playing peekaboo with the kid sitting at the next table, or talking to the baby who is crying in his stroller with a frazzled looking mom who doesn't know how to calm the baby. Fathers here are much more involved in general. At least in the Netherlands...don't know about other countries.
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