Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Friday, December 26, 2014
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Monday, December 22, 2014
in a protected corner with leaves. Will do the whole kitty dance around here if it is still around in a couple days. Luckily we donate to a no kill shelter. No collar, seems healthy and friendly.
UPDATE - kitty seems to have left. Nowhere to be seen. We hope he got bored teasing Abby and decided to go home to his own warm bed.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Saturday, December 20, 2014
Friday, December 19, 2014
BIL is a farmer and SIL keeps a huge vegetable garden. One year she put together an herb garden next to the pig pen. She watered the garden and she then gave the pigs a shower. They loved it and they loved her.
Come piggy harvest - after all these years on a farm - she had a really hard time with it. She moved the herb garden the next year.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Abby is already cooking up plans. Forget democracy she will go for dictatorship.
All squirrels shall join the space program to be launched into space.
She will allow cats as she knows some of you actually like them.
But they must address her as 'Your Supreme Highness' at all times.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Friday, December 12, 2014
My nephews have never had a Snow Day - living in San Francisco all their lives but the youngest had a Rain Day yesterday.
My SIL's work lost power, Brother's did not. Power out all up the coast. 105 mph winds on Mt. Baker. It even went *around* us - shut down roads, closed schools and roads to the south and east of us. whew!
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
This time of year I always remember the 'pull tab to open' skit where Carol tries to open a soda and ends up trashing her entire kitchen.
Wrapping Christmas presents, getting this little or that little thing to do what I want it to, getting wrapping paper to stop trying to go back to its original configuration, losing the tape, the scissors, the tags. The family room looks like a paper storm hit it.
Thank you, Carol, for getting me thru the @$#% wrapping and mailing *fun*. Breathe deeply and pull tab to open....
Monday, December 8, 2014
Saturday, December 6, 2014
The Engineer hopes it is out of production by the time we
We already have a fart blaster. His name is Tar.