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Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Tickle Me Tuesday


For those of you who don't know what this is for, it's a quick funny teaser for the new Star Wars VII movie "The Force Awakens" This was from the German Sky Network TV channel on Facebook. When I first saw this I laughed so hard I nearly fell out of my chair. I LOVE anything to do with Star Wars Storm Troopers








Monday, December 15, 2014

Almost Abby Normal

Well, I'm almost back to normal today. Just a bit weak still but normal as usual. I had to go see my family doctor because this flu was kicking my ass HARD. He gave me a prescription for some stuff to help fight it. I let my immune system fall and he said I need to take better care of myself because I'm in my 60's now. Stop putting others first all the time. In other words, he gave me a big scolding.
I was able to eat my first real meal like chicken soup, other than toast and tea on Saturday but nothing big like meat and potatoes. I'm going to make hamburger steaks with mashed potatoes and green beans tonight for David. So I'm hoping to eat a bit of that and see if I can take it.

I was able to do three loads of laundry including stripping the bed and changing the linens. It was a big undertaking, but hey, it got done. We gave the puppies a bath Sunday. They hate getting a bath, but are all for it when they finally get it done. In fact, Lucy tends to go back into the bathroom to tell the other puppies that daddy is going to drown them.
I washed their blankets. Four loads of them. They have blankets because they hate the conventional dog beds. We bought them nice expensive $60 dog beds when they were younger and came home from work one day to find pieces of foam from the insides, all over the house. We were still finding pieces of foam for a week. Spunky was hiding it from us. Now that they have blankets they can move them into a pile, nest, or whatever their silly hearts desire. The blankets only cost $3 to $5 apiece. We buy a new one when we see one of the old ones have become ratty looking from being dragged around the house. To me it's a much better idea than buying new beds every year.
David will be home all week for the Christmas shutdown at his office. He won't be back at work until the 2nd of January. So I'll have to get a list of shit I need done around here. I have a stinking feeling he'll most likely spend his time in front of the TV all day if I don't give him things to keep him busy. I really hate Trash TV. It's all he watches during the day. It's very noisy around here when he's home because the TV blares reality crap all day long. I like it quiet. I'm usually cleaning house or on the internet, and the puppies sleep most of the day when I'm alone.

Speaking of internet, I need to look for one more Christmas present today. This is the last day to send things in the mail and that means internet shopping too. So I'll turn y'all lose now.




Thursday, December 11, 2014

Friday Funny

Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock.

The brunette balances their checkbook, then takes their last $600 out west to where a man has a prize bull for sale.

Upon leaving, she tells her sister, "When I get there, if I decide buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home." 

The brunette arrives at the man's ranch, inspects the bull and decides she does want to buy it. The man tells her that he can sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news.

She walks into the telegraph office and says, "I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pick-up truck and drive out here so we can haul it home."

The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word".

Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She realizes that he'll only be able to send her sister one word. After thinking for a few minutes, she nods, and says, "I want you to send her the word, 'comfortable'.

The telegraph operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pick-up and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her the word, 'comfortable'?"


The brunette explains, "My sister is blonde. She'll read it slowly."

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Flu: Day 4

Well, so far I've lost 14 lbs on the Flu Diet. Yes!  I know! Right? This is so awesome! I've been living on tea and toast for 4 days and my stomach muscles hurt like I've done a million situps like that's ever gonna happen.  My back hurts, oh hell, everything hurts. I  hate staying in bed, but it's the only place I feel good and safe because I'm so close to the bathroom.

Anywho, somehow I must have known I was going to get sick because when David did the grocery shopping, shopping with David is like shopping with the Game Warden, he won't let me do it because it's like I buy everything that isn't nailed down, he bought soup and canned chili and stuff that he could easily make for his dinner. He bought everything we would need to keep in stock in case we got sick. David said I must be psychotic psycho psychedelic  psychiatric OH SHIT!  I can tell him what's in the short term future!!! And I'm usually right. But let me try as I might use that little talent to make some money on the lottery, and it's all blown to crap. I can never catch a break.
So now, I've been drifting around the house while my nurse, Lucy, snores at the top of her tiny lungs in my side of the bed because it's where I was lying and I left it to get some tea and toast and returned to find her in my warm spot. She refuses to move and is faining death. So I'll let her sleep, then when I finish this I'll go roust her out of my spot in bed and enjoy the warmth she left for me.
Really it's not all that cold outdoors. Only 62 and sunny. We are expecting rain according to my back. Probably later today or tomorrow. But I feel so cold. I have PJ's on and a blanket wrapped around me and my Killer Bunny slippers on. My hair is a mess and I have a red nose from blowing it so much. I'm a lovely sight to behold. David has stayed away because he doesn't want to catch this. I really haven't seen him in a few days. The only ones that love me because I'm Mommy are the puppies. They have been sleeping at the bottom of the bed all day and night and only leave to go outside or eat when David calls them. Otherwise, they are keeping me company.




Wet Dog Wednesday








Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Tickle Me Tuesday

What if all our movie and TV stars were not from movies and TV but from paintings.










Monday, December 8, 2014

The Flu Took My Soul


You won't believe this, but I have the Flu or was that Ebola. Yeah, I was attacked last night. That bitch snuck up on my ass in the dead of night and stole my soul. I thought I was going to die at first but then it tapered off this morning. Now it just feels like a bad cold. It sucks! But on the lighter side, I probably lost  about 10 pounds. 
I haven't had the flu in years. I never got the flu shot either. They said the shot is useless this year because the flu mutates so quickly. Anywho, I can't wait to get this shit over with. 

David will be getting his week off in about 2 weeks from now for the Christmas shut down. Hope he doesn't get the flu. When he gets sick he is the opposite of the usual norm. Most men act like it's the end of their world when they get the flu or just a cold. They whine and cry and want you to care for them.

David tends to go out and rake manly leaves or fix manly things. I want him to stay in bed and rest when he's sick. He watches manly TV or goes to Home Desperate and passes it on to other manly men. Yes, he's the Typhoid Mary of manly men. Hells Bells, he probably won't even tell me he's sick. 

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