Hillary's Lost Emails

Did all y'all see that tragic mistake on TV yesterday? Yes! I know right?!? Trump was on. YES!!! He was!!! Among all the other stupid things he said was that opened invitation for the Chinese Russian hackers  to give it a go and try to find Hillary's lost 30,000+ emails. Oh yes he did.! Now isn't that something like a treasonist statement or something there bouts? 

Anywho, what would those Chinese Russian hackers find in Hillary's emails? Maybe a recipe or two. Several thousand  baby pictures of the grandbaby. Ideas on how to care for that grandbaby. Pictures of pretty little baby clothes. Pictures of pretty gardens she saw on her travels abroad. Pictures of the sky at sunset. Pictures of funny cat memes from my blog. Correspondences from her to me about the funny cat memes on my blog. Several emails about a broad she is going to kill that Bill is banging while she's abroad. The occasional dirty joke making the rounds at the White House. Several funny White House memes. A picture of that dirty joke making the rounds at the White House. Pictures of the pretty gardens at the White House. Many more pictures of the sky, this time at sunrise.

Whatever the hackers find, I hope they are happily entertained as I was. 

Wet Cat Wednesday

Small Post

I know it's a late post but I've been feeling the change in the weather. Yes, my prayers have paid off. Last night it rained just a bit. We had more wind than rain. It's almost 2 p.m. and it's coming down in buckets. and something is also happening. It's thundering, at least that's what I think it is. Crap, it's been so long that I can't remember what it sounds like. But DAYUM! I'm happy it's raining. Even if it makes me feel like shit, I don't care. It's RAINING and I'm happy. Now if y'all will excuse me, I'm going to celebrate by standing in it for a while.

I'm a Sick Woman

Lizzy

I went outside this morning to water my gardens, it was quite nice for a change. I should have taken the puppies to the dog park, but I was so tired. I had a terrible night of my usual back pain again. Lizzy, the Golden Orb Weaver spider, was busy sucking another wasp dry. She seems much happier since I had her move away from the front door. She now has a steady mealtime with all the wasps coming and going from the nest that they built in the corner near the wisteria. When she finishes sucking the life out of a wasp, she throws the body to the ground. Just like a redneck throwing empty beer cans off their porch. I wonder if she belches when she does that. I have a redneck spider.

Yesterday David and I were discussing paint jobs on cars. I showed him the paint job I wanted on my Honda. He said he has to drive that car too. He really was not amused, but I was. I want this paint job. People will break their necks just taking a second look as I drive around town. I think it's cool as hell. David said I need to see my Psycho doctor again. Apparently he thinks I'm a sick woman. Hey, but I'm fun.

Wet Dog Wednesday

Golden Orb Weaver and a Little Rain Please

Golden orb Weaver - you can see a bit of the zigzag of her
weaving near the bottom and top center of the picture.

We have a Golden Orb Weaver spider at our front door. Yes! She built her web right in the upper corner of our front porch. For about a week, she attached her web to our front screen door, so whenever you went in or out through the door, her web would be torn apart and she would start swinging back and forth in what was left of her web like she was trying to scare me. So after three days I got really tired of messing up her web and I chased her to the top corner of the web. I think she understood what I was trying to do because she moved her web further up and away from the door. Now she's a much happier little spider and she's catching and dining on the wasps from the tiny nest they were building. 

Yesterday we were hoping to get a bit of rain. We had clouds and they really looked a bit threatening like we would actually get our wish but the clouds just disappeared. Ppffffffffffftttt!! Just like that. We have another chance for rain today. I'm putting in some prayers for at least a little shower that will last through the afternoon. Something to help the plants and trees. It's dry here.

GOP Convention and a Visit to The Dog Park

Trump changed it from this

As all y'all saw yesterday's newest porn site logo for the Trump GOP, well, they quickly took it down and replaced it with just the bottom part of the logo. Everyone was having to much fun with the old logo. Also, I was looking at the lineup for the different speakers at the convention. His wife and kids will all be speaking, of course. They ran out of people to call on. A few have said, "No, Hell No, "and I did hear a "Fuck you" at one point was said. Anywho, there is a golfer and many of the guys that were probably promised a job in the White House.

to this

The Rolling Stones and other artists have all told Trump to stop using their music for his campaign at the convention, I'm just laughing way too much. If this idiot wins I'll be laughing so much more when he fucks up the country even more than it is today. Clinton can do only worse. It's all so sad and too funny. We're all fucked no matter who we end up with in the election.

Anywho, at this moment, the puppies are all passed out. Yes, I ran them ragged at the dog park this morning. I take them really early when the temperature is still in the 70's. It's been in the high 90's during the day. The humidity is the killer, though. 

Lucy

They love that dog park. When I mention that we're going to the dog park they get all hyper crazy. Lucy has made quite a few friends there. She's very sociable. Sometimes she gets into a fight with a poodle that goes there twice a week. Personally, I think she calls the dog names and then it's on.

Spunky

Spunky just wanders. Sniffing all the great smells. He's blind so he just wanders and bumps into things, wanders and bumps. Sometimes he just wanders until he feels the hot sun on his back and then he lays there in the sun.  But most of the time he just wanders and then soon finds me and just lays down in the grass next to me. Poor old man.

Pebbles

Pebbles is a grouchy old cuss. She hates big dogs. Sometimes, I have to leave her on a retractable leash if the place starts getting crowded. It's a precaution for the other dogs. She's been known to get into altercations. If she keeps being so grouchy I might have to leave her at home because of her constant fighting.

But right now, they've had their fun. It's nap time until around 10 A.M. and then they go out and brave the heat of the day for a little bit. Check out this video of a Husky at the dog park not wanting to leave.

Sunday Afternoon Porn

Friday Funny

Facebook for the Senior Generation

For those of my generation who do not and cannot comprehend why Facebook exists:

I am trying to make friends outside of Facebook while applying the same principles. Therefore, every day I walk down the street and tell passers-by what I have eaten, how I feel at the moment, what I have done the night before, what I will do later and with whom.

I give them pictures of my family, my dog, and of me gardening, taking things apart in the garage, watering the lawn, standing in front of landmarks, driving around town, having lunch and doing what anybody and everybody does every day. I also listen to their conversations, give them the “thumbs up” and tell them I like them. And it works just like Facebook.

I already have 4 people following me; two police officers, a private investigator, and a psychiatrist.

Wet Cat Wednesday

Bored To Death

Incidentally, I'm the one in front. He's always following.

For the past week, I have been employing different ways to ignore my husband. Now I'm so bored that I'm amazed I'm not in jail yet. I have watered the gardens, picked up the dog toys, took the puppies to the dog park that was fun, and walked throughout the house looking for something to do. I'm fucking bored.

I was in Pinterest looking for something new but then I found this. If I set my real initials to it -I will die "Bored of Life." YES!!  BORED OF LIFE!!! Now, if I were to go with my Blogging name and my maiden name, it would be "Devoured by Meth Addicts." I'm doomed, DOOMED I tell ya! Oh, what a world! On the other hand, David will be "Run over by Life." Now that's a thought.

The Hostage Situation is Over - David Has Gone Back To Work

It's over, it's over, David has gone back to work if that's what you can call it. Anywho, he won't have another week off until Thanksgiving and then 2 weeks off for Christmas/New Years. So now, my captivity is over and I'm all alone in the house with the puppies. They were a bit unnerved by the fact David is gone this morning but he will be back at lunch time. The house is clean, laundry is on its last load in the dryer, and I get to do whatever my heart desires for the rest of the day. 

This morning I did go outside to water the garden and pick some of my bell peppers, and fresh herbs for a large pot of marinara sauce that I started simmering just a few minutes ago. I plan on cooking some spaghetti to go with it for lunch and then putting the rest of the sauce in bags for freezing. There should be enough for at least 10 bags. Thank goodness for a large freezer.

I stopped blogging long enough to hang t-shirts and fold David's jeans from the dryer. I wanted to get that mess out of the way. Now there is nothing to do but read blogs and play in Pinterest Y'all have a great day.

Friday Funny

Everything is fine now I fixed the comments problem after I thought it through. It was really an easy solution, I was just tired from not sleeping.

Wait up y'all! I'm having issues with Google+ and Blogger. For some weird reason, my comments are directed from Google+. That means you have to sign in with Google+ in order to comment on my blog. Please don't do it. It might screw you up too. Just hold off on the comments for now.

Thank you my friends and readers.

Leeanna

Numbing of The Brain

All this time I thought David had been abducted by aliens because he was watching Star Trek and news programs, decent, morally acceptable TV shows for once. But then yesterday, David changed back to watching Jerry Springer in the morning and Maury in the afternoon. In between that time he was watching really bad corny teen slasher movies on the Comet Channel. Like EEEWWWWWWWWW! These are the kind of movies that never made it anywhere. His taste in TV shows really sucks. *sigh* I guess it's up to me to fix him or is that mold him. So for the duration of my hostage situation, it will be my duty to change David's television mannerisms into something with a little more class for the sanctity of my sanity. Yeah, that!

So until Saturday when normal TV takes back the airwaves, I will be back in the media room with my laptop at my usual desk listening to David gripe and mumble as I flip through channels to find something within the normal realm of entertainment that isn't cheesy of just plain brain numbing stupid. 

I was just thinking to myself. I could tie him up and force him to watch a South Park marathon. 

MMWAAAAHAHAAAHAHAAAAHAHAHAAAAA! 

No, that's just too cruel. *snicker*

Weird Animal Wednesday

Also Day 6 of the Hostage Situation

Tacky Tuesday

It's really day 5 of the hostage situation. 

This is Spunky. He's our only boy out of the 2 Boston Terriers that we own. He's blind from cataracts and 12 years old which makes him the oldest of the puppies that we have. He runs around the house as if nothing could possibly hurt him. He just doesn't care. Walls are his nemesis. We should have called him Tank because he acts like one. If you aren't careful he will run right over you. He also has laid claim to all the dog toys in the house. Everything in the toy box is his. If I gather up all the toys that he has left strategically around the house and put them back into the toy box. He will automatically go and get them out and put them back exactly where they were. It's uncanny how he does it. 

This is one of Spunky's favorite toys. It was from one of the Christmas stockings that we got a couple of years ago. It's a hard rubber spiky thing that he likes us to throw for him. Believe me, he finds it when you throw it and will bring it back to you to throw again and again or until he gets tired of the game, which is like NEVER.

It's a fugly dog bone shaped toy. I call it the Hooker Dildo. Why?? Because it looks like one. It's a tacky looking toy. David will not throw it for Spunky ever since he heard me call it a Hooker Dildo. He constantly tells Spunky to get that nasty dildo away from him when Spunky wants David to play. David never thought to call it a dildo until I said it one day. David needs to get out more.

Happy 4th Y'all!!

Yeah. It is. David has taken his annual July 4th week off. It actually started on Friday last week, which means the TV is blaring whatever catches his attention. It has mostly been nothing but  Star Trek The Next Generation for now. Yeah, I can only take "going where no one has gone before" for just so long before I go crazier than I am. Amazingly, he isn't watching Jerry Springer or Maury . . . yet. I'll give him a couple of days before that's all he watches for the rest of the week.

Anywho, I'm in the living room for the duration where it's quiet and cool, no TV shouting it's commercials or lame daytime TV shows at me. The puppies are here with me too. I guess they like the quiet. Lucy has remained at my side since Friday. getting all the love and attention from me. She loves her mommy more I guess. David comes into the living room once in a while when he's bored. I really think it's to see what I'm up to or to see where the puppies have gone. He's lonely, poor baby.

This morning David woke me up early and we went out for breakfast. It was nice to get out, we could smell our neighbors firing up their grills for their BBQ. You have to start really early in the morning to get the brisket nice and tender. I made David laugh when I said, "God I love the smell of napalm in the mornin." It was pretty smoky, even worse when we got back.

I'm making BBQ chicken breasts, baked potatoes, on the grill and corn on the cob. I made a nice carrot cake and banana bread yesterday. Y'all won't believe this, but I lost another 4 lbs since I saw my doctor 2 weeks ago. I've been eating regular 3 meals a day, just like anyone else, but I've changed how I eat. I found if I eat a large meal in the morning and a medium meal in the afternoon and then a small meal like soup and a few crackers or just a tuna sandwich for dinner, I feel better and I noticed I sleep better.

Before, I felt bloated all the time. I wanted to diet, but every diet I read about turned out to be expensive. I wanted something I could turn into a diet that wasn't really expensive or restricting. Then I heard a quote by Adelle Davis, "Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper."  She was a nutritionist and author of several books. So far my blood sugar has regulated itself back to normal. I don't have the spikes or the low sugar shakes as I call them and my lipids are normal again too. Since I 've been eating like this, I've lost 9 lbs and feel great. I don't feel hungry or the urge to eat between meals like snacking which kills a diet. David is eating this way too. He told me at breakfast that he needs to buy another belt because the one he has is too big. His jeans are hanging off him, so new jeans will be on that list of things to buy.

Well, I have things to do, so y'all have a great 4th of July.