I Hate Elevators

LG set up this prank in 2012. It was too real looking for me. When I saw this, I nearly died just watching it. I hate elevators. This would make me scream bloody murder.

Tropical Storm Bill Is Lookin To Visit Texas

Southeastern and parts of central and south central Texas will be under a flash flood watch for the next 3 to 4 days according to our weather service. NOAA is saying that we should be prepared for flash flooding in low-lying areas as creek beds and rivers will fill bank to bank in our part of Texas, that is from San Antonio to Austin to Houston. Yikes!

Yes!! Tropical Storm Bill is out in the Gulf of Mexico, heading for Texas. Who knows what will happen. But it don't look too good for the areas still trying to dry out from the rain storms that hit 2 weeks ago. Most of east Texas is still trying to get their lives back in order. David and I are much too far from the coast for it to hurt us, But I still worry.

Funny Religious Shit

Silly Sign Saturday

Spunky Is A Better Actor Than Most Hollywood A-Listers

This morning The Spunkinator refused to get out of bed. When his most royal pain in the ass did finally awaken. He stretched profusely, meaning most cats don't even stretch that much, jeez! But I had a feeling that he had been milking all the special loving care that I heaped upon him the past few days. I decided to take his little ass outside to see just how much acting he could muster.

I started by sweeping out the courtyard while the fuzzy babies were busy checking for cats and squirrels. Then I turned on the hose and squirted whatever dust and dirt lay on the bricks. After that, I watered the planters and then the puppies. Yes! Yes, I did. I watered the puppies but good.

Spunkers can't resist the spray of water. He goes out of his way to pretty much get it right in the mouth. Sorta like the above picture. Yes, I figured the little Oscar nominee was milking it from the get go. He wasn't bad at his acting, but yesterday afternoon when David came home for lunch and The Spunkiloid was playing fetch, I had a hunch.

You see, as soon as David left to go back to work, Spunky wasn't as spunky anymore. He was back in the "sick mode" again. So this morning I called his bluff and the rest is history. But I have to say, the little fucker had me believing for a while.

This weekend we are expecting some rain. I sure hope so. NOT for the rained out flooded areas in Texas, but for those that would like it or need it. Farmers, ranchers, and people like me. I love the rain. Goddess knows we still need it here in my part of Texas.

Vintage Rose

David and I are going to hit the local plant nurserys for new geraniums, petunias, begonias and such. He owes me some plants that he let die while I was down because of my back. We are taking his truck this time because there is so much to buy. I can't lift the potting soil and some of the heavier plants so I'm bringing him along not just for his looks but for his muscles. I bought 2 beautiful hanging baskets from one of my Plant Porn catalogs online. It was a sweet deal too. I am now looking for my favorite petunias to put into them. The 2 I love most are the Suncatcher Vintage Rose trailing petunia and the Mochaccino petunia. But I'll settle for the Raspberry Ice.

Mochaccino

They look nearly the same color but when you put them together they are very different. The are cottage color flowers and I'm hoping to find them again. Might be a while because it was a real hunt for them last time.

I Got A Scare Yesterday

Spunky sleeping on his bed.

Spunky is still a bit under the weather. I think his age has a lot to do with it too. He's nearly 12 years next month. Yesterday morning he scared the shit out of me. I came in to open the drapes and windows a 6:30 a.m and the girls (Lucy and Pebbles)and I went out to water and play. Spunky usually sleeps in until 7 and then comes out to join me as I water the potted garden plants in the courtyard from the rain barrels. I decided to go check on the little guy because he was still inside.

Tired old man. He went right back to sleep after this picture.

When I walked into the house I called his name and there was no answer. So I went to check on him. He was still in bed so I went to roust him out of his bed and he didn't move. I was really scared. I thought that he had died in his sleep. I found out the little guy was just sleeping really hard. He was in a deep, deep sleep. Dude scared me bad. I just left him alone. He's fine but lethargic right now, but I'm keeping my eye on the little guy.

I called the vet and he told me that if he doesn't eat today and feels the same tomorrow, to bring him in right away. I'm crossing my fingers that he gets better. It just bothers me that we could lose him.

Wet Dog Wednesday

I'm Back

Spunky wrapped in his favorite camo blanket after we got back home.

We WERE going to go on a driving vacation to the coast of Texas with the puppies but, shit happened. We ended up taking our oldest, Spunky, to the Emergency Vet instead. He spent the weekend with the puppy flu. It was a bit scary, but he's doing better. David and I were upset because he is our oldest fuzzy child and all we could do was stand by and hope for the best.

Poor baby was on an IV and he was scared to death, so I stayed in the back room with him to calm him down. After an hour, he was ready to go home with an antibiotic. He was so tired from all the excitement that he slept all the way home. David wrapped him in his favorite camo blanket and we let him go back to sleep. He's still a bit slow today, but at least he's eating and drinking.

Other than all that tiring excitement, David finally raked all the dead twigs from the last rain storm we had 2 weeks ago. He noticed the grass was dead in some areas and he was wondering why. It's because he sprayed the crabgrass with a commercial spray and it killed the good grass too. Yes! All that grass that he had lovingly bought from his favorite toy store (Home Desperate) and placed on newly tilled dirt with his sweat and blood.

Now he's kicking himself for taking the easy route by spraying the lawn with that crap. He's going to have to dig up all the dead stuff and reset the dirt with new healthy dirt  before he puts down new carpet grass. Live and learn by your mistakes dude.

David also took the old mattress to the recycle station while he was home. He stopped by Home Desperate and bought and installed a drip irrigation system for the tomato plants in the garden.

 He ran an extra line off of the main outdoor water faucet and connected this setup to it. Then the irrigation line runs from that through the tomato garden.

 Smaller lines are connected from the main line and they have drip ends to them. You just set the amount of water that you want to drip and leave it. No more hand watering of the plants and we are hoping for no split tomatoes this year.

The tomato garden has 4 plants in it that we raised indoors this cold spring under the plant light. They are so fucking healthy. We have 23 tomatoes on them so far. We have the fence up on the sides to keep the cats out. What is really great about this drip system is that it barely makes a dent in our water bill.