Sunday, August 5, 2012

Doggy Style

The Ol' "Beware of Dog" signs.  I get a kick out of the variety of these notations.   I've been "aware" of them for a while now...ever since "Puff" attacked my ankles back in "85. (year may be off my many*) My Uncle Doug and Aunt Sandi had two dogs during my post teen years.  Fella and Puff.  I loved these dogs but was not experienced with dog socialization, tongue licks (dog germs!!), barks or gentle "leg lovin."

I was wondering if there's ever a friendly "b.o.d." sign.  I recently found one.  How nice.  Welcome, come into our home...we have a lovely pet...he has allergies...(peanut butter)...loves kids and chubby women...please pet and brush.  Probably a name like  "Frankie."  Most canine notations seem so "agressive" I'd thought.  I recently found others.  Yay!!


For the person obsessed with their lawn.  Very nice and informative.  Probably a neutral semi mellow retriever.  This dog probably has no official name.  It's probably "dog" as in "THE dog."  Friendly, zen and maybe lives out in the burbs or small beach town.  Loves tennis balls, chasing sticks and watching sunsets.


Okay, so this one scares me.  Not your average "Beware of Dog" sign. 


Probably lives in Texas on a large ranch.  This dog loves chimichangas, rabbits and small children.  A member of the D-NRA.  Has good health benefits but thinks he can "handle it himself."  A sort of "I don't like pills" kind of dog.


This is a very sweet, "we got dogs" sign.  I would guess that these folks have two small little ankle biters.  Very cute and name after desserts.  Maybe Choco and Choco Bean.  Maybe that's coffee too?  Heck, anyway, this owner probably celebrates their pets birthday at the local "lets make pottery" classes.  Most likely a yorkie-mini pin (not sure what the pin stands for but I've heard it).  The other is a mini poodle.  I'm sure they have their own walk in "doggie closet."  These dogs make us talk in those silly high voices.  Some of us:)



Enough Said.  Not selling thin mints to these folks.  Nope...not gonna borrow milk, wave or even make eye contact.


Interesting.  Can be taken many ways.  Political?  Territorial?  "I dare you to try and see what happens?"  "If you are reading this, you probably have dogs at your feet?"


We must appreciate that not all dogs are alike.  "Variety is the spice of life."




While pondering the doggie details of life, I ran into this one.  I'm not in Hawaii, Fiji or Puerto Rico.  I thought it nice.  How thoughtful.  Who thinks of things falling from trees? (except ticks...me).
So I close this canine slice with our "b.o.d." sign. (pix to come)  Ours is rustic, slightly painted and has "great presence".  However....we have no dog.........................YET.


*No animals were harmed in any way while writing this.   If your dog wasn't mentioned,  it's because I'm not done yet.  Rottweilers, Weiner dogs, dogs named Savannah, Toro, Pepper, Stinky, Foxy or Boone.  We love all of you.




Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Scaling Back

Stepped on scale this morning and to my amazement, I'm down.  Woah!!  I've lost weight:)  I routinely (every morning in undies only) weigh in.  Our digital glass scale sits on the tiled floor directly in the path of the doorway to the loo foyer.  It must be inconveniently stepped over each time we're in the bano.  Yes, I said "loo foyer" and "bano" in same sentence.  Okay, so I'm in disbelief.  I once again try scale to see if same number appears.  Yes, it does!!  I now move scale over a few inches (could be some gravitational anomaly), right? I then check the batteries on scale...maybe loose...hence not putting out enough power to create higher numbers.  Nope it's official, after 3 more weigh ins and two more scale moves....I believe it.  Woo hoo!!

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Coming Soon...

  • Automatic Soap dispensers 
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  • Your two o'clock is here 
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  • Minimalist living 
  • Communication 101 
  • Bat in the Cave
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  • I became my own fan
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  • Burned cookies
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  • Not your typical chubby person
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  • Fork in the Road
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  • Photo enforced intersections 

Loosen Up


Was at my Mental Fitness class recently.  It's a great workout.  I often use, instead of yoga blocks, a stuffed animal porcupine/ hedgehog to help with my form.  Okay, so yes, I'm at my psychology session.  Recently at a visit, I wore the snug, twice replaced zipper, Macy purchased, dark denim jeans.  I felt slightly svelter that mid morning.  I'm been trying to "downsize" (lose weight)...and frankly those two pounds I'd figure would automatically drop off my middle section.  My mistake was to not sit down for at least 45 minutes in them to be sure (that I could breathe etc) before our "class."  I drove there with minimal issues...none in fact.  Seat belts and inherited large bosom makes one feel uncomfortable in the car anyway.  So there I am, working out, talking about "me, me, me."  Yes, I am supposed to be, but that's another issue.  Who only talks about themselves?  So, I'm yakking away and finally I succumb to "these pants are too tight."  I vocalize it, share it with my wonderful confidant.  It wouldn't be so bad, had that 2lbs actually disappeared where it was supposed to.  My belly was overflowing and I was very uncomfortable.  I fidgeted like crazy.  When will I learn my lesson?  We laughed and joked about the scenario and my fit and trim Doctor tells me she has those days as well.  I'll believe her.  So now I know; comfort is key, especially if you're "spilling your guts" to someone!!  So what to wear in the 21 floored, Large Financial Plaza corporate offices next time?  Hmmm?  I've never done the "pajama bottoms in public" thing!!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

We've moved


We are moving again. Change is good, right? We have moved 8 times in our 11 year marriage. Opposites attract and frankly my ancestry.com says I may be part gypsy. We are purchasing a home for the first time and well, it does feel a bit "permanent." We can always move and rent it out, I say. We are in the process before the process of the actual U-Haul phase. We are packing and sorting.....
Upon our sorting.. I am pleasantly pleased to find my Typing Proficiency certificate from 1998. What an achievement!! I did it for a better possibility for getting a better job. This was back in the day when you had a choice between "electric" or "manual" typewriter. Google "typewriter." I chose "electric" which was a bit risky as very sensitive and we know those errors count against ya. It was a 5 minuted timed writing. I'm sure I did it at least five time and have the thick rice paper printout with my accomplishment. My name is even typed in with ALL CAPS. This was also pre-"the all caps equal angry" stage of technology. It is also John Hancocked (signed) by TWO people. So...to toss or not to toss?
During moving you find many oddities when sifting through your belongings. One thinks they are a minimalist (or semi-wanna be minimalist) in my case. I've also found:
  • Hand Painted cow earrings- (not my artwork)
  • a Sedona, AZ guide to the outdoors,
  • 4 vitamin B tablets to place back in the bottle
  • a leather bookmark from England
  • Address labels (with current address)...useless, but we cannot toss because they have "golf stuff" on them (hubby's issue)
  • 17 fishing poles (we went fishing last year once...but caught 17 fish)
  • our faux Julius Cesar plant...which is now in the "thrift" pile:)
  • a VHS head cleaner
We constantly "sift" through our belongings and are proud donors at our two favorite thrift shops...The Cancer Thrift and the Navy Marine Corps Relief Society.   We feel that we are clutter tacklers normally. Nobody would know that our Harry Potter Closet is Jenga stacked with miscellaneous items. Admittedly, we still have "schtuff" though. I guess I may also be slightly guilty of also shopping at these two local thrift stores. Hey!! It's for a good cause:)