We are going with my DD and the grandkids on our first ever cruise for a whole week! We will be going to Belize, Roatan, and Cozumel. I am hoping there isn't even a news channel on the ship. My guess is we won't miss a thing and nothing will have changed anyway! The aim, of course, it to make memories with our daughter and the grandkids. Limited access to internet, but I'm kinda grooving on that, too. The grandkids can do with a break with electronics. No internet or news? Shocking! We have a swim with the dolphins outing, an airboat ride, and a city tour of Belize scheduled. Oh, and snorkeling. I hope I'm exhausted every night! Then when we get back, we have less than a week until we fly out to attend DH's 50th high school reunion. Gonna be a busy month. I'll be posting pictures eventually.
Sometimes ya gotta do what keeps you and the dog safe. Maybe it will help enough so eventually he won't have to wear it. Good luck to you and Charlie.
If that were Mr. Obama or the Queen, would you think it was worth reposting? I'm guessing not.
Unlikely that you threw it out so it must be there somewhere. If you buy another one, you'll be sure to trip over the original the next day. LOL!
The clothes are bad enough, but the make-up? Yuck. Not my idea of masculinity!
DD alerted me to the fact that this book, which we both read and loved, is soon to be a movie released on Netflix. Well, high time, if you ask me. So I reread the book, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I could not put it down. It's about the German occupation of the Channel Islands, which I knew little about before reading this book. The characters practically jumped off the page and sat next to me, they are that well drawn. The story unfolds by way of letters, a format that I am not necessarily fond of, but it really works well here. There's humor, and tragedy, and just a whopping good story. I recommend it, and am eagerly anticipating the movie.
I'm self taught. The first cookbook I remember using (I was in high school) was "The I Hate to Cook Book" by Peg Bracken. It was fun to read and had simple dishes. I still use a couple of those recipes (somewhat updated) to this day. My mother was a plain and unadventurous cook. I don't think an onion or a fresh green pepper ever came into our house.
DH does almost all the cooking since he retired. He learned from watching TV chefs, especially Jacques Pepin.
DH and I toured the Tabasco facility on Avery Island a few years ago and it was very interesting. When you tour the plant, there is a sign telling you which country that particular batch is headed for. Workers who pick the peppers are given a stick painted the exact color of a perfectly ripe pepper so they know whether or not it's ready to be picked. But the gift shop was my favorite! I even got to try some Tabasco ice cream, which was surprisingly tasty. DH traveled to lots of foreign countries for his job, and he said he could get Tabasco in every one of them. There is also a bird and wildlife sanctuary on Avery Island.
Ha1 One day when my husband was out of town on business, I answered my cell phone and he says' "Guess what I just bought?" Me: I don't know. A new shirt? Him: No. A llama! Me: We must have a bad connection. Him: A llama! I bought a llama!
And indeed he had bought a llama. He went out to a business dinner, (really!) and someone mentioned they had a young llama they needed to sell, and he bought it. Cheap! I am pretty sure there was alcohol involved. And that is how we ended up with Llarry the guard llama who lives on our ranch. So be careful what you wish for....
dont understand why you have to call people "idiot". they are boys. have you never been rec_less, or uncaring about the consequences, have you never been a child? stop tearing them down for what they did. that part is over. cant go bac_. lets just tal_ about the rescue mission and pray that everyone comes out alive.
Perhaps idiot was a bit over the top but not by much. The coach was 25, not a child, and should have known better. The kids are just kids and I never called them idiots. For crying out loud, he put them in as dangerous a situation as there could possibly be! Go ahead, give him a pass if you want. Pretty sure he's learned his lesson. "Tearing them down?" Hardly. Giving the coach what for? Deservedly so.
Yes, you did the right thing. It's a hard thing to do. Virtual hugs.
Lucky you (plural), call it Midnight Blue, that way you are both right. So glad you had fun...but you didn't mention yarn???
Later, I texted her that I was going to call them "blavy." LOL!
DD texts me this morning, just as I sat down after cleaning the house (with the help of DH). Would I like to go to HL and or Michaels, with her and GD? Well of course I would. She picks me up and off we go to buy a birthday present for GD's friend. We drop GD at the party and get to have lunch at a cute little café I can only describe as "girly." No burgers on the menu, just salads and sandwiches, mostly turkey! Then she says "where would you like to go?" DD is my personal shopper these days, and I tell her, "I still can't decide what to wear to Dad's high school reunion." So off we go to Dress Barn, where we find the perfect things. We have an "argument" over whether a particular pant is black or navy. Looks black to me, looks navy to her. We argue, jokingly, the entire time. We ask the saleslady. She says navy. DD is triumphant; I declare "I'm never shopping here again!" All in jest, of course. We have such a good time together, and laugh a lot. God, I do love hearing her laugh. As we are getting out of the car at the shoe store, there is a clap of thunder so loud that I scream a little. In the shoe store, the lights go out and the rain is bucketing down. She tries to get me to buy a pair of sandals to go with my outfit, but nothing is comfortable. Little does she know, I have a pair at home that I will wear, but which she would not approve of, fashion-wise. LOL! I love days like this!
Virginia creeper. It's invasive and worthless, IMO.