Okay. So, I know it's been a bit since I've wowed you all with my words of wisdom. Actually, it was more I was having a hard time letting go of looking at the Bentley in prime blog real estate when I logged in.
So, what's going on. Dogs are good.
Nobody's eaten anybody lately. Have a sick kid...that totally sucks but at least vomiting has been limited to twice and fever coddling with
meds and cold cloths is totally doable. What horse?... All is well.
Sad about Farrah...always admired her and thought her beautiful. May you rest in peace and if you have a chance give Bandit a pat on the head for me.
What's with Michael? That was odd. Don't have much of a public opinion about that except I did perform a group talent show number to "Beat It" in Elementary School. Oh, and "Man in the Mirror" was some lame
pre-show number I did for some beauty pageant...(oh, I didn't just admit I did a small handful of those...oh no...) Okay, so a rest in peace to you too, but you don't have to pet my dog.
I'm thinking about my dear friend CE who's going through some trying times.
What else. J thinks we have a rabid fox in the neighborhood. Here's where men and women are very different. I open the phone book to the government listings and look up "wildlife". J meticulously sets out a trap baited with horrific odorous sardines. And just on a sideline here. Have you ever smelled those things??? I thought something had holed up under our house and died three weeks ago the stench was so awful. I came out of D's room after 20 minutes of sleepy rocking only to have my nasal passages assaulted. J came in and said "can you smell it?" Smell it! I think I need a bath now. Anyway, how anyone in their right mind can put those smelly little fish (they are fish right?) on pizza is an absolute atrocity! It should be banned. Anyway, so J puts the sardines where they should be - in the trap (in fact that's what they should be marketed as - BAIT) and we sat outside partaking in spirits awaiting the arrival of the rabid fox. Clearly, he hasn't come yet or I would be writing about that, and I gave up to come inside and blog away. Anyway, kind of funny. J is in for the hunt...I am not. But, I will say, I did check the trap first thing this morning, and will surely beeline for the backdoor to check it tomorrow morning...You'll be sure to know if we catch something...or I'll be back on this blog in another 3 months or so...just kidding... ; )
