I have it on good authority that a wehthar macheen has been built and is responsible for this bad weather. There's 'trouble' a brewin... I'm very afraid because I've heard this is the worse winter Michigan has had in years and I thought it was because I moved here.
Whew... not my fault. Might be 'trouble'.
Stay tuned for further weather reports...
Also I will have a post soon about how we now live in 'hickville usa', I'm not even kidding, with 'them thare's' and everything... (hint: my iPhone was a MAJOR topic of discussion!!)
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
There is so much snow here...
We have about 18 inches of snow and more expected tonight and tomorrow. I'm sick of it but more importantly the puppies are sick of it. Usually they'll try to play a little when we walk. But now we have so much snow the only place to walk is the driveway. Back and forth and around and around. Booooorrrrring...
Yesterday Alfie escaped and came over to play. Usually Meja will run with her no matter what. But yesterday she was all 'ahh no thanks Alfie I'm going in the warm house. good luck finding someone to play with in this crap.' Bobo doesn't ever really feel like running. He's more of a sniffer and watcher. He's a lovah not a fightah, Meja is the opposite.
I know a lot of you are buried under ice and I surely don't wish for that. What I wish for is March 24 when I'm going to Florida!!!
I talked to Justin who lives up the mountain from Denver. There is no snow on the ground there and the temp was 45-50 today! WTF! Has the earth spun off its axis? What up?
Yesterday Alfie escaped and came over to play. Usually Meja will run with her no matter what. But yesterday she was all 'ahh no thanks Alfie I'm going in the warm house. good luck finding someone to play with in this crap.' Bobo doesn't ever really feel like running. He's more of a sniffer and watcher. He's a lovah not a fightah, Meja is the opposite.
I know a lot of you are buried under ice and I surely don't wish for that. What I wish for is March 24 when I'm going to Florida!!!
I talked to Justin who lives up the mountain from Denver. There is no snow on the ground there and the temp was 45-50 today! WTF! Has the earth spun off its axis? What up?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Interview with Bobo
Q. Well Hello Bobo how are you this fine frosty day?
A. Mommy I'm cold, did you see the snow out there? It's past my butt bob and you know what that means.
Q. I do indeed Bobo and I'm sorry. If Papi were here he'd shovel you a potty place. But he's not and you're stuck with mommy. You are in fact a dog Bobo, go find your own place to do your business.
A. I get it mommy but I don't like it when the snow's higher than my butt. A dogs life, woe.
Q. Enough potty talk Bobo. Tell me something about yourself.
A. Well I am a beautiful black Sharpei and I'm almost 6 years old. Everyone calls Meja and I 'The Puppies' cause we've been around so long.
Q. When did you arrive at the Sweet abode?
A. It's a funny story. You, mommy, gotted us in Florida and we had to fly to you and Papi in Michigan. We were just about 8 weeks old. You had the lady what borned us buy the biggest kennel cause you knew we'd grow. So she shipped us up to Michigan and you and Papi picked us up in Detroit. This is where the story gets SO funny.
Q. No need to go on Bobo the kind people don't need to know of my embarrassment...
A. No no no I gots to tell this one mommy. So we get to Detroit and you and Papi finally find us and they wheel us out in the gigantuan crate and you can't wait to meet us. So you ran to the crate and got almost in it with us cause we were scared and at the back. Imagine what we saw? This big headed blond woman screaming oh mah babies oh mah babies... The funny part though: Mommy if I may be so indiscreet - you weighed 200lbs at the time and got stuck in the door of the crate! Papi was behind you laughing so hard I think he pee peed his pants. After he dismantled you from the crate we all went home.
Q. Thanks for telling that story Bobo, next time I'm interviewing Meja - she's my good girl.
A. You're welcome mommy, anytime.
A. Mommy I'm cold, did you see the snow out there? It's past my butt bob and you know what that means.
Q. I do indeed Bobo and I'm sorry. If Papi were here he'd shovel you a potty place. But he's not and you're stuck with mommy. You are in fact a dog Bobo, go find your own place to do your business.
A. I get it mommy but I don't like it when the snow's higher than my butt. A dogs life, woe.
Q. Enough potty talk Bobo. Tell me something about yourself.
A. Well I am a beautiful black Sharpei and I'm almost 6 years old. Everyone calls Meja and I 'The Puppies' cause we've been around so long.
Q. When did you arrive at the Sweet abode?
A. It's a funny story. You, mommy, gotted us in Florida and we had to fly to you and Papi in Michigan. We were just about 8 weeks old. You had the lady what borned us buy the biggest kennel cause you knew we'd grow. So she shipped us up to Michigan and you and Papi picked us up in Detroit. This is where the story gets SO funny.
Q. No need to go on Bobo the kind people don't need to know of my embarrassment...
A. No no no I gots to tell this one mommy. So we get to Detroit and you and Papi finally find us and they wheel us out in the gigantuan crate and you can't wait to meet us. So you ran to the crate and got almost in it with us cause we were scared and at the back. Imagine what we saw? This big headed blond woman screaming oh mah babies oh mah babies... The funny part though: Mommy if I may be so indiscreet - you weighed 200lbs at the time and got stuck in the door of the crate! Papi was behind you laughing so hard I think he pee peed his pants. After he dismantled you from the crate we all went home.
Q. Thanks for telling that story Bobo, next time I'm interviewing Meja - she's my good girl.
A. You're welcome mommy, anytime.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Who's Jerry Sweet Sucks
Well I'll tell ya...
I met Jerry Sweet in 1993 on his 50th birthday. He was a bartender at the favorite watering hole and I happened there because my two sisters lived in the town. They had a BIG BEAUTIFUL WOMAN stripper for him and if you knew him you'd know he was mortified.
He was this big burly fellow, tattooed, biker sort. But a big bear of a sort of smushy guy. I fell head over heals. Me the computer geek with this biker lovey muffin.
I moved from Kentucky and shortly Jerry and I were living together. In a trailer. I know I know all the trailer trash jokes. But I was the happiest girly in the whole born world. We lived in that trailer for 4 years. Some of the happiest of my life.
When Jerry's mom and dad died we bought the house he'd been raised in. Basically renovating it from bare walls. (there were 21 layers of wallpaper on the living/dining room walls!) And we lived happily there till the son of a bitch died. Damn Jerry Sweet and his suckiness.
But those 12 years, oh God those 12 years, we pored more memory making in those years than most ever have.
Jerry was from a lower middle class family, I am from a family where my parents died when I was 8 (father), 12 (mother), so not only lower middle class but let's say no class. But I made something of myself and so did he. Really he was probably born with that 'something'. That good, kind, gentle goodness. Anyway he was IT for me and I him I think.
I made pretty good money so we took road trips and ventured about Michigan and were all about each other. Which makes it so hard now I suppose because he's not here and the memories are starting to fade. Now you're making me cry, damned blog.
I'll write more about 'who Jerry Sweet Sucks' is later. Thanks for reading.
I met Jerry Sweet in 1993 on his 50th birthday. He was a bartender at the favorite watering hole and I happened there because my two sisters lived in the town. They had a BIG BEAUTIFUL WOMAN stripper for him and if you knew him you'd know he was mortified.
He was this big burly fellow, tattooed, biker sort. But a big bear of a sort of smushy guy. I fell head over heals. Me the computer geek with this biker lovey muffin.
I moved from Kentucky and shortly Jerry and I were living together. In a trailer. I know I know all the trailer trash jokes. But I was the happiest girly in the whole born world. We lived in that trailer for 4 years. Some of the happiest of my life.
When Jerry's mom and dad died we bought the house he'd been raised in. Basically renovating it from bare walls. (there were 21 layers of wallpaper on the living/dining room walls!) And we lived happily there till the son of a bitch died. Damn Jerry Sweet and his suckiness.
But those 12 years, oh God those 12 years, we pored more memory making in those years than most ever have.
Jerry was from a lower middle class family, I am from a family where my parents died when I was 8 (father), 12 (mother), so not only lower middle class but let's say no class. But I made something of myself and so did he. Really he was probably born with that 'something'. That good, kind, gentle goodness. Anyway he was IT for me and I him I think.
I made pretty good money so we took road trips and ventured about Michigan and were all about each other. Which makes it so hard now I suppose because he's not here and the memories are starting to fade. Now you're making me cry, damned blog.
I'll write more about 'who Jerry Sweet Sucks' is later. Thanks for reading.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Soldier's angels
Wow two posts in one day. I'm rolling folks.
I became involved in an organization just before Christmas that I wanted to let people know about. It's called Soldier's Angels. They match soldier's that have no one to correspond with to those that volunteer. You can write letter's, send care packages, etc. Just let our men and women know we love them, are thinking of them and support them. No matter your opinion of this war our soldiers need the small comforts we can offer.
So I contacted http://soldiersangels.org and was matched up with a soldier. My guy is Kelvin. I've sent care packages and written letters. Just knowing I'm brightening the life of one of these brave men has lifted me.
Once you're matched with a soldier you can purchase your own care items and send them personally or go to http://www.angelsstore.org and they have prepackaged packs they'll send for no shipping costs (they pick out things they know the soldiers need). And today I was able to send Kelvin a Valentines Day package that was $29.00 but a coupon code (angels15) got me $15.00 off. So I sent him a boatload of stuff for $14.00.
Please, if you can, do this little thing for them. They deserve it. And you'll feel good too.
THIS HAS BEEN A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT FROM PAM SWEET, SWEETENING UP THE WORLD ONE STEP AT A TIME.
I became involved in an organization just before Christmas that I wanted to let people know about. It's called Soldier's Angels. They match soldier's that have no one to correspond with to those that volunteer. You can write letter's, send care packages, etc. Just let our men and women know we love them, are thinking of them and support them. No matter your opinion of this war our soldiers need the small comforts we can offer.
So I contacted http://soldiersangels.org and was matched up with a soldier. My guy is Kelvin. I've sent care packages and written letters. Just knowing I'm brightening the life of one of these brave men has lifted me.
Once you're matched with a soldier you can purchase your own care items and send them personally or go to http://www.angelsstore.org and they have prepackaged packs they'll send for no shipping costs (they pick out things they know the soldiers need). And today I was able to send Kelvin a Valentines Day package that was $29.00 but a coupon code (angels15) got me $15.00 off. So I sent him a boatload of stuff for $14.00.
Please, if you can, do this little thing for them. They deserve it. And you'll feel good too.
THIS HAS BEEN A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT FROM PAM SWEET, SWEETENING UP THE WORLD ONE STEP AT A TIME.
Out of the house today, yippee
We have not been out of the house for a week! I started a new treatment last Friday and it kicked my ass. And I mean that literally and figuratively. And it's been so cold the pups were happy to go out to do their business and scamper right back in. Excepting the occasional Bobo broken toe toe act with the snow globs in his paws. Then he had to be helped. Pussy!
So anyway the larder was stocked, I had plenty of reading material, my little fireplace lit at all times, it's been cozy. But now we're all going bat shit crazy. I've a circle around the kitchen to dining to living room and the dogs have been wearing a path in their efforts to play and chase. Just makes me dizzy.
I'm hoping to get something to help the nausea today so I can start walking them a little at least every day. They deserve that. Lifesavers and all. Their plight is hard but they do it proudly. I love them very long time...
So we shall venture out today. The temp was 32 F yesterday so the feets of snow kind of melted off my car. I think I can dig it the rest of the way. And then we shall go to Target. Such lofty goals! We'll see if the pups will get in the car with me ;) Last time Meja said 'thanks no, you so crazy momma'.
So anyway the larder was stocked, I had plenty of reading material, my little fireplace lit at all times, it's been cozy. But now we're all going bat shit crazy. I've a circle around the kitchen to dining to living room and the dogs have been wearing a path in their efforts to play and chase. Just makes me dizzy.
I'm hoping to get something to help the nausea today so I can start walking them a little at least every day. They deserve that. Lifesavers and all. Their plight is hard but they do it proudly. I love them very long time...
So we shall venture out today. The temp was 32 F yesterday so the feets of snow kind of melted off my car. I think I can dig it the rest of the way. And then we shall go to Target. Such lofty goals! We'll see if the pups will get in the car with me ;) Last time Meja said 'thanks no, you so crazy momma'.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Odd things going on
There are some odd things going on in my house. I have a blankie and Meja has a blankie. Well all of a sudden my blankie has a hole in it and I didn't put it there. So... it was either mommy or Meja. Since Meja has been know to bites stuff, me, I thinking her. But mommy says 'Oh Bobo why did you put a hole in your blankie?' and I say 'I didn't do it'. And I get in trouble.
The good news is Meja isn't biting me so much anymore. She's kind of feeling dubbers because of the snow and cold mommy says. But hey, I'm not a fan either but it's warm in the house, let's play!
From Bobo the Sharpei puppy
In another note: Has anyone had any experience good or bad with booties for dogs. The puppies are really having trouble with the snow globs and I didn't want to put out the money if they won't stay on. thanks
The good news is Meja isn't biting me so much anymore. She's kind of feeling dubbers because of the snow and cold mommy says. But hey, I'm not a fan either but it's warm in the house, let's play!
From Bobo the Sharpei puppy
In another note: Has anyone had any experience good or bad with booties for dogs. The puppies are really having trouble with the snow globs and I didn't want to put out the money if they won't stay on. thanks
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