I'll let you be the ultimate judge of the best use of this newly decorated space.
Perhaps I have taken the emptyishnesting to an unhealthy level of clean out... not sure.
Activities and thoughts as we approach empty nesting. Those blasted college breaks are such a nuisance... they interrupt important pursuits such as...
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Canine Weight Watchers... results update.
Nuka is looking better at four weeks of CWW! She is slowly regaining her girlish figure. Her measurement at second boob is down to 29.5 inches from an all time high of 34 inches. She has lost at least one inner tube of fat and is an inspiration to all of us. Her callous encrusted elbows, however, remain curiously similar to those of her master...
I'll give both of you a weight report next week. I can't pick up the beast to weigh her on our scale...plus our scale only goes up to 240 pounds (don't do the math).
I'll give both of you a weight report next week. I can't pick up the beast to weigh her on our scale...plus our scale only goes up to 240 pounds (don't do the math).
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Key West Law Enforcement
The sunset from the pool deck in Key West:
Key West... known for its sunsets and laid back lifestyle.
I would like to show you just HOW laid back the city is during the last week in October. It is called "Fantasy Fest". Make sure that the kids are out of the room when you watch. But it is for real. These are real people walking around--and no-one is arresting them or anything.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAvQN1WDVY4
So - the two of you know me. I am a rule follower. I do not speed in my car--10 o'clock and 2 o'clock hand positions on the steering wheel at all times. I use my turn signal when leaving my driveway.
Last week, when riding my bicycle in Key West, I approached an intersection where there were three cars lined up at the stop sign. I rode to the right of the cars and then stopped at the stop sign where there was a Key West Police officer directing traffic. As I begin to brake, Mr Policeman starts to bellow at someone... who is he yelling at?? What? At ME!!
"WHY AREN'T YOU WAITING BEHIND TRAFFIC??", he screams.
I am completely shocked... so I ask very deferentially "Oh, I'm supposed to wait behind all of the cars?
This looks like a bike lane to me". Big mistake.
"OH SO YOU THINK YOU ARE SPECIAL???" he roars. "YOU THINK YOU ARE SO SPECIAL THAT RULES DO NOT APPLY TO YOU??"
"Ummm, no sir", I squeak back in reply.
I have not been yelled at since... well... since... never. No one has ever really yelled at me (offspring not included). I can't help but find this ironic. If you watched the above video, you will see that there are streets filled with nakie, painted people doing G knows what, and sitting down G knows where and probably NOT STOPPING BEHIND THE CARS while perched upon their poor (yuck) bicycle seats.
However, I have learned my lesson.
I could have painted each boob a different color, braided my armpit hair, while balancing a monkey on my shoulders, and drinking straight vodka from the bottle... but I would make sure that I did not ride my bicycle to the right side of three cars at a stop sign in Key West.
Key West... known for its sunsets and laid back lifestyle.
I would like to show you just HOW laid back the city is during the last week in October. It is called "Fantasy Fest". Make sure that the kids are out of the room when you watch. But it is for real. These are real people walking around--and no-one is arresting them or anything.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAvQN1WDVY4
So - the two of you know me. I am a rule follower. I do not speed in my car--10 o'clock and 2 o'clock hand positions on the steering wheel at all times. I use my turn signal when leaving my driveway.
Last week, when riding my bicycle in Key West, I approached an intersection where there were three cars lined up at the stop sign. I rode to the right of the cars and then stopped at the stop sign where there was a Key West Police officer directing traffic. As I begin to brake, Mr Policeman starts to bellow at someone... who is he yelling at?? What? At ME!!
"WHY AREN'T YOU WAITING BEHIND TRAFFIC??", he screams.
I am completely shocked... so I ask very deferentially "Oh, I'm supposed to wait behind all of the cars?
This looks like a bike lane to me". Big mistake.
"OH SO YOU THINK YOU ARE SPECIAL???" he roars. "YOU THINK YOU ARE SO SPECIAL THAT RULES DO NOT APPLY TO YOU??"
"Ummm, no sir", I squeak back in reply.
I have not been yelled at since... well... since... never. No one has ever really yelled at me (offspring not included). I can't help but find this ironic. If you watched the above video, you will see that there are streets filled with nakie, painted people doing G knows what, and sitting down G knows where and probably NOT STOPPING BEHIND THE CARS while perched upon their poor (yuck) bicycle seats.
However, I have learned my lesson.
I could have painted each boob a different color, braided my armpit hair, while balancing a monkey on my shoulders, and drinking straight vodka from the bottle... but I would make sure that I did not ride my bicycle to the right side of three cars at a stop sign in Key West.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Happy New Year! Photo fave
This is one of my favorite photos! My sister, Cathy and her husband and their triplets. (Can you imagine the effort it took to get that group ready for the photo?? I'm sure there was at least one poopy diaper... not telling whose.)
Happiest of happy every one of the two of you!
Happiest of happy every one of the two of you!
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