Saying yes...

Smudgy Fingah Suprise!!!

This beauty showed up on my doorstep this afternoon... a much better behaved Mr. Handsome, as the real Mr. Handsome would have hightailed it after the rabbit that's been lurking in our yard, and surrounding areas...

Many, many thanks to ZRM. I lahve dahg surprises!! Well, not the ones Skirmy Little Dog occasionally leaves at 3am...

Subliminal Messages

I had Christmas music on while the lamblets were decorating cookies... while playing "ZRM's 2007 Cookie Contest Christmas Mix Bribe CD", I noticed a bizarre cookie on the table. I asked the youngest lamblet what it was... She said it was a zombie! YL did not know the provenance of this latest CD so no suggestions have been made. We can only assume the worst... ZRM embeds sekrit messages in his music...

And speaking of his music, when I finally told the lambets what CD this was, EL said, "It's a heck of a lot better than that holiday crap they've been playing on the radio!"

Oh, she doesn't know from crap!!! She has not yet been introduced to 3B Rahdio!!! HA!

Happy, Merry, Happy whatever it is you do or do not celebrate!! Be nice to those you love. Be even nicer to those you don't.

Snag is back!

Just in time for the holidays.

And if we stick to our usual schedule, we just might finish before next year's holidays.

It lives...

Those of you who were around here back in late '06 might remember this post:

I can't even begin to explain

You know how sometimes you are so deeply involved in your daily existence and are probably not smiling as much as you should or thinking enough about people you adore and then out of nowhere, one of those people, from miles and miles away, does something so silly and so unexpected that you laugh like a hyena and suddenly feel 15 years younger??? That happened to me last night when I went to bed and heard something crinkly underneath my pillow. Yes, Grizzled helped with the plan, but the plan was formulated by someone else I lahve, someone who lives thousands of miles away.

I went to bed with a big honkin' smile on my face, a silly feeling in my heart and a vow to return the favor...

Laugh, did I laugh!

Those of you who were around here back in late '08 might remember I returned the favor:

Some of you may recall a post I did a couple of years ago about being the target of someone's twisted, yet much appreciated, humor. I vowed to get him back as I have done so many times over the past 22 years.

I did. :)

It took 2 years of patience, but the window appeared, the plan fell into place, and with catlike stealth, I lobbed the crinkly package back in his court. He was caught totally off guard and I am now officially back on guard.

It's been three years since I lobbed that crinkly package... I even ran across an old email the other day, the one I sent to his niece, asking if I got the package to her, could she slip it under his parents' tree in Detroit since he'd be going home (he lives in LA). Yes, it had been 3 years, I wondered if maybe it was done.

Last night Grizzled and I went out to dinner with longtime friends... friends we don't get to see enough of these days. It was fun, as it always is. After drinks, and dinner, and another round of drinks, Barb pulled out a wrapped gift. Crap. I had not brought anything, thinking gift-exchanging was not happening... but she assured me it was just something they had happened upon on, perhaps I could open it and we could share it for dessert. She pressed me to open it, which I did.

It was peanut brittle... not exactly what I would have thought of Barb to bring. I glanced across at Barb, who looked like the cat that ate the canary... I scanned my brain for any missed peanut brittle jokes that might have permeated our history, but could not come up with one. I continued to open the package... the factory-sealed package. I popped the plastic shrinkwrap with my fingernail and ripped it off, lifting the lid to see...

THE CRINKLY PACKAGE!!! (It doesn't even matter what the package is anymore... but it's still factory-sealed as well, and thus... crinkly.)

The restaurant was dark. It actually took me a moment to make sure I was seeing what I actually thought I was seeing. I was. I started laughing, veering directly into laugh/crying. Fortunately there was no peeing... Grizzled spied what was in the package and started laughing. Yes, the crinkly package had found its way back to me in the sneakiest of ways... in shrinkwrap no less! That weasel actually had the decoy peanut brittle box shrinkwrapped! I was awestruck, and filled with lahve...

So, it is in my court again... I will wait. I will wait years if need be... until the perfect time and method shows itself... and I'm thinking the peanut brittle box might have to be included... In the meantime, it's going on my shelf, in my office, so I can laugh every time I see it.

For thudner

Don't fret dear thundra! At least they live on on YouTube and in bands using their lyrics for their names!

 

I truly miss mine...

 

h/t Karla

Long Weekend

Because a good groaner should not go unnoticed...

And I realize herr doktor bimler casts these about as often and easily as my damn sow thistles spread their seeds, but still... every once in a while, one stands out.

In response to yesterday's post where I mentioned a student stating that I sounded stern, bimler dropped this little beauty into the comment box:

Strict art teachers leave no tone unsterned.

Ah yes... a groanfully beautiful use of punnery.

Feeling Raw

There's a lot of stuff going on lately... leaving me feeling a bit raw... a bit unbalanced. Lots of people getting older and all that comes with that... lots of people being assholes and expecting you to pick up the pieces... lots of people just being people and being caught in the middle. It's all left me feeling a bit off kilter for a while.

I had a friend recently tell me she always counted on me to be supportive and listen to every little snippet she had to say and offer up the best advice, but as of late, I have not been there for her as she would wish, or expect. When I told her I had a lot going on and just didn't really have a spare morsel of buffer to bring, she said she was sorry... hopefully we could do something when I was feeling better.

I don't need to air my crap to everyone and anyone, but I am often amazed at the people who expect you to be there for every nuance of their life and then when you've got your own deal, and aren't even asking them to listen, but are just asking for time off... they don't get it.

Anyhow... it's been a challenging summer, but... at the end of the day, and many times throughout the day, I think of how lucky I am, to live with those I love and like. The other night, after word that Grizzled's brother had gotten into an accident with our vehicle, Grizzled looked at me and said, "We've got it pretty good. Things right here are good." And he was right.

Update: Rx per ZRM :)

Summer Blogging in One Post!

Garden. Garden. Flower. Butterfly. Fucking rain! Dog. Dog. Dog. Lake. Grizzled. Garden. Lamblet. Lamblet. Lamblet. Driver's Ed. AHHHHHHH! Lamblet. Hot! Too chilly! Wet! Where's the rain?!?! FUN!!! Woo-HOO!! Grrrr! WTF?? Still can't access any of ZRM's many blogs... 3B's! What contest?! Garden. Garden. Painting. Painting. Grrrr. Life is good. WTF??? Dick joke. Dick joke. Thought-provoking post. Dick joke. Garden. Animules. Painting! Grrrr... painting!!@!1 FRUSTRATION! In the zone. Fireflies!! Ah, summer smell. Butterflies! Orbs!!! Orbflies!! Thundra. Von. LOL! Garden. Dogs. Frustration. Satisfaction. Good. Bad. Love everyone. Hate everyone. Weeds. WEEDS! BG!! Lake. Reading. Thinking. Anniversary. Snag. Birthday. Cicadas. School? Already?