Well, Dust came home from a roadtrip not too long ago (he helped haul our friend home (finally!) to our neck of the woods) so I thought I would show you the best pictures that they took.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
It could be said of Dust and I that we are generous. Solely, for ONE reason. His name is Heinke (pronounced like "Hank", but spelled wrong... good job Jon). And that reason is because we pet-sit about 7 months out of the year for our friends' rat while he's in the navy. Well... weasel, pig, tasmanian creature, etc; you get the point, he has a LONG list of pet names. (Insert *chuckle* cause I know you just did!)
Thursday, May 8, 2008
for a child when you:
-teach your puppy to eat properly;
-put your puppy in a timeout;
-schedule puppy play-dates;
-teach your puppy to share his toys;
-and teach your puppy to not growl while sharing said toys;
-get embarrassed when your puppy doesn't obey the first time;
-constantly talk to your puppy with the coined 'baby talk' language;
-refer to your puppy as your child;
-take great pride in your puppy's wits;
-take great pride in your puppy's good looks;
-have a designated play area in the house (so your puppy is always in view, and all his toys are in one place);
-hurt a little inside when Papa really punishes puppy for not listening to Mama;
-plan fun outings where your puppy can run and frolic to his heart's content;
-feed your puppy first before yourself;
-get excited when puppy "does his business" when and where you want him to; and
-have a diaper bag for your puppy.
Except... that we're just not ready. Sorry.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
The inevitable has finally occurred. As I was
speeding racing overly anxious on the gas pedal driving to work today (with a slight possibility of arriving late as I may OR may not have slept in a good 30 minutes little bit past my alarm), I drove over a hill near our house only to see a sheriff flying (I'm sure within the normal confined of the unclearly posted speed limit) at me from the bottom of the hill.
As soon as he saw me, he flipped those flashers on, pulled a U-eee, even sprayed gravel at the house whose driveway he felt it necessary to utilize, and came a-racin' after me. Oh, man.
Okay, think, think, think. What do I sayyyy????
"Uh, ma'am, do you realize you were going 51 in a 35?" "Oh, nope. Sorry."
***Ahhhhhh!!!*** Have my inherited lawyerly skills been lost? Have I not talked my way out of
four a mere couple of other tickets?
Dust and I have been talking lately about what we deserve, and that even as Christians we all deserve hell and that it's ONLY by the grace of God that we are spared. So, here this is running through my head (Why at this moment???? I don't know...) and I now am completely tongue-tied. Just staring at the officer, nodding my head, and saying: "Uh huh, uh huh"; "Oh, sorry"; "My bad". Of course, after he hands me my ticket do I think of some intelligible, side-tracking question. Great!
Well, at least I now have something to apply my government issued refund to... BACK to the government!
Monday, May 5, 2008
Uh, back to reality now.
And if the government doesn't have to rub this in my face enough, here's what the envelope and little enclosure said.
Ohhhhh. Okay. Let me invest my $35 whole dollars WITH THE GOVERNMENT!! Puh-lease.
And, aren't they (the "government peoples") sending a bit too many mixed signals? Why, then, am I getting a rebate in July that they'll encourage me to SPEND, all in the name of boosting the economy; could this be because it'll be relegated as earned income on my 2008 tax return? Lovely, just lovely. They are not encouraging the growth of my savings account which is something that makes me smile.
If I didn't already have plans to spend both checks, I would really make a statement and save 'em both.
Friday, May 2, 2008
I love fun, little quizzes. And so I took one. Well, I took like 15. And I liked this one because it made me laugh.
Your Slogan Should Be
Rebecca. As Delicate as a Caress.
Yah, right. Shall I remind us all about our soccer incident? I'm about as delicate as a 4-year old.
I hit the generate button a couple times to get one I liked. But... what should your slogan be??
Thursday, May 1, 2008
If you shan't believe me that it's a tad chill-ay over here, maybe this will prove my point.
Or, if you have one banana at home, you can rush to the nearest grocery store to pick up mangos, oranges, and apples... all to attempt the replication of the fruit juices you could just buy at the grocery store. So, this is what our night consisted of. (Fascinating, I KNOW!)
Well, at least there are appetizing green eggs from the ones that do survive!