For a second I thought you were talking about my neighbours and their dogs. BTW, they left today for a weeks vacation. I hope you made a note in the book of the bedroom pooper's family.
Looks fabulous!
How long do you hike for? I just dusted and washed the floors and I'm ready for a nap.
Except for the weirdos, it sounds like fun. Too bad hubby is such a party pooper.
Next time, send Mr Troutbend.
Well done.
That house looks fascinating. There's nothing like a cool cave on a hot day.
She is alive and well, living in Kentucky.
I would imagine cleaning in a butcher shop is top priority. Did you ever have your own apprentice?
I haven't wandered around in the dark since early June 1977. I walked into the living room for something and forgetting we had a coffee table, tripped over it and landed on my belly. Luckily baby and I were OK but as I fell I put out my hands and one landed on a sand candle that scraped across the top of the poor coffee table. The gouges are still there.
I have a blog at Blogger and get an average of a dozen comments per day, even though I no longer post anything there. Unfortunately, the comments are all spam. I haven't been to my Blogster blog in ages. I don't think I know anyone there anymore.
I regularly have that "lost my car in a massive parking lot" dream/nightmare.
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I remember well those Christmas mornings at one am, trying to fit part E into part F. They are not happy memories.
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I hope you made a note in the book of the bedroom pooper's family.