I honestly don't have too much to write about this week. Yeah, I do believe I just heard a whole bunch of you sigh in relief. Okay, so I tend to be a little wordy at times. Okay, most times. Bite me, okay?
So, the other night at dinner, Strudel was sitting at my side like a good girl (why is she good at the times that most normal dogs are not?) and I said to Jimmy, "Your daughter needs to be fed."
Jimmy: They're at the table eating right now!
Me: No, your other daughter. The furry one.
Jimmy: She's not my daughter, she's my dog.
Me: No, just a few weeks ago we were talking about her and you told me how you love her so much that she's like one of your kids.
Jimmy: Well yeah, but not my daughter!
Madison: Fine daddy, then she'll be your dogger!
What can I say? The kid is quick.
Mikayla has a new favorite word. Biffle. Yes, you read that correctly, although really, it's just BFFL, an acronym for Best Friends For Life. But I swear to you, it gives me the giggles every time she says, "Strudel, are you my biffle?" "Mommy, you wanna be my biffle?" I mean, say it a few times. It's a funny word!
Jimmy traveled to San Francisco again this week. The guys had some free time so took a drive over the Golden Gate bridge.
Yeah well, they got rear-ended at the end of the bridge, so it's all good now.
They even stopped at Muir Woods. Remember this picture from my last post?
You guessed it. That's Muir Woods.
So last night while driving through the neighborhood on my way back from the Hess station, I noticed an armadillo walking on the side of the road. You know me. I had to stop the car, roll down the window and stare at him. But then the dumbass started walking toward my car. I'm thinking, oh great, he's going to walk right under my car and then I'll be stuck here, in the middle of the road, until he decides to get his armored ass out the other side. I do believe these critters are blind as bats.
But obviously not deaf, because as soon as I stuck my head out of the window and said, "Well hello, little 'dillo!" He took off for the golf course.
And that's the end of my 'dillo story.
Tuesday night I picked up some Chinese food for me and the girls. I like my food pretty spicy, so the chick at the restaurant usually throws in one of those tiny containers of what they call hot and oily. Just warm oil with red pepper flakes soaked in.
Well, I ate my dinner, never using the oil. While I was straightening up the kitchen I heard something being chomped on.
Yeah, you guessed right.
Strudel ate it.
She not only lapped up all the oil but she ate every flake of hot red pepper too! Stupid, idiotic, deranged dog. Would you believe it didn't even give her the squirts? If I'd eaten that much of the stuff (I just drizzle some on) I'd be pooping fire for days.
I now have definitive proof, that while men can sometimes be amusing, at the very core of it, they're, well, idiots.
Yay! My Aunt Barbara and Uncle David are coming down here next month from Utah! I'm soooo happy about it because I haven't seen them since 2004! Some of you know of uncle David from Facebook. He's the one always picking on me, calling me fat and unhealthy (in his own roundabout way) and telling me to get rid of that dog! I honestly don't know why I love the man, much less even like him, but dammit, I do. He kinda grows on you. Sure, it's a growth similar to fungus, but still. He's Mi Familia. (like that? Too much Mafia Wars, I'm telling you. You'd better just hope, for his sake, that next month I don't tell you that I iced him)
Oh crap, he reads my blog. He's going to be mad at me now. Rut roh. I'm in for it. He'll probably write up a dissertation on nitrites and the evil of red meat and make me memorize it. And, not only is he a reformed smoker but, he's also a reformed fatty. Being that I'm non-reformed on both counts, can you imagine the constant lecturing I'm going to have to suffer through?
Okay my peeps, I obviously wasn't at much of a loss for words. So I lied! Bite me, k?
And when you're done taking a humongous bite of my hiney, leave a comment, then link up your scrambled post! I love reading them!
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