Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Hatchet Man

Every neighborhood has people.  You know, the guy that always walks his dog that takes tiny steps, the mom who is only seen in her pjs, the mailman, the neighbor who is always grilling/doing yard work, the lady who always comes to your house and asks you to french braid her hair.....Well, in my neighborhood resides the guy who uses a hatchet to chop down trees in his flower bed.  Not only does he hatchet trees, he does so with FURY.  What amuses me the most is that Hatchet Man was in my flower bed, hatcheting down my dead tree; probably because Hatchet Man?  He lives in my house, and is married...to me.....

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Skinny Tuesday

Dinner=cereal.  Not festive, at all.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Yes, I drag puppies by their heads.....

My mom so lovingly shares with me all the time that I was oppositionally defiant as a small child.  I find it amusing and funny.....well, I found it funny until yesterday.  The exact moment it stopped amusing me occurred at the beginning of the afternoon Snook-dogg walk.  Snookie decided to lay down in the grass in the front yard and wouldn't move.  So I started dragging her, which normally works - she'll jump up and start walking.  NO LUCK.  I was effectively, or rather in-effectively, dragging her around by the head while she laid on the ground; therefore, I walked away without her.  Fun game, right?  Then she came running after me.  As soon as I touched the leash, guess what?  On the ground.  Repeat twice.

Luckily I'm more stubborn than her.  But it looked rather odd to passers by, I'm sure, while I was dragging a little corgi puppy around by her head.

Until next time!