Aug 20: Trail Mix

Hola tators! It is a hazy Friday morning here in the ATL. I am sure that many of you that went back to school this week are tres tres excited it is Friday. So, make sure you put your feet up and partake in a few adult beverages, and most of all RELAX!

- Carl-E and I have been working on the backyard for what seems forever and ever. To give the yard the manicured look that Carl-E likes, we had a shite load of mulch delivered. Now, I am talking that this pile took up just short of half the driveway. We had our own private mountain to climb. So we shoveled mulch into the wheelbarrow and dumped, and repeated, and repeated, and repeated until I was dumping mulch in my sleep. Finally last week we finished dumping, but we still had a rather large surplus of mulch. So, yesterday I shoveled mulch into bags until my eyes crossed. Three hours and 25 bags later all the mulch is gone. I can honestly say, "I hate G-D mulch!"

- As many of you know I have a cat army that lives in my backyard. Finally after many tries, I put Moma Cat out of commission. But, before I caught her, she squeezed out one more litter. Now, let me give you some background...all three littlers were born in MY backyard under MY woodpile. So, who should name the kittens. Well duh, ME! Ok lets get back to now, so Carl-E thought it would be cute to name the new three kittens artists' names. SO, two of the kittens are girls but have boy names, oh well!!!
Anywho...
My neighbor who also feed the feral army rang me up to ask me about the mail. In talking she keeps referring to Sam. Now I am thinking who he-zell is Sam? And then she says, "Oh you call him Neptune." And then she is talking about Mary. And I am thinking "Who the fudge is Mary?" And she says, "Oh, you call her Picasso."
Now...
Carl-E and I put a lot of thought into the names, so do not go changing them, especially to lame names, such as Sam. Now, she knows what their names are, so call them by their names!!! Not only are they born on my property, but I am the one who catches their furry tushes and gets them fixed; I retain the right to name them! It just burns my butt!!!

- Carl-E got dirt bikes. At first he was going to get a BMW motorcycle, and then it was a duel sport, and then it was a dirt bike, and then it was two dirt bikes. And the second one is not for moi, but for a companion of the male persuasion to accompany him on his rides. Even if I wanted to ride the bike it is way too tall for me; I would need a kiddie bike or something. He is yet to take these bikes out, but he is a itching. Thank goodness I have a rather large policy on his butt. I kid, I kid!!!

And I am out!!!

August 5: What An F*in Week!

Well, tators it has been a week, and we are only half way through it. It started out wonderful...
My big sister was here for a visit and we were havin fun doin stuff around Hot-Lanta; the High Museum and the Aquarium.

Monday I try to get on the computer and nothin. My router is shot to h-e-double hockey sticks. This is the second router that I have blown with my computer; maybe it is time for a new computer; my birthday is coming up...I wounder if LV makes laptops?

Ok, so I move on...
We get in to my car and Sophie notices that all the junky-junk for my glove compartment is all over the floor. You know the stuf; napkins from Starbucks, receipts for the food store, pens that do not work, and stale gum.

Guess what?
Someone totally broke in to my car and violated it! And guess what they took? Two cases of glasses; not two cases with sunglasses, but two cases of stemware glasses. What the f*&% does someone need with two cases of stemware glasses??? Are they havin a large garden party and need some extra glasses, so they decided to check every car until they hit the jack pot?

Well...
I wake up Tuesday morning to the downstairs A/C not working. Another "What the F*$%!!!" But, your girl has an idea...check the battery on the controller, because the display is not working. So, I go to Publix to buy a new battery, and then I turn the key on my car, and NOTHING!!!

Well, I dial...
Carl-E up and begin to convey my tale of woe. Like a knight in a black BMW he swoops in and give me a jump. We get my car home and have lunch in a what feels like a hundred degree house.

So, where am...
I at now???
I am waiting for the A/C guy to come and fix my A/C. Carl-E brought a battery charger so I can charge my car battery. And I am on the hunt for AARF stemware that may pop up at a thrift store or local pawn shop.

And I am out...