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Dog Family

An All Nighter! That’s How We’re Ringing in the New Year!

An All-Nighter

An all-nighter! That’s how we’re ringing in the New Year!

I wasn’t expecting an all-nighter.

We celebrated the New Year at a neighborhood street party.

I popped back home to check on Blue.

We had left her inside.

She doesn’t like being home alone.

When she’s lonely, she gets destructive.

Sure enough, she had made a huge mess.

Surprisingly, though, she didn’t get into the trash.

We had gotten takeout from Babe’s for dinner.

If I were Blue, I would have gobbled up that Babe’s garbage.

It was probably yummy.

I was finally ready for bed at 1:30.

But then the phone rang.

I’ve always told my kids to call me for a ride if they need it, no questions asked.

The Grown Son needed a ride home.

By the time we settled down for sleep again, it was well after 3:00.

I was exhausted.

At 5:00 Blue barked to go out.

Of course she barked to go out.

She had eaten an entire loaf of bread as well as the whole fruit bowl, and now she had to throw up.

It’s a predictable routine.

It’s been a long time since I pulled an all-nighter for New Year’s.

I kind of remember it being a lot more fun.

But yeah, that’s how we’re ringing in 2022.

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Lifestyle

You Gotta Be Kidding Me!

Kidding

You Gotta Be Kidding Me! You Want How Much Money? That’s Crazy!

You gotta be kidding me!

Seriously?

Kroger sells men’s boxers for $40.00 a pack.

What the heck are they made of?

Diamonds?

I had to look twice to make sure I wasn’t seeing things.

Fruit of the Loom, Hanes, Jockey.

They were all in the $40 range.

What kind of fool would pay this price?

Someone must be buying, or they wouldn’t carry the product.

Kroger has scaled back their clothing department this past year.

They would have gotten rid of an item that wasn’t moving.

For some mysterious reason, they are still carrying $40.00 boxer packs.

No, I did not make that purchase.

I ran over to Target where they had the exact same product for $15.00.

Thank goodness, the Grown Sons will still get their stockings stuffed.

Sheesh.

No way, Kroger, I don’t think so.

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Diabetes Family

A Special Birthday Dinner!

A special birthday dinner

A Special Birthday Dinner

The Grown Son had another birthday.

He requested tri-tip for dinner.

With corn bread and potatoes.

I objected.

That’s way too many carbs in one meal.

He begged.

Shouldn’t he get to choose the menu?

Yeah, he’s diabetic, but doesn’t he still deserve a special feast?

I relented.

We’ll have cornbread and potatoes but only if he also agrees to a vegetable.

He argued.

I held my ground.

He conceded.

“OK,” he agreed, “You can make green beans.”

I noted that he said that I can make them.

He did not say that he would eat them.

Yeah, I’m wise to his ways.

However, he did eat a serving of green beans with his dinner.

I guess enough trips around the sun has had a maturing effect on him.

Happy birthday, Kiddo!

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Family Lifestyle

A Funny Skiing Story

A Skiing Story

A funny skiing story. Did I win? Or did I lose?

I told some friends my funny skiing story.

The story about how Bob once tried to kill me.

He tells a completely different version of this event.

But mine is the right one.

Way back when, he took me to Mammoth to teach me to ski.

Bob is a very good skier.

I had never been.

When it was all over, I still couldn’t ski.

And I was furious.

I was certain he was trying to kill me.

It was a test.

If I died, he wouldn’t marry me.

I guess I passed the test.

I concluded my story with, “but I didn’t die.”

My friends collectively responded, “Yet.”

I didn’t die, and neither did that skiing story.