Showing posts with label grandsons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grandsons. Show all posts

Sunday, May 13, 2012

I AM BAAAAAAAACK!!


Here's my little Squeakers, taking in the cards & flowers from the best Mother's Day ever!!
I have been so remiss in posting on here...shame on me!!  Squeakers is now 4 years old....I have been in my new home over 8 months....most everything is still in boxes.....I have been selling at the City Market in downtown Fayetteville every Saturday for about 6 weeks now....I mow my own lawn, work in the garden pulling weeds, planting, watering, raking leaves.  WOW!!  I  AM  ALIVE ! ! !  At Last!
I realize I will have to be doing a whole lotta De-Stashing of my yarn & Beads on Etsy  REAL SOON!!
But here's the kicker of all kickers...I am applying for a part time J O B to be able to supplement my disability income so I can SURVIVE!!!
YUP!  I can do it!!!!  I KNOW  I  CAN!
That's me at the set up downtown on the very first day we were out there in March!  We have since added a 10x10 canopy that has to be put up & torn down at each setup.  Mylz is my loyal companion for all these outings.  If we only could make some money at it things would be MUCH  BETTER!!!
Well, thanks for sticking with me.   I will really try harder to post more on here!!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

The BIG PUPPY JUST ARRIVED Day

 



This is a photo of my grandson MYLZ! He sent it to me a little while ago....it has a story all it's own.

Tell me if this sounds familiar??

You are eleven years old...it's summer break from school. You just graduated from elementary school to MIDDLE SCHOOL. You really really want a puppy!!! So....Mom and Dad CAVE and let you have this adorable little ball of fur that has just been taken from it's nest. NOW YOU MUST POTTY TRAIN HER.....oh yay.... fun fun fun.

Your sister, age 4 has your cousin over for an overnight stay. She's younger than you also. She has NO IDEA what to do with puppies that are only 8 weeks old but she wants to play with the little fur ball....so she wakes up TORI (fur ball's new name) and takes her outside to play....and, oh yea, perchance to relieve herself but who's really watching. She's let back into the house and bounds up the stairs to YOUR room, all excited to see her MASTER again and suddenly realizes it's time to squat...OOPS!

Now YOUR whole GREAT DAY is ruined because Mom and Dad blame YOU for the whole botched potty training deal...

HOLY COW WHO KNEW THIS WHOLE DOG OWNERSHIP THING COULD BE SO TOUGH....and on the FIRST DAY even!!!!
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