Ma Vie Folle

My Week in the Middle

Posted on May 10, 2011 | 10 Comments

Okay, so Shane was gone for a week (last week)… of course I’m just talking about it now… well for obvious reasons (kooks, nuts, murderers, crazies, stalkers, etc. – None of you of course). Anyhoooooooosis…. He took my Jeep and I got to drive his big Chevy truck for the week. I’ve affectionately renamed it the Hooptie. Not because it’s beat up, it’s not. Actually this ol Chevy has been remarkable over the last 8 years. But he keeps all kinds of crap in it. It reminds me of one of those cars in India with all the bobbles and stuff all over it. Every time I hit a bump stuff swayed from the rear view mirror. lol.

When he took the Jeep with my garage door remote. I had to use the old one, which is the size of a TicTac box. And, um, btw, you cannot open the garage door with a TicTac box. Nope. can’t be done. Oh, I tried at least twice a day but nope, can’t be done. I can’t tell you how many times I reached into my purse and pressed that TicTac box. Dumbass.

I also had the best sleep in the 22 years we’ve been married. Middle of the bed baby, holy cow what a restful sleep!

3 of the nights I made dinner but ate alone because everyone was at their respective commitments. At first it was cool. Then it was just weird. Very weird.

I actually got more done around the house, which is very weird. I even started wrapping up my second book, which is a ton of work.

Our Saint Bernard slept in til 2 or 3 in the AFTERNOON every day he was gone. I thought she was dead in the basement a few times (she IS almost 11 – remember?) but I just listened closely and there it was, a long snore and a big snort.

He also “had” to take my camera. On his way out the door I told him he needed to buy batteries… which of course he didn’t… so I went without a camera for a whole week for NOTHING. (that’s like jail for a blogger).

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Monday Garden Club #1 of 2011

Posted on May 1, 2011 | 11 Comments

Well, it’s Monday Garden Club over at Feet Off The Table. I’ve participated the last couple of years but this year I’m starting late. Mostly because I’ve got so much going on otherwise — plus, I decided to do what I did last year and NOT grow my plants from seeds. I did all that work last year to find the frickin birds ate all my plants… and I ended up buying starter plants.

Anyhoooosis…. the other day I went out to cut the grass for the first time this season and walked past my weed laden garden. I looked inside and saw I had onions and cabbage growing! WEIRDDDDDDD because um, I didn’t plant anything yet. The onions came up better than the ones I planted last year… which were not normal onions like the package said, but more like marble sized. Put it this way, they would have been a great size for The Borrowers.

The cabbages are growing off roots or stalks (whatever the heck you gardeners call them) that I never ripped out after last season… and they are growing — but laying down. Strange.

So anyhow… ignore the weeds as I didn’t intend to start the garden yet, but it had other plans.

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because wiener is just a funny word.

Posted on April 27, 2011 | 8 Comments

So… if you have a dog, you know they understand many words. I think we made a list once and our Saint Bernard knows over 100. Our Golden Retriever recently got a new toy that he absolutely lovessssssss. He fetches it, catches it, loves it, takes it with him, sleeps with it, and yes… plays with it often. It was originally a giveaway at an Indians game (hot dogs/baseball –get it?)

On any given day you can hear someone in our house say:

Who loves their wiener?

Drop your wiener!

Gimme that wiener!

Let go of that wiener!

Don’t touch Dublin’s wiener!

Stop licking your wiener!

Go get your wiener!

Don’t bite your wiener!!

and of course in an excited voice, Where’s your wiener Dublin?… Where’s your wiener?

Most of these are followed up with an atta boy, and wiener phrases have kept everyone in the house quite busy and immediately turns the heads of visitors. He knows the names of all his different toys, so it’s funny to see him run around looking for his wiener. Ahhh, yes, there’s never a dull moment at my house. We are very easily amused.