*I wanted to make a tear jerking post about Peanut and his 10th birthday but we decided to go to the beach instead. Anyone who has a pet knows how much I love my now senior citizen dog. Anyone who doesn't would probably find it annoying and overindulgent. So I'll just say he had a good birthday that included him pigging out on a corn muffin and being allowed to roll in some really stinky mud that he was really excited about and leave it at that. He wasn't excited about his bath but what dog is?
*I'm trying to get in as much beach time as possible before the impending doom- I mean move. I'm still not sure where we'll end up and I'll explain it all when it's over and I can talk about it freely(due to our superstitions we always stay mum when we move-silly,no?). Let me just put it this way, my husband and I are not the sort of people who wait around for the sh!t to hit the fan. And when I explain, anyone who watches CNBC will say,"oh, that's why." But rest assured my peeps, I will not/would not be leaving the state of Florida, even under the event of alien invasion. This is my homestate and I plan to die here. Unless of course we were to win the lottery. In that case, I nor Mr.Pea, nor Peanut would be seen or heard from again. There might be a few rumors here and there of us being possibly spotted on a sail boat in the South Pacific. But it doesn't look like that will happen.
*Speaking of beach time, my beach is really private. And when I say private, I mean I can be there for 2 or 3 hours and maybe see only 4 or 5 people pass by. This is because about 70% of the people who own homes on or near this beach don't really live here, they just occasionally vacation here. But what I don't understand is the fact that the 4 or 5 people I see are always on the damn phone. Why in hell anyone who visits this hidden priceless treasure would spend their time yapping away about 'who wore red to the white party' is beyond me. I bring my phone and keep it in my back pocket only out of fear of kidnappers and serial killers but at no point during my visit would I ever rather listen to anything anyone on the other end of that phone would have to say more than the sound of the Atlantic Ocean, wind and screaming birds. But maybe that's just me. :O)
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Just your random Wednesday
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Happy late birthday to little Peanut! We are sisters in dog-adorement.
And the phone at the beach - I am with you there. And almost everywhere else. I always wonder "Why does everyone have to talk so much?" and then I hear the conversations and realize "They don't!" I heard one lady describe purse shopping to a poor listener, pretty much in a minute-by-minute account..."Then there was this gold one that I kind of liked, but the handle was braided and I didn't think that would be comfortable and anyway the pockets weren't big enough on the ends..." And people say BLOGGING is self-indulgent!
Happy birthday, Peanut!
I'm glad you have a priceless treasure of a beach all to yourself, even if you do have to leave it. You have spent some wonderful time there, and you can always visit! To heck with the cell phone people.
Happy birthday to Peanut!
People who stays on their phone while at beach or while trying to spend time with nature for that matter are the types of people who yields and covets power....hahaha!
Unless, important... ;)
I'll happily read an entire post about the peanut birthday festivities. The little bit you shared left me hanging for more.
And your beach sounds awesome.
Good luck with all the move & stuff.
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