What made you smile today?

Murray demanded a game of "fetch" while I was reading in bed last night. He finally got tired enough that I could finish the last few pages of my book and turn out the lights....Then he reappeared with a different toy and dropped it next to my pillow. We played in the dark until 1:00!


Thanks, Soz. I'll give you details when I finish. I'm taking off in an hour or so to raid a favorite discount store so I can finish and clean up the dining room.

Knowing I have an extra day off this weekend, and watching my kittie Paddy, he follows me everywhere. Sometimes on my way to another room I'll stand and watch the TV, he comes over to the coffee table and sits there waiting for me to move again! He's so cute, I can hardly stand it.

Actually this happened yesterday, but I'm still smiling from it.....

Talked to my sister (700 miles away) and after we were finished talking she tried to coax my four year old niece in to talking with me ~ not happening. (And I'm okay with that. One day, she'll realise that I am the coolest aunt on earth and she'll kiss the ground I walk on.....)

Then!.....My sister held the phone up to my (now) five month old nephew (who I bonded with tremendously last month).....soon as I said his name, his feet started kicking and I could hear my sister saying 'he's smiling'. Then I tried something daring.....I said 'how you doin' (My 'Friends' catchphrase that I used on my nephew incessantly) and all hell broke loose! He happened to be under his play-gym and as soon as I said the words I could hear all the bells and music going off from his toy ~ as well as hear my sister laughing from his reaction to my voice.

I am a very, very, very happy Aunt Raerae. And I miss my nephew.

Hopefully, I'll have a pic of the two of us to post soon. Ya'll have just got to see how beautiful this baby is.....I'm not biased, of course. Ahem. :wink:

Grins for auntie Raerae.

Awwwwww...!

We went to a sort of a fair/festival this weekend, with lots of rides. Lots of sunbaked, snaggle-toothed carnies manning them. One was a sort of a ferris wheel, but scarier, with little cages that you could spin all the way around if you rocked enough, and a long oblong shape rather than a wheel, and that went very fast.

I was looking at it and thinking it looked rather old and rickety, when I noticed two policemen who had been standing by say "HEY!" and attempt to get the attention of the operator. He was sitting somewhere inside the contraption with his hand on a lever, ciggy dangling from the corner of his mouth, and basically ignored them for a while. They didn't like that, and kept getting closer and bigger in the cop way -- something with the shoulders, maybe they stand on tiptoes. He was supremely unimpressed, looking at them from under his bleached-blonde bangs. A big guy with a mullet and a walrus mustache, standard-issue carny shirt rolled up to show big arms, well-worn jeans, work boots. Bad "I've been smokin' my whole life and I don't give a ****" brown teeth apparent when he squints up at the ride above him.

So he kind of s-l-o-w-l-y deigns to rise as the police go toward him, bigger and threateninger and pointing urgently. Finally he, and everyone else who was standing around trying to figure out what was going on, notice what's up -- there are tendrils of smoke coming from one section of the ride. This while it's in operation, kids screaming as they flip over and over.

He doesn't say a word, ciggy remains in place, but some apprentice carny suddenly sprints over to another ride operator, who stops the ride, leaves it in the care of the apprentice, and sprints back to the Ferris Wheel Gone Bad. He's also mulleted and mustachioed, a bit younger than the big guy. From somewhere -- the apprentice? inside the ride? -- a fire extinguisher appears. Jr. Mullet mans the ride -- which has stopped turning, everyone still inside it, the kids nonchalantly continuing to flip the cages over under their own power -- and Sr. Mullet climbs up a bit and unleashes the fire extinguisher, drenching Jr. Mullet below him, who comes out sputtering and brushing it off of his hair and clothes. Then Sr. climbs down again, and restarts the whole thing.

The police stand by, looking vaguely unsatisfied, but Sr. Mullet doesn't say anything to them, just lets the ride go for a while, then lets everyone off.

Carneys. Nomadic folks. Smell like cabbage.

Hmmm. Not good. Time to get off that ride and go home.

Spent the day at the fair yesterday - doing the midway, the rides, the marketplaces with my best friend from high school, her two kids, and the oldest kid's best friend. I could have ridden the Tilt A Whirl all day - the operator told me :wink:

Smile came from what Kirstie Alley calls "SHOPPING THERAPY!" I only spent about $40, but I found some cool stuff and came home to finish some projects around the house.

Terry Doolittle offered up this tidbit...



How could you just leave us hanging after dropping that erotic bombshell on us? Who is Murray? Husband? Boyfriend? Cat Burglar? What kind of toys did you guys use? I never expected to find this sort of erotic material on this site. I am sitting on the edge of my chair... waiting for all the details.

He he he

Gus

I Just love the new pic of you - a bit of a change from the previous one. And that dress does a lot to hide's one's shortcomings! Not much shade protection in the hat, though!

I talked to my cousin for the first time in 7 years today. We only talked for a half hour the line got cut .

Gus--Isn't it obvious from the avatar? Murray's a client, of course!
The first toy was a twist tie swiped from the trash. The second was the plastic ring from a bottled yogurt smoothie with which we'd been playing earlier that day.

LMAO! Perhaps I should have proofread that last post, huh?






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Bailey is the dog who HATES to be wet. Cleo is the water dog.

Scene set.

We're at the beach this morning. Cleo is in the lake, walking around, swimming a bit, smiling a lot. Bailey is roaming up and down the shore line, jumping back whenever he gets splashed by a wave.

Bailey starts to get a bit bored. He starts to tease Cleo a bit.
She goes for it. They go tearing up and down the beach. Bailey ends up in the water - anything for the game!
Setanta and I, and some people perched up higher in the rocks, were smiling. Those dogs love to play!

Lunch and shopping with a bosom bud I haven't seen in the flesh since last Christmas. We're usually good about keeping up via telephone, but get together so seldom. I have to work on that.

Anyhow, we spent a disgusting amount of money, had lunch, then kvetched over coffee for at least an hour. All this after spending 2 1/2 hours on the phone just two days ago.

This afternoon, I noticed for the first time a mockingbird eating berries on a big polk plant in my back yard. It was funny because the plant would spring back and forth as the bird jumped to different limbs, and it looked like the bird was playing as much as eating! I'm new to the back yard thing, so all this stuff amazes me!

Sozlet has almost entirely given up naps, but didn't sleep enough last night and obviously needed one. A few tries, didn't work, so switched to keeping her awake/ early bedtime mode. Went for a walk, and on the way back she saw 5-yr-old neighbor Emily outside, went running up to her. Emily was playing with some Barbie CD player, and the two of them started dancing. VERY cute. Then Emily started with this gymnastics stuff, handstands, and sozlet followed suit. Did an actual handstand. Came crashing down, on grass. That was fine. Then she tried something else, hand/ arm kind of twisted in a bad way, major tears. She was too tired to deal, though she was signing, "fine, fine" (as in "I'm fine") through her pitifulness.

I said, "Sweetie, let's go home", I wanted to get a better look at what was going on and calm her down since she was still totally verklempt. That sent things up another notch, no, she wanted to stay. Tears tears tears sobs. I said something like, but honey, you're hurt. She tried to convince me that she wasn't, asked to get down, stood there with tears running down her face and the saddest expression imaginable, gamely wiggling her hips to the beat in a way that said see, I'm dancing. I'm having fun. Don't make me leave.

It was definitely one of those things where I knew I shouldn't find it funny and did manage to hide my amusement pretty well, but it was hard.

She finally figured out that she was just too sad and tired and let me take her home. She was fast asleep 5 mins later.

I bought a new pair of ankle boots yesterday and wore them for the first time today. They are so comfortable I can't stand myself!

If you knew me you would know that I find it very difficult to get shoes that fit and I end up being bitchy and moany because my feet hurt. I have wide feet with high arches and generally have to buy shoes two sizes too big so that they fit width-wize. It's usually like wearing clown shoes because my toes are nowhere near the tip of the shoe.

With my new boots I am so happy I could ****!

The weather was perfect. And as evening is here it is even more perfect.