Flower Day

Well I guess I am not a very good blogger...or maybe I don't have a very interesting life. Haven't had a lot to say lately. Hubby had some surgery, so I have been playing nurse. Poor hubby! It is a big joke in our family that I missed my calling as a nurse. I am just about the meanest nurse you could ever have. Nurse Ratched had nothing on me; at least she had a good hair do. The hubby has survived however and is getting better each day. Anyway today is flower day at the office. Everyone gets some little flowers for the desk. I just love flowers. What little pieces of art each one is.

The Crate is Gone

My little doggies are crate dogs. The one they stay in now is not so much a crate as a huge cage that they stay in together during the day. Anyone that has beagles will tell you that they can have a tendency to have a little case of separation anxiety. I have read a lot on beagles and I think it comes from being pack animals. If you go somewhere they think they should go there too. We are in the final stages or redoing the house and this weekend we decided we would put the crate away and take our chances with leaving the boys out while we are gone. Most people would do this before they redo the house and get new furniture, but not us. We just love living on the edge. Anyway the hubs was taking the crate apart and you should have seen the looks on the boy’s faces. I am pretty sure they think they have finally crossed the line and we are getting rid of them. So here we go on the doggie destruction adventure. You would be surprised how much 2 little beagles can find to get into in 8 hours.

I don't get it...

I sometimes feel like I am just completely out of sync with the rest of the human race. This morning I was so excited to leave for work, because they opened a new road and I can just go straight to the freeway instead of making a u-turn and coming back to the entrance ramp. Well I guess a lot of other people were excited about it too, because there were a lot of people on the new road. The little people that make things work, evidently did not fine tune the traffic signal, so there was a long line there. Only about a half a car could get through the light before it changed. As I am setting and waiting for my turn to get through the light, I watch countless cars pull out from behind me and drive up the next lane and then cut back in front of others to get in the turning lane. I just don't understand what these people are thinking. I mean do they really have a self dialogue that says things like, "My time is way more important than these folks" or "Where I am going is way more pressing than where they are going" or do we just have no time to think of others at all. This kind of behavior doesn’t make me as mad as it does sad. Sad, that this how fellow humans treat each other. I guess it is just the old hippie in me. I want to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony and I want to give them a coke, but cutting just gets my love beads in a knot.

One man's trash

Well this was garage sale weekend. You know, when you drag all your stuff you don't want any more out on the yard and pray someone else will want it bad enough to give you a dollar for it. It is always so nerve racking to think that the stuff you didn't want is not good enough for other people. I always like to pick out the thing I think will be the one thing that people will never want. When someone takes it, you always have such a hard time not laughing out loud. It never fails to amaze me what people will haggle over. My husband had a rolling suit case on the trash and I took it off and put $2.00 on it and you know I sold that little piece of trash for $1.00. Hooray, $1.00 closer to retirement. Some people might say I have a very strange attachment to inanimate objects, I just think everything wants a place to live and nothing wants to go to the trash. OK that might be a little over the top.....Anyway we got rid of a lot of stuff that has been piled up since the remodel and I like to think that someone else will use it and think they got something for a bargain. I am so glad not to have to move it from one place to another anymore. I think we may be getting close to the end only 3 rooms left to do. I can't wait until everything has a place to live.