A little shopping, fishing, a popeye arm and Sneakers.

Good Morning.  I wanted to use an exclamation point to really make that statement loud but I’m working from my Dell and the number keys on the top bar don’t work so basically, no exclamation point.  Hell I can’t even use the at sign so when I enter an email address, I have to cut and paste one.  I live for challenges.

Anywho, we’re back in Clearwater.

Hank in a bag

I’m just making sure you don’t forget me mommy.

We would never forget you Hank, not ever.

Over the weekend we did some work on the house.  MacGyver and Danny ran new electric and water down to the dock so now we can clean the fish without having to pull a hose all the way down and MacGyver can hook up some dock lights.

After all the work on the house MacGyver took Danny fishing and I went to some garage sales.  I also might have spent a shit ton of money at WalMart but good Lord did they have an awesome sale on their patio furniture.

I go this tea cart at a garage sale for 5 bucks.

tea cart

I didn’t have any wine bottles to put on it but I did buy some root beer for those occasional root beer floats that MacGyver and I love.

I also went got all new patio cushions and the best new patio table at WalMart’s patio sale.

The day was not without incident though.

As I was placing all of the cushions on the chairs a wasp flew out from under the bench by the fire pit.  I ducked out of the way as quickly as I could but the son of a bitch still managed to nail me on my wrist.  Fortunately I’m not allergic to wasps, only bees.  Unfortunately I still have bad reactions.

My skin swelled up so fast it broke the blood vessels under the skin.

It was so itchy and painful and it looked just like….

THIS:

Let’s hope it goes down soon.

MacGyver didn’t want me to work in the yard or even do much housework on Sunday because he didn’t want me to use my arm so we went fishing instead.

Danny and Alma caught lots of fish.

Danny and Alma

And MacGyver and I caught a few too.

Summer is the best because we have all the fish we could ever hope to eat and I am so thankful for that.

And I have one last thing to tell you about.  Over the weekend we had a visitor in our garage.  He got in shortly after we arrived and was there for days.  No matter what we did he wouldn’t leave so eventually I started leaving food out for him.  I didn’t want him to die.

I guess he was very grateful for the food because now, we have a new member of the zoo.

sneakers

Meet Sneakers

Sneakers is out baby rabbit.

Do you have any idea what it’s like to travel back and forth with two dogs, two birds and a rabbit?  It’s definitely interesting.

What did you do this weekend?

Puke fest, 2018

Y’all will have to forgive me.  I had a post planned for this morning and I’ve been really, really good about my schedule lately, but you know what they say about the best laid plans.

We woke up this morning and Hank was itching and it dawned on me that it was probably time for that magical monthly pill that I give them to keep the nasty fleas and ticks away.  So I went to the fridge to retrieve them only to realize that we paid for 6 for each of the dogs and they only gave us 3.  And that was 3 months ago. So the packets were empty.

There was no use in trying to get my money back or get the rest of the pills and besides we got them from the traveling vet so I can kiss that money goodbye.  Lesson learned and next time I’ll double check.  For now, the only solution was to call my vet and ask her to write a new prescription and go pick them up.

Only they don’t carry the brand my dogs have been taking.  At first I got really stressed until I realized that the pill they do carry last  90 glorious days.  Ninety.  That’s all summer long.  It’s like a gift from the Gods.

So I had to adjust my schedule and run to the vets office to pick up the pills.  Then I headed home and fed the dogs because they have to take them on a full stomach.  And you know what happened next right?  I mean, I should know because it happens anytime they start a new flea medicine, it’s one big dog puke party.

And keep in mind, I only have one pill for each dog.  One very expensive pill.  You bet your sweet ass I dug through the dog puke and gave it back to them.  Really what other choice did I have?    And it’s not like I haven’t done it before.  Although it never gets any easier.

dog puke

So, I didn’t have a chance to work on that post that I had planned for you because I’m over here losing my damn mind.

Let’s get the weekend started already.  Right?

WTF Wednesday, be careful popping tags

This morning I went out for my run bright and early.  I was pretty pleased with myself and decided to go a bit further than the five miles I had planned.  Somewhere around the five and a half mark I suddenly felt something slam into the back of my knee.

I was certain I had been hit by a car.

oh my god

I felt myself falling forward and my first thought was wondering how bad my injuries were.  I couldn’t really feel anything at first and then I felt liquid on my face.  It was wet and warm.  For a second I thought it was blood and I was sure I was badly injured.  I could only imagine the hole that was probably in my head.

After a quick second I realized what had happened.

dog licks

My neighbors dogs had gotten out and when they do that if they see me running they will usually try to run with me.  There are four of them, two bloodhounds and two golden retrievers.  One of the golden retrievers had knocked me down and the bloodhounds were licking my face.

At least I didn’t get hit by a car but it did take a 30 minute shower to get all the dirt and spit off of me.

When I was in Ohio I was watching the news one early morning and I saw a story about tornado’s that occurred in North Carolina and then they interview a young boy who saw a roof fly off a home.  The interview was hilarious and as luck would have it, I found it online.

MacGyver likes to shop in pawn shops.  He does so quite frequently.  This morning he got a call from an employee at a pawn shop a few hundred miles away.  She was calling to inform him that items he had pawned were about to be sent to the floor to be sold.  The only problem is, MacGyver has never pawned anything in his life.

So, the employee put him on hold and then came back to the phone and said ‘don’t worry about it, apparently an employee of ours used your info for a customer who had the same first name as you but no identification.’    Then MacGyver said, ‘but I am worried because that’s identity theft.’

The employee got rude and told him he wasn’t listening.  Basically the pawn shop is a chain and MacGyver bought something from them and they stored his info in their database.  Someone came into their store to pawn something but did not have any identification so the employee of the pawn store went into the computer and used MacGyver’s info.

Sounds like identity theft to me. When MacGyver said as much the lady who called him got pissed and hung up on him.

seriously

I can’t believe how casually the store and the employee handled this situation and based on that I’m pretty sure there gonna be all kinds of upset when a detective shows up to investigate.  Idiots!

WTF, it’s Wednesday.