Today began with me climbing bleary eyed into the shower, still wearing my socks and went downhill from there. I only got 4 hours of sleep. Better than yesterday because my motto has always been, "8 or more, or less than 4" when it comes to sleep. My theory is that if you get less than 4 hours sleep the ball is still rolling from the day before, so I feel OK. Today my belly button feels better, but the lower incision, (the one in my "fur" as Chris so eloquently put it), really hurts.
Note to self: If you are going to save time by putting on your shoes at work, because you are running late, don't forget your shoes. I am still at this moment, wearing argyle socks with leopard print slippers. Did I already tell you that I got pulled over by my own officers on my lunch break the other day. Totally embarrassing. And funny. Speaking of embarrassing/funny, I saw a "You might be a redneck if...." cartoon, and it said, "You might be a redneck if; when you slam on the brakes, four dogs hit the dashboard." Yikes. Mom I can hear, I told you so all the way from here.
Lately I have been reading Sean the "Pokey the Little Puppy" series. The one about Pokey and his 4 puppy siblings. (They are not named, in any of the books, but Sean swears their names are Hertzel, Turgel, Satchel and Nacho.) The other day we went to the dog park and there was this puppy that looked exactly like Pokey. Sean was so excited, "Becky, look it's Pokey the little puppy!" The owner, who must have had a heart of stone, said, "Her name isn't Pokey its Tibi. She is a Shar-Pei, Dachshund, Boxer mix." All snooty like. I wanted to say, "I hate to break it to you lady but that is a Beagle/Pitt mix." But whatever. I am kind of a connoisseur of dogs. I can almost always tell what mix, mutts are. I can also tell how old they are by their teeth and read their moods really well. Just call me the dog whisperer. I digress, so this lady didn't find Sean cute or charming, and she was really, really not amused when Sean cornered said puppy in the little dog yard. (Picture 10 feet by 6 feet of cordoned off chain link.) Her annoyance quickly took a turn for the worse when Sean slammed the gate to this area shut, so Tibi couldn't escape and proceeded to chase her around,in a circle, in the enclosure. This caused poor little "Pokey" to squeal like a little piggy, while Sean chased her yelling, "Get over here, Pokey!!! Now!!"
Where in the world is that Pokey little puppy?
There she is! Look at her run. Round and round the bench, goes Pokey.
Round and round, after Pokey, goes Sean.
Oh my, boy is Pokey's Mom mad!
Look how red her face is.
Goodnes, is that a vein popping out, on her forehead?
Uh-oh, Sean. Uh-oh, Pokey.
No strawberry shortcake for you, Sean!
No strawberry shortcake for you, Pokey!
The End
(If you've never read the Pokey the little puppy stories, I sound like a blathering idiot. Again.)
Pop quiz hot shots. If you can tell me what movies these quotes are from, you will win... well, nothing more than the satisfaction of knowing you are as addicted to cheesey movies, as I am. Sorry, I have nothing else to give. Here, we go, and Chris, you can't play because I know, you know every single one of these.
"It's just like Santa's workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms...and everyone looks like they wanna hurt me..."
"Allow myself to introduce........Myself."
"The truth hurts. Oh sure not as much as landing on a bicycle with the seat missing, but it hurts."
"The Schnozberries taste like Schnozberries!"
"Yes, Satan? I'm sorry I thought you were someone else."
"Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop sniffing glue."
"I'm like Jo Jo the dancing bear with his shiny new toy. Then I take it and I smash it!"
"You're giving me your lucky mole?"
"She turned me into a newt!!!................I got better." Hint: This said with British accent.
"What? I can't understand you... [to a barking dog] Baxter! You know I don't speak Spanish!"
OK. I actually have work to do now. I know, at work! Crazy. Good night!
P.S. I finally figured out how to link in the column to the left; if you regularly read my blog, and your blog is not there let me know, it is not an intentional snub. I am still working on my list. Also, there are many more that I read, but I only wanted to call, people "Homies" who I knew, had read/commented here. Would you like to be my homie? Also, coming soon... I figured out how to add pictures! You, are about to get inundated with poochie pictures.
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Hey Becky, the Pokie Little Puppy was one of my favorite books when I was little. It wasn't a series back in the "old days", just one book. My favorite part was when he went"rolly polly, pell mell, tumble bumble down the hill". Or something like that. I think I like the sound of those words more than the story!! Hope you feel better soon. Auntie Lu
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