I do think that Friday Food will return at some point.
I just have not cooked anything new in eons.
We've been eating the same old, same old for a couple of months now: tacos, burritos, stuff on the grill, soups.
I'm going to my mama's for the weekend (her birthday is on Sunday! so y'all say Happy Birthday Merry Merry!) and when I get back I'm gonna make myself get back on the wagon.
So there's that.
Then I want to talk about my Westminster Dog Show post.
Shortly after posting that I heard a story on the news about how stressful dog shows are for dogs.
And then Roy, a reader, sent me a sweet email about dog breeding and well, crapola, I am sure wishing I had not posted that link.
I must say now and forever that I have never, ever bought a bred dog nor would I.
This is our latest stray rescued from the streets:
And you know Gus the Wonder Dog:
(Photo by Al Evans)
And you know Luna:
Luna, the best dog ever, who is now 13!
Oh, and Cricket:
I couldn't resist a baby picture of Cricket.
He's so not a baby anymore, but still a love bug who gives kisses.
I'm not judging you at all if you do buy breeds, but I totally, fully, vociferously support adopting shelter animals.
I mean, I cannot even begin to stress how much I believe in adopting.
So, while I do just love, love, love to see the Westminster, I sure never thought about the dark side of it and for that I am sheepish and sorry.
So thanks to Mr. Roy for bringing that to my attention.
Now, the next random thing is WHAT KIND OF PLANT IS THIS???
I was driving through French Place yesterday and almost had a wreck when I saw these!
Does anyone know what they might be? Annie? Chris? Pam? Jenny?
I have a sick, sick feeling that they are a type of succulent that I actually had at one point. I remember I didn't like the growth pattern or the leaves and I threw it away.
Holy crap shit, had I knows the blooms would look like this ... oh sob sob sob.
One last random thing ... my damn diamond earring again.
Can you believe this?
That is wedged right up against the air conditioner thingee closet floor thingee.
When I realized it was missing I began to do the mental search and I remembered that I had heard something fall the day before when I was getting ready to leave the house. At that time I had looked down, but did not see anything.
I got out the headlamp and my strongest reading glasses and hit the floor on my hands and knees.
Sure enough! There she was in a tiny little spot in dog hair heaven!
I ditched the screw-on back and dug out an old-school push on. Now the push on was too small, which is perfect because I just turned and turned and turned the earring like it was a screw-on and finally it wedged itself in there.
It is never coming off again.
Stay away Murphy's Law! Stay away, you evil villain!
All-righty. That's it. All I got.
FinnigantheCurious and I are off to Grandmary's house to celebrate her 50th. (heeeeeee!)
I'll be back here on Tuesday. Maybe Wednesday.
Hold down the fort, y'all!