I cannot think of anything else to post here today. Today is Thanksgiving: Take 1. I tried so hard to get out of it, but, alas, I am a pushover who likes to keep the peace. Sick or not, I shall suffer through it.
Christmas is coming. I like presents. Lol!
Don't judge, you like peace on Earth too...
Anyway, the title was Welsh Corgi. Tori has this huge fascination with Welsh Corgis. I think they are cute dogs, but several web sites I visited say Corgi's won't let you pick them up. Hmmm, anyone who knows my girls knows they are overly-attentive to animals. Especially cute dogs. But every website also says how loyal, outgoing and well-behaved Pembroke Corgi's are. So, if you have any opinions on them, please let me know.
This Corgi is a chauffeur. I could use one of those...
Cute. Short, but cute. LIKE ME! We may get along better than I thought.
These corgi's look happy. They are being mauled by little girls.
Not that I want another dog; Scooter is naughty enough for me! Yesterday, Scooter came tearing into my bedroom as I was doing my makeup, followed by Tori, who was scolding him.
Let me back up a bit here. Scooter likes to eat paper. Any paper he finds is chewed, shredded and destroyed. Toilet paper, candy wrappers, paper towels, school papers...you get the point.
After a valiant battle, Scooter lost and was forced to surrender the paper in question. The latest victim? Tyler's Pinta. I thought Tyler would cry, because he puts so much heart into everything he does.
But, all he talked about all day was: Scooter ate the Pinta. That way he could tell his story to everyone who looked puzzled...
I'm going to toot my own horn for a minute, so if you don't want to hear it--GET LOST!
Just kidding. (Toot, Toot!)
I just have to post this so that I will be forced to look at it when I get lazy.
For the THIRD day in a row, I have been a good girl with watching what I eat. No way, I am not depriving myself. No starving here. I am making smarter choices. I just watch where my calories, carbs and other things go, so that I can make room for the important food group:
Chocolate. Oh, sweet chocolate. What would I do without thee?
I'll tell you what I'd do! I'd be skinny. That's what. Skinny is overrated. There really is such a thing as "too thin." We were talking at work the other day and of course, weight came up. My sweet coworker says, "You can't be too rich or too thin!"
I agreed at the moment. But, then I saw this:
Egads! My goodness, that is truly unhealthy. You can be too thin. She is.
But, on a lighter note, (hopefully...) I actually jogged for 15 whole minutes! So, yep, no earthquake, that was Janine, jogging her butt off. (again, hopefully...lol) Of course, I powerwalked for 30 minutes, so I just have to say:
I AM PROUD OF ME!
P.S. As much fun as it is to jog with my youngest biking with me, I would love an adult companion who doesn't run over my heels...
Ever taken a picture in the complete darkness? Today, I listed a mattress for free on KSL.com and needed a picture. As I was walking back inside, my little dum-dum ran right in front of me and I stepped on him.
It was sort of funny....lol. He let out this little yelp and then a growl, then he was full out barking. Well, in my new house I couldn't exactly find the light switch. So, I started taking pictures to illuminate my way until I could find a switch.
These are what transpired:
He's warning me that he's right there...
Wow, that looks like more than a warn...
OMGosh! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!
Demon dog said:GET OUTTA HERE!
Ok, I really don't know why these are so funny to me.
But, watch your back, or my little Demon Rat will bite your ankles off...