I will not reveal the culprit in my story. I will assure you that it is true.
We were watching GMA and enjoying a piping hot cup of coffee. The vic finished his/her coffee, stood up and bent over to talk to the dogs while holding the empty cup behind his/her back. Apparently, the cup was not entirely empty and while leaning over a little trickle of black gold drizzled down his/her back and continued on the easiest path. Slipping through pajamas and right into the unsuspecting butt crack.
New phrase at the Roderick's . . . butt crack canyon.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
DOGGIE'S SPA DAY
Last Thursday, our little dogs, Diesel & Dakota, had the best day ever. They accompanied Scott & I on a gentle walk to Starbucks with a pit stop in a huge botanical field where they were released from the dreaded leash and were free to explore nature.
The afternoon was filled with a trip to the Good Dogma, their favorite spa. They enjoyed bubble baths, shaves and blow outs followed by PETicures. Diesel now has blue nails and Dakota has pink. They pranced home to the delight of their family, refreshed, relaxed and smelling of floral essences.
Oh those dogs of the OC.
The afternoon was filled with a trip to the Good Dogma, their favorite spa. They enjoyed bubble baths, shaves and blow outs followed by PETicures. Diesel now has blue nails and Dakota has pink. They pranced home to the delight of their family, refreshed, relaxed and smelling of floral essences.
Oh those dogs of the OC.
IT'S A 50'S THING: #19
Last week in the Treehouse a little girl, whom I hadn't seen in several months, came up to me and gently asked "are you Miss Cindy . . . you look old?"
WOW! Nothing like a kindergartener to state the obvious. I better get more moisturizer.
WOW! Nothing like a kindergartener to state the obvious. I better get more moisturizer.
IT'S A 50'S THING: #18
Scott walks downstairs, after changing out of his "church clothes", to enjoy a stressless Sunday afternoon. I am leisurely doing the dishes and calculating several other chores that need completing.
Scott interupts my train of thought as he invades the kitchen. He is wearing his black dress socks, a mid-calf spa robe with a white tee shirt peeking out at the top and his hair is askew. He drags himself to the slider and yells at the dogs to "go outside and get a drink". It is somewhat disturbing that Scott is referring to a huge puddle left by a recent rain storm. It brings to mind Eddie in the "Vacation" movie series.
I fear we have become mature white trash.
Scott interupts my train of thought as he invades the kitchen. He is wearing his black dress socks, a mid-calf spa robe with a white tee shirt peeking out at the top and his hair is askew. He drags himself to the slider and yells at the dogs to "go outside and get a drink". It is somewhat disturbing that Scott is referring to a huge puddle left by a recent rain storm. It brings to mind Eddie in the "Vacation" movie series.
I fear we have become mature white trash.
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