Filed under: my dog ate the obedience instructor
I’m getting ready to go on my walk/jog/pant pant pant/wheeze and remembered that I took these yesterday.
These are the “Dogzilla” sized Fancy Schmancy bones.
And these are the “regular” sized Fancy Schmancies. I did the carob different on the different sizes, but the “drizzle” can be done on the “Dogzilla” ones and vice versa.
Shadow says “Tastey!”
Enjoy! 
Hopefully I won’t fall down dead on my walk! hee
**Updated to add tomorrow is definitely a t-shirt day!!! OMG It’s HOT!!!
Filed under: my dog ate the obedience instructor
WOOOOHOOOO!!! This thing is fantastic! Rat was worried since it can be kind of complicated (I guess), but apparently he didn’t have enough faith in me ’cause this is great!
And be prepared to be subjected to many more of these….
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Filed under: whineyness
Does anyone want to take a wild guess why my foot hurts after my walk/run today?
Anyone?
Hmm?
Here’s a clue…
Still need more?
Okay….
Here’s another clue…
Yeah…that felt nice.
Also, on my walk/run today, I saw this:
It’s a turtle! What? Don’t you see it? Right there! Here’s a close up (sorry, had to take it on my phone, so the quality sucks)
Also, this weeks Things on the Road Thursday is gonna rock! I saw some strange ass stuff this week on the road.
Filed under: general wonderment
Saw this one another site and decided to take them up on the offer!
My Firsts
1. Who was your first prom date? never went, wasn’t my thing
2. Who was your first roommate? Hubby
3. What was your first alcoholic drink? My dad gave me a taste of his beer once. Yeah, I only fell for that one once! Blech!
4. What was your first job? I worked for 2 days at some restaurant that I can’t remember the name of. Hate.
5. What was your first car? My family’s ‘93 Ford Explorer. a.k.a. “The Exploder”
8. Who was your first grade teacher? Mrs. Harris (I think)
9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? Disney World when I was about 5.
10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? myself
11. Who was your first best friend and are you still friends with them? I call her “Super Model” on here, and we had dinner with her and her boyfriend Saturday night, so yes!
12. Where was your first sleep over? My friend Charlotte’s house
13. Who is the first person you talk to in the morning? Hubby
14. Whose wedding were you in the first time? My cousin’s. I think it was 4 or 5 at the time.
15. What is the first thing you do in the morning? Feed the cats so they shut up and leave me alone for 5 seconds.
16. What was the first concert you ever went to? never went. again, not my thing. I would have much rather been out at the barn.
17. First Real Date? Guy named Joe and I went to one of those Japanese restaurants where they cook in front of you. The food was good, he was pretty lame. LOL
18. First celebrity crush? Jared Leto (in the show with Claire Danes…can’t remember the name)
19. First crush? No idea.
20. First TRUE love? My Hubby, Rat 
21. When was your first detention? Never had detention
22. What was the name of your first pet? we had lots of pets before, but the first one that was really mine was a big black really fuzzy poofy cat I named Spooky. When my Granny and Papa gave him to me, they had been told he was a girl, so I named him Sophie (after the character in the book The BFG which I had just finished reading. I highly recommend it btw) but then we took him to the vet and they were like “why is this cat named ‘Sophie’?” So he got the name Spooky instead.
23. Who was the first person to break your heart? my heart is intact, thankyouverymuch.
24. Who will be the first to repost this? There’s no tellin’!
I don’t know if y’all remember, but back then, I was way too excited that we were getting a Trader Joes.
Yeeeeaaaaah.
Apparently, it was really nothing to get excited over.
They took what used to be a Winn Dixie and turned it into a Trader Joe’s AND a Staples. And believe me when I tell you that most of that space went to Staples.
This place is cramped and filled with way too many overly excited, very rude people who push you with their carts. This place isn’t even big enough for people to walk around with baskets, much less carts! Maybe it’s calmed down a little bit there since I went, but I don’t see this place every getting “un-crazy” enough for me to go back there. Unless of course I’m in the market for some of the strange ass shit they have there. Hey, try our lastest find! Guatemalan Chocolate Covered Monkey Farts! They’re what every dish needs! And great for midnight snacking!
The only things I would ever go back there for are carob (for the dog treats) or this huge bottle of vanilla extract that I saw there for a pretty good price for my homemade marshmallows*. That’s pretty much it.
And OMG – apparently, if you buy one of their “special items” of the day…the cashier rings this huge bell thing SO loud (and with no warning) and then hollers something out, but I was too busy screaming and running for the door to hear what it was! I’m sorry, but for skiddish, twitchy people like me, the loud bell and the yelling? Yeah, not a good combination.
When I finally made my way out of there, the outside had never felt so good. I think you could actually cut the anxiety in there with a knife. And the people? OMG The rude people! I could have gone my whole life without being rammed in the butt with a shopping cart. Yeah. That was interesting.
*stepping down off soapbox*
I’ll be back later with a dog treat update.
*and the homemade marshmallows? Dee-Li-Shus!
