Showing posts with label tomorrow will be a better day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tomorrow will be a better day. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Cold

I caught a cold..a sneezing, runny nose, watery eyes, ache all over, headache kinda cold. I have taken up residence on the couch.  I stayed in my jammies all day yesterday. I watched old movies..never all of them just bits and pieces in between sleeps.  I had my stupid flu shot so it cannot be the flu can it?  Jen and Noah both had a cold a week ago when they were here..I guess they must have shared.

Chance comes to check on me every so often, shoving his cold wet nose into my face ..checking on me to make sure I am still breathing. I have a bit of a temperature so hopefully whatever it is will burn itself out.  I went to sauna to kill all the extra germs.

The Sauna

The sauna

I am sure I will be over this in a day or two..or three:)

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Friday, June 19, 2009

Chance: Far Side is in a bad mood

Hey it is I Chance, the handsome blogging dog! Far Side is in a fairly bad mood, so I am taking over today.
I think it began when she gave me a lecture at the peonies, she said "Look at this Chance, why do you suppose these peonies look crappy on this side of the plant? Frost in June, can you believe it, frost nipped these little buggers twice. " She has no idea why in the world we live in such a God forsaken place that freezes ten months out of the year. I wanted to remind her that it hasn't snowed in June..yet. So we got a little frost..she will get over it.

Then there was that dreadful day that Far Guy did not stop to photograph the Wild Blue Phlox, which turned out to be Dames Rocket anyway. This time he stopped a good long time and let her get all the photographs she wanted. Far Guy got out of the dog house that day. She even apologized for being a bit testy. I think they kissed and made up!

Then yesterday all heck broke loose. There is nothing that irritates Far Side more than someone that is not doing their job. I do my job all the time, and I stay out of the dog house. Far Guy does his job too, he is the cook. I would not want to be that person by the name of Judy, who made Far Side cuss a blue streak. Because Judy was not doing her job, another nice lady could not do her job, which made another man not able to do his job either. No one was doing their job, and I wanted to run inside and pee on their leg. But no dogs were allowed, besides that I was on my leash. Far Guy said "Let's get you the heck out of here! " After our long trip she took a really long stress induced nap, and when she woke up she barfed. I always feel better after I barf..so I am sure she will be fine. Far Side says that..

this should be applied to Judy's backside.

Far Side might be back tomorrow..if not you will be stuck with that lousy A Thousand Words idea she came up with. :(