I've been busy baking bread and finely tuning my feces removal skills lately, neither of which I thought anyone would find interesting.
Bubbles Percival Sniffenbottom, Esq. and the kitties are finally starting to make headway in the Interspecies Peace Negotiations, which is nice. The feline faction has agreed to once again participate in non basement-related activities, provided that the canine faction stops farting in their cat beds.
Beyond that- I'm working, riding my bike (Dirk, the fast blue one) everywhere I can, cooking, gardening, shopping, perfecting a cure for both underboob and upper lip sweat involving a distillation of bat urine and gatorade, having bloodies and wine with friends, walking the dog whilst simeltaneously trying to avoid creepy male neighbors walking dogs of their own who use the dogs as flirtation devices (one guy asked in a greasy, "his version of sexy" manner- "Does your doggy have a daddy?"), and your basic, run-of-the-mill sloth and lounging.
So far, a pretty good summer.
Oh, and I organized my purses. I got rid of 12-15 of them (going into the rummage sale pile), so I'm down to about 45, give or take a few. This is down from my all-time high of 90-100, so either I pat myself on the back or I go shopping for more. I vote shopping.
I also organized, polished and pulled various jewelery items for the rummage sale. I also realized I have WAY too much jewelery. Two huge boxes and about 5 other various containers full of stuff. some new, some vintage, some cheap, some not.
I'm pretty sure I could outfit a medium-sized County Fair Pageant with all of the (mostly) vintage sparklies I've collected over the years:
I never wear this stuff, yet I can't bear to part with most of it. And this is only ONE jewelery box, people. The other one is all non-rhinestone-related stuff.
I have a problem, I think.
I've also been making a lot of salads lately- this is a simple one with butter lettuce, heirloom tomatoes (YAY!), goat cheese and a simple sherry vinaigrette. Pretty much perfect:
That's all I've got for now, I'll leave you with the cutest 19 seconds you'll spend today (ignore my gracefullness at the end where I can't turn the camera off):
Bubs the Wonder Dog snoring from Whiskeymarie VonPartypants on Vimeo.
Happy Monday, my little snoring blobs of sparkly goodness. Happy Monday.
My God woman! That's a LOT of jewelry.
I, for one, find feces removal skills fascinating. Don't hold back, please!
"Does your doggy have a daddy" might be the slimyest thing I have heard in months.
And I, for two, am with Some Guy. More feces info please.
There is no such thing as "too much jewelry." There IS such a thing as "too little space to store said jewelry," though. ;)
That jewelry collection could use a lot more WendyB in it. In my humble opinion. Not that I'm biased or anything.
My word verification is "brappers" which annoys me for some reason.
Feces removal skills?!! I've been looking all over the place for a CLASS! Not interesting?! WTF?
Just thinking about it makes me want that delicious looking salad.
You simply must stop trying to sell that jewelry at a yard sale and go to a consignment shop. Immediately! Like now, in case you didn't get the urgency I was trying to convey.
Also, you must send that dog to Connecticut. Immediately! Like now, in case you didn't get the urgency I was trying to convey.
I have some cats that haven't been traumatized enough, and a dog and at least one human, maybe two, that would love that thing to pieces. Well, not really to pieces, but you get what I'm saying, right?
you seem so grown-up now Whiskey......
I heart your jewelry and please keep them! ;)
You should sell all those purses and jewelry and use the money to buy what you could then afford with the proceeds from selling that many purses and pieces of jewelry- like the moon or something.
Your dog is awesome, and probably needs a CPAP mask.
Awesome collections, my dear.
Can we see the shoe collection next time?
I'll admit to drooling a little over the purse collection.
Doggie snoring is one of the cutest sounds in the world, but I'm someone who also thinks my dog burping is cute as well. The farting, not so much.
My next fitness-related purchase is hopefully going to be a bike; I get envious whenever you talk about Dirk.
Nice Collections, Yummy Salad,..now, the slimy dog-walker should have asked, "Does your Kitty have a Daddy?", that would have been the really slimy thing to say,...was he twisting his oily mustache when he said that ? LoL
What was your reply to "does your doggie have a daddy?" ?
I saw the starry looking broach (next to the Malachite one) on Antiques Roadshow. I believe that it was quite valuable.
did you just totally mention having too many purses and too much jewelry? and not even a hint of shoe talk?
whiskey, i hereby declare your attempt at womanhood an EPIC FAIL. lol
("Does your doggy have a daddy." Snicker.)
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