Now is the summer of our
I finally am pissed off at my boss after 3 months of relative w$#k bliss.  It just wasnt healthy being that content at a job.   Surprisingly enough I do w$#k with 3 women  I get along great with and we actually have real conversations.  Refreshing non-filtered free speech environment.  Anything goes and I can always count on this one to surprise me.

Over the years I've blogged about so many women just being asses, fighting and bullying for power and making everyone miserable.  At this job we are going to need someone to replace the supervisor and we are all fighting not to be it.   If its one thing I know, underachievers love company.

Came within a .00001 of a second of getting creamed by a drunk driver.  If it werent for my lightening quick Nascar watching reflexes my crappy economy car with the fake spoiler would have a totaled left side.   Even though I have better odds of winning the Powerball, the police just happened to be right behind us and nailed the drunken hoochie.

Also after a lifetime of reminding the furry bastards of all I do for them and how much they owe me, I found out Frankie and The Princess paid their debt 4 years ago in full and then some.  They can haz a cheezburger on me.

First off I dont hang out with teenagers trying to relive my high school glory days, hey nothing wrong with Chess Club.  In 2003 I  w#@ked with a kid who was a Sr in high school.   She was great.  Very mature, had college all mapped out but very sweet and not an ounce of teen snottiness.  We went hiking once and her dad lives around the corner from me so sometimes she would stop by if she was visiting him.  So I briefly met him.

Her dad was nice and obviously him and his exwife were terrific parents but men who resemble Santa in a John Deere hat have never been my cup of beer.  So about a year after she graduated and went off to college her dad knocked on my door.  First he gave me an update on her and then he asked me out to dinner sometime.  Not to be a bitch but UGGGGHHH.  Ok by the time I'm done with this story I will have earned the right to be a bitch.  He caught me soooo off guard I said yes and ended the conversation as soon as I could and went back inside.

No worries, daddy never came back to set up a date much to my relief.  Over the past four years we sometimes drive by each other and just wave.  Until this week, I've run into him with his dog 2 nights by the woods.  Notice I said by the woods, he doesnt walk his dog to and into the woods, one block from his trailer.  He drives her in his pickup to the edge and they both get out and stand and look at the woods.  Cavedog has no idea how good he has it.

So the first night I just said hi and hurried by so the subject of our date wouldnt come up.  I thought he figured I was way out of his league and had cold feet.  Didnt want to embarrass him any further than he already was.

The second night he started a conversation.  Oh joy.  I'm prepared with the I have a boyfriend story, which really isnt a lie since somewhere in an alternate universe I really am George Clooneys love slave. 

I tried to keep the topic on how his daughter was doing but he brought the dreaded d word up.   UGGGGHHHH.   Why cant we simply be nice to some men without them asking us out???  Well maybe I just better get over myself.

He brings up asking me out 4 years ago and never following through.  It turns out when I stepped out on the porch to talk to him I shut the door behind me saying I didnt want to let my cats out.  Cats?!!  That was the dealbreaker for him.  He doesnt get along with cats and never returned. 

He must have had our courtship all planned out with him coming over to my doublewide for a delicious dinner of dead cow and taters I was going to whip up for him, right before we went to our Thursday night bowling.

My cats and I have never been so insulted by someone we thought not even worthy of us.


I love you Frankie and The Princess!

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Monday, 21 July 2008

Hard to see but there's a new kid in the Trailer Park who shares my daughter's name.  My precious petite freckled pink nose baby and this lumbering hulk of a drooling hairball have been checking each other out.  I call this shot The Dueling Princi.

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Thursday, 17 July 2008

"It is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known. "  With that look what else could she possibly be thinking?

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Wednesday, 02 July 2008

Perfection in a dog suit.

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