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Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

THIS close

Sophie's personal space ranges from no where in sight to right in your face. And nowhere in between. So I guess if you don't mind having a dog sitting on your face or somewhere equally awkward, Sophie and you could be BFF's.

Just as long of you give lots of massages and treats. And maybe I'll just tag along...?

I Love you Sophie!

Its love your pet day and for goodness sake I hope you gave your best buddy the biggest hug ever! If your best buddy happens to be a fish, I hope for his sake you didn't.

I have a punk.

I'm fairly sure you are fairly aware of that fairly obvious fact.

Sophie is my BFF. She's is perfect for me. She is docile and likes banana's and snores. She proudly wears the turtle costume I bought her last Halloween. She endures my endless chatter, sometimes suffocating hugs and still stays near me all day. She's okay with being chased with a giant exercise ball or being wrapped in towels. I'm not brutal, I promise. Sophie has even had a manicure. And that is not helping me prove my point.

Okay, she is spoiled. You might have noticed.
I'm seeing similarities between Sophie and the Sphinx.
I need to start removing background items such as dirty ballet flats.

The only effect I can get to work in photo shop.

I love ya Soph. I think you know it.

Wind

Did you knowThat the puppies love wind?


It's true.And if you don't believe me, this is proof.

Fireworks and Cupcakes




Happy 4th of July to all you Americans. This is so vintage, I love it.

I absolutely love the 4th of July. I dont like the fireworks, but I love that we are celebrating the birthday of our country. I love that today the Declaration of Independence was signed. I have seen that document with my own two eyes. I really have. I have pranced on the lawn of the capitol too. I'll show you the pictures sometime.

I just finished making cookies and cream bars. I've never made them before, and I have to bring them to a BBQ, my fingers are crossed. (btw, our youth pastor mentioned several times in church how much he liked bbq's because of the food, he'll probably like my bars.) I'm not going to enjoy the fireworks tonight. I have sensitive ears. I usually stay inside. Who knows, I might blog then.

Here are some patriotic things....Bomb Pops are extremely patriotic, this is from my June 30th celebration.


The sticker says, fireworks and cupcakes. I could not agree more. And Red Velvet is terribly patriotic.

I'm talking about the flags here. I have a funny story about these exact flags. Maybe even that exact one. Anyway, when we were in D.C, we went here, to the Washington Monument. And while Dad and KJ were walking up (Mom and I were visiting the constitution) KJ walked right into one of these flagpoles. He banged his head. I think that if you have to run into a flag pole, the Washington Monument is a good place to do it.

Of course, I did not get out of that city without embarrassing myself either. We were touring the National Mint and I tripped and fell flat on my face. It was terribly embarrassing. But rather Patriotic, so I'm glad I tripped there. I can always say I’ve tripped in the Mint. I bet I’m the only person who has accomplished that feat.

Puppy dogs with bandanas are patriotic.

Here’s Google’s logo for the day. I don’t think it accurately represents and captures the American Spirit. It looks more like a coloring book.


And with that, Happy 4th of July. I am so grateful for this Nation. I am so grateful for the freedom we all have. I am so grateful for Americans, the best people on earth.
Cheers to the founders, fireworks and cupcakes.

Sincerely,
Red, white and blue are my colors

PS: Attention Celebrators: I finally have the official list from Kate Beard. I am trying to find another day for June 14, but its not looking promising. If you want to celebrate the same days as me, please look at the "This Months Celebrations" section of this blog.

I've been naughty

Disobedience day is a no. No celebrating. I have been very disobedient at times. I can't escape my parents wrath. Ever. They are experts at understanding my disobedience. It is terrible for me. So I tried not to do anything too terrible today. Even though it was disobedience day.

Today is Sunday and thus church. I wore a delightful new dress and enjoyed talking with J, who now no longer lives here. I am not terribly sad because I will see J in a month. The W's even got a special page in the church bulletin. I was impressed. I want to be in one too, but first I need to do something extra fantastic. I also get impressed very easily. I was greatly impressed by the Amazing Worm trick my uncle taught me. He was impressed, I was impressed, and that was an impressive thing.

I've been staying out of the sun all day. I am still wearing that delightful dress. I plan on playing tennis this evening, when the sun is down. J has been doing impressive celebrating also. And I am so dreading this week. I need to be terribly sick before Thursday. I need to catch something horrible. I can't possibly be in the dentist office with a terrible sickness. I can't possibly undergo such a painful thing with a cold or a cough. And colds are very terrible.

Last night we went to my grandma's house. I mostly ran around the yard with my grandpa's dog, and I'm sure embarrassed myself in some way. Buddy is my buddy.
Very cute dog. He is also somewhat disobedient at times. If hek new about this day, he would be running into neighbors houses and stealing their stuffed animals. And that's not a new thing for Buddy.

With that, goodbye forever.

Sincerely,
Thursdays are the worst

PS: I just realized, I can skip the sickness. I just need to get my dentist sick. No pain for me. Sorry Dr. S, but this is serious. I can't do it. So you must become sick.