Everyone is a winner

Not that I want to make anything a competition. Mostly because I am not the competitive type to begin with but also because someone once mentioned that being a loser move. I like to think we're all on the same team with the same objective. There, isn't that nice?



Also, check out this little dude. How frigging cute is he?

If I had two rows of teeth, I would bite twice as hard.

I watched Molly this weekend. She's a little firecracker just looking for someone to bark at menacingly. She also bites. I love her. The barking and the biting were under control by today. Just in time to go home. Perfect.

There was one incident that sort of set the theme if you will. I guess Molly doesn't like to be disturbed while sleeping by your feet on the bed. I was sound asleep and must have shifted a bit and the next thing you know, the little bitch is biting my foot. I freaked out. Ever had something attack your feet while you are sleeping? I have not so my response was mostly hysterical and not all that amicable. I was kicking and yelling and throwing pillows and before I had fully regained consciousness, Molly had been booted around, whacked with pillows and unceremoniously dumped off the bed. I didn't apologize and the unsolicited attack didn't happened again, although there was some slight forgivable grumbling. And it wasn't like she didn't get back on the bed after regaining her dignity. All in good fun until someone gets dumped off the bed.

As I am an avid dog fan, I bring my canine charges everywhere I go. This rocked the Mollster's world as it's not often she is dragged all over the globe. She also behaved like a globe dragged champion which earned her big points.

While the James and Tabitha made a ruckus in the water...


Molly had herself a little siesta on the creature comforts provided by the most thoughtful person. In. The. World.


Back from the bogs, hanging in the kitchen, hoping for the best.


This is the "if I hold still and look at you, will you get that thing out of my face and stop telling me what to do?" look. The answer was yes. Everyone wins.


Have a fantastic week. I know I will.

I'll believe it when I see it...

And see it I did.

Did you get that email about the statue/structure sent to us by Russia after the whole 9/11 ordeal? I received it and for some reason, I just didn't believe it to be true. I kept thinking the media would have covered it, right? After all, Russia was one of the places that flew their flags at half staff. Why wouldn't it be covered? And also, seriously, they put it in Jersey? Stinky crime infested Jersey? Is that like a thanks, but no thanks? We want the easily led American people to never see this structure and continue to believe you only want to steal our identity and kill us? The idea that it might be there has been just killing me... AH HA! Maybe they do just want to kill us and figured they would begin with breaking us down psychologically! Or maybe not. Whatever the deal is, I have been aching to go and find this statue. However, find someone who wants to do a day trip to Jersey. Right. Also, I think my exuberance when regarding a statue I didn't think existed and the fact that I had no idea where said maybe not statue was located kind of threw people. Exploring isn't about exacts people. F.

Aren't I talking to G the other day and asking him about what he does and all that preliminary crap? Doesn't he say he drives a truck, sometimes as far north as Maine and as far south as, you guessed it, NEW JERSEY! I informed him of the days that worked best for me and that I would bring lunch. The plan ball started rolling. True to his word, he picked me up at 2:15 a.m. on Tuesday morning and off we went. This was a triple hitter. 1. Gas was paid for. 2. G's company was 100% satisfactory. 3. He knows Jersey. Getting lost was a thing of the past! No stress, no strain.

Here are the pictures of the statue that might not have been:



Look at it all shimmery in the sunlight. Just awesome. If you look at the one below, that is G standing in front of it, checking it out. This thing is huge people!





This is a memorial for the people specifically from Bayone, NJ. That's where it is after all. Located in the northeast corner where all the cruise ships come into the dock. And yes there is a reason for this. It's not just to thumb our nose at Russia.



This little plaque is on the side of the actual structure to let us know that Russia sent it along.

Здравствуйте! к Соединенным Штатам. Мы надеемся что вы любит наша статуя!

These are all the people who died on 9/11.



And here we have a nice little explanation on what the hell is up with the Jersey deal. Looking at NYC, the statue is located between our Lady Liberty and where the two towers once stood. Now I get it.

This picture is an awesome accident. See the statues reflection? JH #1. Again.

That's it then. I am now going to find my next mission. Until then I shall work and run the dogs at the bogs. Life is sweet.

Take a picture of my new enemy

I haven't had anything to talk about. I have had quite a bit to bitch about but I am practicing grace so I am trying to spare you the onslaught of snarly commentary. I'm pretty sure snarly has nothing to do with grace. I bet they wouldn't even like each other if they were to meet at a well put together cocktail party where they just happened upon one another at the punch bowl and felt small talk was in order due to the need to be polite at social engagements. However, if I have learned anything lately, it's that grace would walk away being okay with their differences and snarly would not. I'm not so big on snarly right now. Bitch.

I finished reading some books. I have this theory that I am now practicing. It goes something like this:

Forgiveness isn't about forgetting or becoming less angry. It's simply taking your hands off someone's neck. Grace is what gives you the ability to remove your hands from their neck.

Off I go to be an inherently good person.