Noun: Unintelligible or meaningless speech or writing; nonsense.
Also know as ...Occasional outbursts of pure Squeeeeee moments mixed with a good helping of Dachsie, kitteh & vintage joy. My passions with a dosage of daily life. View it as little hellos from the beautiful Oregon coast.
Zoe says... "Mom .. should I give her a swat..."
I said "why?"
She points.. towards the litter box, which from where I sit.. I can not see.
I said .. "who's in there?" feeling mildly alarmed.. am I that focused at gawking at the internet that I did not see Emma get into it or something ... starting to turn and get up at this point.
She said "Molly is..."
I said "IN THE BOX??????"
I get up slowly and there is Molly rooting in the kitty skitty box. The wrath of hell was unleashed with lots of verbal NO NO NO YUCK DAMMIT YUCK. I figured chasing her with the broom was a better idea than swatting.
No Dachsie's in this story were harmed.
But .. I really thought about it this time. Actually IN THE BOX? OMG Yucko!
There is a special friend in this world .... well I'd like to consider her my friend and hope she thinks the same..
I wanted to give public thanks, a plug at her awesome creations if you will and kudos to the wonderful lady that has the greatest little Dachsie in my book ( besides my own bratlings ) Baxter's Momma!! Without her I wouldn't have something so precious to me.
With a little note ... more of a question.. she helped turn a hope into reality for me.
I "borrowed" this photo to share here as it's not my own personal picture. I wanted to be a bit sneaky and not have to blab why I wanted to borrow it. I think she will understand. : )
My lovely Tigger tag on. Happiness is .. good memories.
I think she should know that each time I look at it .. I do smile and it makes me think of the care and effort put into creating it. Which to me speaks volumes and I appreciate the time taken to create it.
If you're seeking something original, unique and hand made please check out Kalyxcraftopia on Etsy. I believe .. you wont regret it! :)
Nothing makes my day any better than when I find a vintage treasure for less than 5 bucks.
Prisms via eBay ... $4.99 yay for e-bucks.
Small vanity mirror from ... hmms.. I can't recall.. but it was also ... $4.99.
Glass floral frogs ranging from .99 to $3.99
Together as a centerpiece for my table. Happiness is.. good things. :)
The prisms will soon become the end of beaded sun catchers that will grace the windows along with my other beaded sun catcher creations. But for now I like them sitting.. as is .. stuffed into the floral frogs. :)
I have decided to open my notes up to more than just my Doxie's. What.. there is more than Doxie's you say? Oh yes.. there is more.. Not much .. but yes more. I have cats too. A massive love of vintage items and daily gripes that sometimes just need to be let loose. There will be a little bit of re-decorating my little nook of the blog o'sphere as well. But that will come later.. when I have more patience and can figure out just what it is I want. I am far from perfect so sometimes there might be a rating posted within the title to let you know if it's NSFW ( Not safe for work ) or PG13 when I am feeling the need to blow off steam. It amazes me that anyone would want to read my mindless jibberish but hell if it makes you smile, laugh or even think with a more open mind. Then by all means. Enjoy.
It's been a while that I have posted here as I lost my precious Finn to a freak accident via Shiloh. He blessed my life for a short time and was gone just like that. I found it hard to talk happily about Doxies when one of them had made me so angry and for a time I couldn't fathom it. No worries... I have come to the conclusion that because Shiloh is blind that it was total freak accident. Nothing more .. or less.
I have since been rather careful and have added a new kitty to the mix. Her name is Tippi. Tippi came via a good friend of mine who knew I needed a little furlove and needed one quick. The loss of not only my Tigger but my Finn too .. it was too much to bare. She is becoming quite the character and perfect couch snuggle companion after everyone including the Weens have gone to bed. And just the other day on the 7th .... my 7th kitten entered my life. Mew... named not only for a previous furlove long gone into heavens glory but for the insane howling I heard from the back of the house while sitting at my computer. A tiny wee thing. Flea bitten, starving and crying out for mercy. Or at least some nibblies and some lovin. I had both to give... Oh and a good bath too.
So for now.. that's that.. and a copy n pasted posting from a different blog I was just playing on but a posting I wanted to keep before I deleted the other blog.
The Funeral home one was worth carrying over to this one.