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Who knew changes at work

could create just such storm.

I'm pretty miserable,

I'm praying for January to be

over, possibly sunnier skies in

February.

Quiet.........

We took Ellie to beginners dog training.

She barked (actually bayed. . . .very loud)

She barked some more. . . .

Then continued.... with each dog that entered the room.

Her socialization skills are "aggressive".

She's happy, flappy (ears) goofy, and almost to the

point of peeing on the floor (sometimes she does,

this night she didn't)

But her exuberance was so much that the trainer

brought over a spray bottle of "Wonder Juice".

A squirt in her mouth and the word "quiet" so did the trick.

She had to have it repeated several times.

By the end of the evening she was barely whimpering,

sometimes we only had to reach for the spray bottle.

There was a note on the bottle: "Do not spray in dog's eyes"

But Harmony managed to have it hit Ellies' teeth,

and splash into her own eyes - ouch!

The "Wonder Juice" you ask?

50% water 50% Apple Cider Vinegar.

The girls

I'm going with these girls to

"obedience training"

Harmony and I are hoping Miss Ellie

will come away better behaved.

I thought "cupcake" died in the 80's

Ummm. . . . looks good.

So pretty .. . . . . . . .

downright scrumptious. . . . . .

I don't have anything against the cupcake.

I've eaten more than my share over the years.

They've had a genuine up-rising in popularity

for the last couple of years. They are everywhere

in all their decorated glory.

Cupcake only becomes a problem when you are

called "cupcake". Not once, not twice but at least

(3) times in the presence of others. This was by a

(I hesitate to use the word gentleman, because it would

indicate he had manners and good taste) so I will say

a man who is at our work complex doing some hands-on

training for some new programs and processes.

Needless to say no 54 year old woman

wants to be called "Cupcake" It's insulting!

The Last Supper........

 The Lloyd brothers on New Years Eve Eve

 Eyeing the last piece of pizza at The Pie on N.Y Eve eve

Me and sweet cheeks. . . . . . our last picture together for the year.  This was at Stone Cold on New Years Eve-Eve. 

For the 1st time in. . . . . .like forever

Me and my hunka-hunka-burnin' love were all by ourselves

on New Years Eve.  This was our last Friday Night Supper with

the Lloyds for the year, we did it on New Year's Eve Eve at The Pie Pizzaria,

it's like a heart attack on a platter. . . . . . . pounds of melted cheese, on a

Cheese pull-apart and then on the Pizza. . . .  .bring on the cardiac.  How many times
can I say New Years Eve Eve?

January life. . . .

It snowed on Saturday. These are blooming in the window. I tried something other than paper whites. Technically they are paper whites, but they are yellow and don't stink like the white paper whites do. (A girl at the nursery where I purchased the bulbs used to work in a retirement center and she said that the white paper whites smell like old man pee) I also fertilize my geraniums within an inch of their lives. (They are doing a bit poorly since they have a bad case of aphids)

I also have a couple of lovely amaryllis that are going gang-busters. Yeah for me. I might do bodily harm to myself if it were not for a bloom here and there in the winter.

A Princess in OKC

Harmony took a road trip with her dog.......lots of stories......for a later date.  When she reached her final desitnation, she threw a tea party......the girls wore their pearls!!! This was such a cute picture I had to put it in.

This is the princess' mom.....Super Princess