Blooms my way

These are my current blooms.  It's dark, but they were so gorgeous I insisted Boyd take a picture, I wanted to let you

see how huge the amarylis bloom

is compared to my big ole' head!

I have to have something blooming or it's hardly worth getting out of bed

and facing the world.

Can you see the size of the bulb, it was an......investment.

I had to tell myself that when she

was "In All Her Glory" it would be

worth it.  She is

I will be reading up and making sure she lives

to bloom another season!!

Just look at her!

She's no shrinking violet. . . . ha

She can hold her own in any room.

But by golly, this one is something else.

Thank you for letting me indulge my love for

every blooming thing.

A Grumpy and his Girl........

She's so Soph-A-Licious

You would almost think there is a genetic

link between these two because of their

eye color. Maybe loving a baby a whole bunch

makes it so.

$HIT $TORM

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?