Here is picture I took this summer in Arcadia National Park. It was nothing to do with anything current in my life right now. But i like the Picture

Nortre Dame Campus

This weekend, David and I went to Norte Dame this weekend. Its was always something I want to do. David made it clear to me before we left that there wouldn't be a Hunchback. I was disappointed but I got over it. My expensive digital camera did stop working so I only got a few pictures.
I'm bursting with new information. First once again there was no Hunchback, that from Victor Hugo novel in Paris not South Bend. Indiana. No Esmalda. As a matter the Norte Dame Campus wasn't named after the Church in Paris. It was named after the lake by the campus,Notre Dame du Lac(are lady of the lady). David and I went into the beautiful Basilica of the Sacred Heart. Very impressive. Spectacular. Once again I'm sorry my camera broke and there is no Hunchback

MY Week

Another weekend is coming up. Now that I'm a Monday -Friday person I'm afraid of taking weekends for granted. David already shows signs of being complacent about spending time with me. Last weekend I was able to get him out of the house by having a mystery trip. I dragged the poor man throughout 9 inch snow to see Lake Michigan. (see picture on your right) This weekend promises to have even nicer weather, and were not staying in. Out of the house good, cabin fever bad. Pretty much a uneventful week a few successes, I managed to take a 3 1/4 pound. Got all my fruits and vegetable every day. Finished the agenda for the labor-management meeting. Tomorrow I will have gone 3 months without calling in sick. Small successes sometimes are the best. And Hey we did see Lake Michigan in the snow

Zeppotime

For the second week in a row I'm on Zeppo time. Zeppotime is the schedule I keep when I have Zeppo. You know getting up early to walk zeppo, come home on break to walk him , long walk after work then in the evening and at bedtime. You would think with all these pee break you would never find a wet spot on the floor. Not so! I will be blessed with at least large yellow spot somewhere on the room daily. Lately it's been the stairs going to the basement, but I did leave a plastic sack on the floor and up went his leg. Zeppotime is also those little rituals that he enjoys so much. The biscuit at bedtime and of course Tummy rub time/ Tummy rub time is almost 24/7. I am to be at his whim to rub his belly. If this experience isn't humiliating enough, out pops his pecker. Oooops

Size Fat Ass

Currently I'm working at trying to lose some weight. I'm not having much success but its still early in the game. At the nursing home where I work, one of the resident would request PJ evening and say I need size fat ass. As my waist increases at a alarming rate I look for the label to say Fat Ass. It never does. But I know the true if fit around the waist it guarantee to fall below my crack the first time I sit down. If I go a little bigger there going to fall down when I'm walking, especially if I'm carrying groceries with no free hand to pull them up. I show my ass more then a stripper does. Maybe pants just ought to labeled fat ass after a certain waist size, Fat Ass #1 Big Fat Ass then maybe Huge fat Ass. Lord help us what a fat Ass.

David

This is David,my partner currently I'm spending the weekend at his house. We also have our home in another city. So if I sometime talk about being at Davids house,you'll know where I'm coming from. Notice I put this is post in Michigan state Green. Now 3 guesses why. You got it

I'm sure someone in my Basement

My next door neighbors were robbed this afternoon. Yes! this afternoon. Now my imgination is going wild. Currently I sure someone is in my basement. Tucked somewhere with 3 kitty litter boxes, laurdy that needs to washed, Christsmas wrapping paper and innumberable boxes to go through when I'm retire is a live,breathng human being. As its gotten later in the evening this person his gotten bigger, older and meaner. As of the last 10 minutes he's a 37 year old drug crazed bodybuilder.Just earlier this afternoon he was a mix-up 14 year old. Oy Vey Probably later tonight it going to be 67 year with a Magnum and blackbelt. Anyway I need to go down to my basement and I'm afraid very afraid

This is Zeppo

zeppo

This is Zeppo. I am his slave, I clean up and pee and turds. He is walked at least 4 times daily
He need constant attention. I no longer can have company over to my without fear of Zeppo biting them. This is my life. For a few hundred kisses daily and never being to relax by myself I have become a slave to a 14 pound mutt. The terror in terrier. He puts fear in the vets office. I've been asked not to kennel him there ever again. He now stays where the attacked dogs are keeped. This is my life,My story , My dog