Author: boomingbanter

Precious Peeps it’s PITS AGAIN!

Didn’t I tell you Granny would give me a road trip!

OK I concede we didn’t get to NYNY but we went down the road by the river and we had some fun in the sun and yum yum yum.

See we were out delivering our latest concept TEA on the Go! Note who is delivering!!!! A PRINCESS no less!!

In a little box we offer you a tiny tastes of Booming Blessings to take with you for your picnic or to your loved one stuck at home.

Feedback please dear Peeps as this could mean many Sunday adventurers for me and the stinker.

Oh the places we could go.

Blessing#1996-Innovators

You may not think this is significant, and to be truthful nor do I, but it got Ma all worked up.

See she reached 1K followers yesterday for the tearoom website.

Now by all accounts this means that the wait for it……. « algorithms » will adjust and she will get more exposure.

It’s taken almost three years to get here just one gentil stack at a time.

Let’s hope it won’t take nearly as long to get to 2K or she’ll be throwing in the tea towel!!

Blessing#1995-Millenium!!

I am totally fed up with the PIT. She is driving me round the bend with her fanciful ways.

Heck there isn’t a fire hydrant in the whole neighborhood that she hasn’t scented.

She stinks!!!

I may take to drink!

Maybe I’ll emigrate to Ireland. I know I’d have plenty of fine company there.

Poor Mom though what would she do without me?

Maybe beer is the best solution!!!!!

Blessing#1994-Bitter Brews

Precious Peeps it’s your favorite Pitty Puppy Person once more.

What a treat for you to have a message from me two days in a row.

First dear fans I want to wish you all the best for the weekend.

My Dad is going on a roadtrip to New York New York. I have suspicions he may not be traveling alone!! Well that’s fine by me as I have been left in the safe hands of Granny who may take me on a road trip too if I play my cards right.

Now on to serious matters. Yesterday as you know was February 29th when, by Irish tradition, females may propose marriage.

Alas the only male of my species I encountered yesterday was the Stinking Scooby.

If he was the last hound on earth I wouldn’t marry him.

Now Remi on the other hand or Boomer would be fun to tie the knot with or at a pinch PJ or Eddie even if they are a tad on the short side.

Since I’m the only gal in the neighborhood who is active on the dating scene I’m sure any or all of them would accept my proposal that I posted carefully on each fire hydrant.

Let’s see who’s first to take my hand, make that paw, and who comes in with the biggest diamond!!

Blessing#1993-Choices

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect here to tell you all about an adventure I had on Tuesday.

See it was like summer outside and Granny was in a good mood so after our naps she said the immortal words « let’s go car »

Of course I immediately assumed we were off to the river bluffs but no.

Guess what? For the first time in my life she took me downtown with her and Scooby.

Now our downtown is hardly manhattan but it has jewels and posh purses and antiques and knick knacks and a plethora of fine dining options.

I was beside myself with excitement and almost dislocated Granny’s shoulder but man was it exciting and fun.

I always knew I was a gal for the good times.

Bring it on Granny and I promise I’ll be a good a gold next time especially if we leave Scooby with Grandpa!!!!!

Blessing#1992-Girls Day Out

From clear skies and a full moon spotlight to the flashing lights of severe thunderstorms we get all sorts of heavenly pyrotechnics in these parts during the night.

The storms didn’t bother me too much and it was only this morning Ma and Me learned that the tornado sirens were sounding.

Seems there was a touch down about forty miles from here where some of our pals live.

So dear friends stay safe and put your shorts in the laundry because the 70s (20C) of yesterday will be replaced by the 20s (-6C) again tonight.

Variety they say is the spice of life.

My recommendation for today indoor games again.

Blessing#1991-Swings and Roundabouts

There is one thing harder than kibble my Mother’s oat cakes.

She made a trial run for her Irish extravaganza that is coming up at the tearoom in Saint Patrick’s Day.

I can attest to the fact that they should be called Rock Cakes instead.

Of course I humor her by pretending I’m interested in them but she better get cracking on refining her recipe or there will be trouble ahead.

Strangely she seem to like them herself. Maybe she was a nutcracker in a previous life!

Blessing#1990-Experimenting

Did you see the full moon this morning?

It’s been doing the rounds of our house and driving us nuts but it’s pretty.

Brings out the werewolf in me.

It’s all that I can do to get an hours shuteye.

Talk about being in the spotlight!

I suppose I better get used to it with the election getting closer.

This may not be the most flattering photo but it probably will appeal to those who are looking for a spokesperson for sanity.

Blessing#1989-Howling

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect here to wish you all a swell Sunday.

I was touched beyond words to see the King in this photograph.

To have chosen this card clearly demonstrates he is a man of great wisdom and compassion and clearly a lover of the canine community.

I hated having to wear that collar when I hurt my foot.

I do hope his treatment is going well and not putting him off his kibble.

Imagine being his doggy!

Not only would you live in a palace you’d also get rides in the helicopter twice a week to-ing and fro-ing from London to Sandringham.

Bet he doesn’t have a Pitty. Wonder how you’d go about getting adopted by Royalty!

Blessing#1988-Well Wishers

Here is some Saturday Scooby Sense for you.

The internet is teaming with recipes on how to use up overripe bananas.

You take two or three bananas that cost approximately thirty cents and to this you add a half pound of butter, a pound of “always organic” oats, perhaps a little almond flour if you are a gluten free person two large eggs, the best maple syrup you can source, a half bag of chocolate chips and voila my dears you have banana muffins.

Now THINK!

In order to salvage those two little stinkers you have spent roughly the equivalent of a full box of Fyffes.

Have some wit my dears and smash them up on a piece of toast and share with your favorite companion instead.

Blessing#1987-Frugality