Author: boomingbanter

Ma can’t go to the UK without there being a milestone historical event.

Last time it was the Coronation that was planned and no surprise.

Yesterday though the former Prime Minister David Cameron was seen walking into #10 Downing Street before 8:30am. WHY?

The current Prime Minister had sacked the current foreign secretary a few minutes early. Shock horror was he going to appoint Cameron as the new one!!!

Since Cameron no longer holds a seat in the House of Commons the PM had to have the King make him a Lord.

Sure enough, after a nail biting ninety minutes the news breaks that Cameron is now Baron Cameron and has been appointed Foreign Secretary.

This was a monumental moment and a humongous surprise to the entire nation.

What was even more surprising was the number of times the #10 cat Larry left and entered the front door. Ten times!!!

Talk about a pet with power!

Only I can be more important in the world of current affairs!!!

Blessing#1885-Openings and Closings

It is shocking to hear that Belfast Market was teaming with canines yesterday.

Devouring the crumbs that tumbled from the vast Belfast Baps that people were stuffing into their faces as they roamed the stalls.

Worse! One of the partakers of this local delicacy was my own Mothers.

Each of these missiles contains enough calories to fuel a small vehicle for one hundred miles. Mother’s was relatively light just two fried eggs and two sausages in that handful!!!

I may never forgive her! Don’t understand why that huge brute looks so sad!

Blessing #1884-Bun Feast

It’s not a bit fair that I have to stay home on this side of the Atlantic with Dad and the unbelievably hateful hound that is my niece while Ma goes to see everyone in Ireland.

Just look at the fun she is having!

Parties and all those peeps and all that food.

I don’t see why I can’t go.

I’m her Service Dog!! They allow them to fly!!

See all those field and that sun. I could be romping there now over those hills down to the sea!!

As for that charcuterie board surely some must have been had by by Irish cousin “Rocksie” the cockapoo who I have it on good authority spent a lot of time under that table last night.

Blessing#1883-Party Time

It’s not a bit fair that I have to stay home on this side of the Atlantic with Dad and the unbelievably hateful hound that is my niece while Ma goes to see everyone in Ireland.

Just look at the fun she is having!

Parties and all those peeps and all that food.

I don’t see why I can’t go.

I’m her Service Dog!! They allow them to fly!!

See all those field and that sun. I could be romping there now over those hills down to the sea!!

As for that charcuterie board surely some must have been had by by Irish cousin “Rocksie” the cockapoo who I have it on good authority spent a lot of time under that table last night.

Blessing#1882-Party Time

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect again. I’m in charge of this edition because the Grey Gizz couldn’t sleep without his “Mama”

What a stupid old sissy he is. So tied to Granny’s apron strings. He’s on hunger strike as well and that’s going down like a lump of lead with Grandpa.

I told him “don’t waste that good finely chopped bologna I’ll eat it all” but he ignored me.

Dad and I are happy for Granny that’s she’s getting to see her family.

Hope she brings some jelly babies back!

Blessing#1882-Gene Pools

Precious Peeps it’s Pits here to help you get you weekend off to THE PERFECT start.

I’m giving you some PRETTY PITTY PHILOSOPHY.

To have a good time you have to follow some simple rules.

If you want snacks sit.

If you want dinner sit.

If you want snuggles sit.

If your Granny is going to Ireland pretend when your Dad comes home from work that your Grandpa forgot to feed you.

Blessing#1881-Sweet Little Lies

Sometimes I think Ma has tea on the brain.

Every saying that’s related to the beverage has to be saved for future use.

She has books on the subject and of course paraphernalia of all sorts.

Heck she even has tea cups and teapots for Barbie sized customers.

The big question I have is why do I get only water to drink and from a steel bowl?

Worse still why do I have to share it with Jaws?

Blessing#1880-Infusions

It was a topsy turvy Tuesday.

I knew something was up when Ma only did the short loop. Usually on Tuesday when she has a day off we do double duty.

She then proceeded to lock up Jaws and bundled me and Dad into the car. SWEET a family day trip without Trouble.

Yet No! She dropped Dad off at Church and we took off North. Swell maybe a trip to the lake!

Turns out she had a party at work and had arranged with the groomer that I’d have my new « do » for the holidays.

With election news at fever pitch and only 363 days till the world sees sense and makes me the incumbent it’s appropriate I look my best.

We took off my festive necktie before the beast was released so I have a chance to wear it for some future events.

Blessing#1879-Looking Smart.

Precious Peeps it’s Pits and as always I am so PERFECT.

Monday is over but it brought a word of wisdom from my great uncle Preacher Paul. He’s so smart. My kinda dude.

Unfortunately this has yet to be shared with Grandpa and Grandma who keep on congesting our home with materials that are inedible.

I do my best to chew them up and rid my Dad of the inevitable challenge that lies ahead for him but sometimes there is only so much paper a gal can eat.

Blessing#1878- Smarter Solutions

It is safe to say that you could float a boat with the amount of ALDI ranch dressing that is used in this household.

Ma loves it on her lettuce that she eats in copious quantities with boiled eggs at lunchtime when she’s home.

Dad on the other hand eats it with every meal. This becomes somewhat of a dangerous situation when Ma happens to have slaved over the stove for longer than fifteen minutes.

Like last night as an example she made pork loin with portobello mushrooms in a cream sauce. She’d seasoned it well with paprika and other spicy things. I know because I was watching and she served it on a bed of homemade mashed tatties.

No sooner had she placed it on the table and sat down than the bro declared it delicious. Happy Days!

That’s when Dad reached for the Ranch. It was worse than reaching for a pistol. A duel then ensued and Ma went back to watching BOTCHED.

No one spoke for the next hour and not a squeak was heard even from Jaws. We all knew we had to let her chill or we too might be in need of makeovers too.

Blessing#1877-Time and Place