Author: boomingbanter

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

I am excessively exhausted.

This clock changing malarkey has to stop.

That’s why you must elect me it’s right up there in my manifesto.

Ma was awake at 5:30 which is now 4:30 doing emails and of course making mistakes.

Who in their right mind does that at such an ungodly hour of the day.

Maybe she never adjusted to the time change when she moved from Europe to America.

Anyway I’m refusing to get up before 6:30 so she can type away and I’ll sleep if I can.

Blessing#1876-Fall Back

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect!!

Did you see the beautiful card I sent Grandpa for his birthday?

Mine was definitely the most tasteful and tender.

Truth is Grandpa is OK but he’s not really my all time fav. That’s my Dad.

Do you know anyone else who is as lucky as me to get white chocolate buttons.

I feel so blessed. All I need is Dadzie he’s my hero.

Just wish he’d kill the Gizz then life would be perfect and I’d have more sweeties.

Blessing#1875-Special Bonds

We are sneaking around here like Der Fledermaus because it’s Dads birthday and we have to get his pressies and cards on the table before he gets up.

We got him two bottles of his new favorite whiskey BARR’s. Ma says it good to support family even if they are distant she must be related to these people.

Also in the spirit of keeping the mind active we got him something a little more fun than a history book.

I put my own stamp on his card.

The thing as always is sucking up to him via Mom. I just don’t understand why Ma takes her side even on things like this.

Regardless let’s hope the main man enjoys his day. My message is the best!!!

Blessing#1874-Overtures

When Mom was giving me some TLC yesterday she hit on a little lump by my eye.

She got the Bro to hold me tight and then she yanked it out hair and all.

I knew they were doing this for my good and not for fun so I didn’t have a go at them.

It was a tick.

Usually they are around in spring and summer and my frontline also does them in but this thing was still alive.

It was wriggling and nasty just like Jaws.

Ma flushed it down the toilet.

Good riddance to that.

If anyone has a similar disposal solution for Pitties please send directions!

Blessing#1873-Sanitized

Did you have a good time at Halloween?

We went crazy each time someone came to the door but not many peeps came.

See it was freezing and even snowed a little.

The Bro bought a ton of sweeties so we were sort of disappointed not more kids came by.

Oh well we know a certain Irish woman who lives a Twix and Snickers!!!

Blessing#1872-Candy Crush

Ma had a melt down about midday yesterday. She was printing the certificates for her Kairos « Graduates » when the ink cartridge started to fail half way through the series of 36 and changed color from blue to pink. I kid you not!

Of course as soon as she changed the cartridge the whole series started over so she had doubles for some, pink for others and just so much waste which she hates.

I told she should have done them one at a time and not as a one button does it all but she wouldn’t listen.

Eventually they were done and dusted so we had lunch and then I took her for a TLC siesta.

It was another icky day so a good excuse to stay in and do nothing.

Eventually we resurfaced and made the bro one of his favorite dinners « Shepherds Pie »

He arrived in with a haul from the Amish store that included enough cold cuts to feed three dozen lumber jacks. He’s decided he’s making himself sandwiches instead of buying takeout at lunchtime.

He also brought us five pounds of milk chocolate buttons. I do love him even though he inflicted The THING on us. He’s so caring of our inability to eat regular chocolate.

Blessing#1871-Happy Halloween