Booming Banter

Things are going from bad to worse around here when it comes to trots.

Yesterday we got a sharp shift down to the end of the street before Ma took off at 7:50.

The sky wasn’t even lit up but it was pretty.

Ma dumped us with Dad and returned at 10:30. I got confused and thought maybe it was Sunday but no.

She took THE THING and me out for another pee and then took off again this time to the tearoom.

This is not good for my waistline and it’s certainly not good for Ma’s.

I was hoping Sunday would be a better day! It’s pouring down so short it shall be.

Blessing#2284-Sun Rise

Well the niece and I are just about emerging from the dog house.

See twelve deer ran across our yard just as we were ending our morning trot.

The temptation was too great. Food for the entire year to come.

There was a little snow on the ground so Ma couldn’t get a good grip.

She was purple with rage when she caught me three houses down the street but the niece continued the pursuit.

I’ll give her that she is a tenacious little terror.

So Ma dragged me home dumped me with Dad and called Auntie Denise to the rescue.

The gals went different routes but no sight of Jaws.

You know what after ten minutes the monster returned by herself to the ranch.

Dad called Ma and she called Denise and we were all back to GO!

Mind you we were Pawsona non gratis for the rest of the morning.

Here’s the kicker the beasts were back when Ma came home from work so we had to hold our business till they had finished their feast.

Blessing#2283-Herding

Precious Peeps it’s PITS here to wing you into a wonderful weekend.

It is Baltic here with gales blowing like crazy so when we go trotting we have to virtually gallop to stay alive.

Yesterday was trash day and on our way home from the park this gust took someone’s trash and spewed it all over another persons yard.

A great big box started after me and I was so afraid, because I am as you know a very timid type.

I pulled poor old Granny so hard to escape it that my leash snapped off my collar.

She was panic stricken I’d run off but I was so scared of that intimidating object that I stood rooted to the ground like a tree.

I was made for Florida I feel not this Ohio chiller but you know me I put up with a lot just to be a perfect pretty Princess.

Blessing#2282-Endurance

Snow is pretty but it does my head in when it’s wet and makes snow balls on my tootsies.

Ma got a taste of what that feels like yesterday as her boots started to leak.

By the time we got back we could share stories about how cold we felt.

In a case of anything you can do I can do better in think I may have won.

She could shake the boots off in the blink of an eye but it took more than a minute for those stinking snowballs on my feet to melt.

I may invest in proper winter gear this year as I’m getting too long in the tooth for this malarkey!!!

Blessing#2281-Wrapping Up

Precious Peeps it’s your very own Precocious Pitty here to help you happily over the hump.

Today we will reflect on the just announced Cambridge word of the year and it is

MANIFEST.

Seems its use has soared in popularity over the past year thanks to celebrities believing that you can change things just by thinking you can. Chew on that for a moment.

A load of boloney if you ask Granny although she, like me, does believe in positive thinking.

Truth be told she was totally unaware of this trend.

She is stuck under a stone sometimes and while she has been known to use the said word occasionally it is usually in the good old Chaucerian context.

Blessing#2280-Obviously

You know the parents go each week to their Tuesday Morning Group affectionately referred to as TMG.

Currently, along with the rest of the Church the TMGers are studying a book called “An Unlikely Advent”.

The chapter this week is all about the wise men from the east. Ma believes they were Zoroastrians because she likes the idea of that ancient religion being linked to ours.

Regardless these dudes followed a star.

So Ma thought she’d make some very tiny shortbreads, no bigger than a quarter, in the shape of the star for the TMG snack event that proceeds each meeting.

That way the good people can say that they swallowed a star!!!!!

Blessing#2279-Play on Words

So you may or may not know that we published the daily banter twice yesterday.

Why?

Well Facebook took down our original post! Scandal!

Why? Here’s what they say!

Now this will keep you busy for a bit.

Read again the message from facebook and compare the acceptable text in take two with the one above and you will have understood the “issue”

If you get it I’ll give you a star!

If you don’t I’ll speak with you tomorrow anyway.

Blessing#2278-Spotting The Difference

Well the bread puddings were given the thumbs up and may need to be manufactured on a regular basis.

We are never short of crusts!

The only thing better than them yesterday was the reopening of Notre Dame. WOW is all I can say it is so beautiful.

I really need to go see Quasi. Bet he never thought when the fire happened that the bells would need to be rung again so soon. It is so light and bright and ancient and modern all rolled into one.

Made me think that its makeover was a bit like bread pudding something magic happened when the charred remains were whisked together with new ingredients under the guidance of the master chef!

Blessing#2277-Resurrection.

Well the bread puddings were give a triple A rating and may need to be manufactured on a regular basis. We are never short of crusts!

The only thing better than them yesterday was the reopening of Notre Dame.

WOW is all I can say it is so beautiful. I really need to go see Quasi. Bet he never thought when the fire happened that the bells would need to be rung again so soon.

It is so light and bright and ancient and modern all rolled into one.

Made me think that its makeover was a bit like bread pudding something magic happened when the charred remains were whisked together with new ingredients under the guidance of the master chef!

Blessing#2277-Resurrection.

When annual events pop up do you ever think to yourself it’s not possible that a year has past.

Well last night out dear PoW hosted her Together at Christmas Carol concert. What a year she and her family have had. We can all wish that the future will be bright for them.

Today we have our fourth Victorian Christmas at the tearoom.

Ma has to dress up and pretend to be a lady. One thing she has achieved over these past four years is piling on plenty of pounds so squeezing into one of her old long dresses may no longer be possible.

She contemplated dressing as Scrooge instead but figured that might go down like a lump of lead.

We’re hoping our new invention of mini bread puddings slip down smoothly along with our usual fare of mince pies and shortbread and of course scones and cucumber sandwiches.

Must dash as we gotta get cooking.

Pray a few stick and break so I get those for my brekkie! Otherwise it will be another notch on Ma’s ever rising odometer.

Blessing#2276-Weighing In