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Maggie and Sophie are meowing their hello's
It's Wednesday. Which means several things here at the mansion. Yeah I know. A man's house may be his castle but my house is a mansion. Mansion's have indoor plumbing and servants. I prefer to have the indoor plumbing so therefore the place I call home is a mansion.
Wednesday is a very noisy day in the old 'hood. It is trash day. And there isn't a dog in a 10 mile radious that will not let you remember that. It is also recyling day. Strangely enough the dogs could care less about the curbside recycling dude. The worst part is during lawn cutting season. Across from my house is an empty lot (or two depending on how you look at it.) It belongs to the city, and every Wednesday they mow it. They mow EARLY (beat the trash pickup guys), and they have to mow 2 or 3 at a time. Each using these huge mower things that make more noise than should be allowed early in the mornings.
So with all that there is no way to "sleep in". Even the cats run from window to window trying to see what the heck is making so much noise and why.
Why am I telling you all this? No real reason. Just sharing my early morning hours with you.
Because I am still trying not to rant I have decided to do some old fashioned J-land pimping. Ok?
This person is fairly new to the community. She just started in August. Writes some lovely poetry. Check her out: Living With Autism
David lives in a very pretty part of Colorado. Some great pictures and in his last entrysome really cool stuff for "lexophiles" ( what the heck is that? gotta click and go find out: Sunshine Colorado Notes
This next lady lives in the United Kingdom. She appears to be a foster mom and needs some advice. I'm not sure all things work "across the pond" but maybe you can still be of some help: Where ever theres a witch theres a way.....
D has been making some great entries lately on memories of his mom, nana and others. Check him out here: Celebration of My Exhistance
Guess that's about it for now. The kitties have been trying really hard to help me with this entry. (Maggie has tried to type and Sophie has been moving the mouse around) They try to help whenever they can. LOL
I know that none of the graphics in this entry "go together", but they just seemed to want to be used this time and who am I to argue with them?
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Oh my. I know a couple of those links but not the others. Thanks Kathy. Love that tag by Diane. Skimmed right over it at first but then I saw it. lol Hugs and GBU, Shelly
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Kathy, Libby and I sat here reading about "Garbage Day" at your house laughing out loud. You are describing out Wednesdays. We get trash pick up on Wednesday and Saturday with recycling on wednesday at an every two week cycle. My two "Mutts" bark and howl along with the rest of the neighborhood. Sometimes I just want to go out and yell SHUT UP !!! as loud as I can and hope they all stop. My Regards, Bill.
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loved the entry...my cats when they used to hang out in the puter room used to want to help all the time...now we have one puppy who feels he gets to lay down in front of my keyboard and does not like any typing going on while he sleeps...and will try to eat the mouse wire if I try to play with that...needless to say...he does not help me...lol
we have the same problem here with trash day...except all my dogs go crazy for a while...I think the trash men are grateful that the rotties are NOT outside...Lol
have a great Thursday
Peace
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Love the graphic! The first two journals I already read, and I will check out the other two. Thanks. No, you can't argue with graphics; you just have to give them their head.
Lori
http://journals.aol.com/helmswondermom/DustyPages/
9/21/06 6:49 PM
Much love,
Luann
http://journals.aol.com/poobi