“And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that counts. It’s the life in your years.”
I feel as if I haven’t had the time to sit down and properly write anything lately. We have been going and going and going, it seems. But it’s sunday, my day to myself, my day to breathe. So I shall catch you up on all the week and weekend events.
For starters, you should know that last week, we were a family of cone-heads.
Both Lucy and Oscar managed to bugger up their paws, and being the mother that I am, self sufficient and one who hates wasting money, I fixed them up proper myself. Now, don’t get me wrong, Vets have a time and a place. That time and place being when I have exhausted every last one of my “tricks” and “remedies” and the creature is STILL sick or injured. I find it a waste of my time and money, however, to take them to someone who charges me $40 just to walk through their door, and then proceeds to leave the meter running as they tell me basically whatever I knew through common sense, draining and wrapping the injury and throwing a cone on the animals head with instructions to “keep him quiet.” Yeah, I can do that all myself. Have been for years. I haven’t a queasy stomach, so bring on the festering, oozing, hair-filled and encrusted wound, and I’ll fix them up right proper.
Lucy was with her cone how she is with her tail….. completely oblivious it’s there. Which means she runs it in to your shins, calves, ankles, and whatever else happens to get in her way. It was a long few days.
Oscar, on the other hand, was searching high and low for any way possible of getting the damn thing off. “Hmmmm, I wonder if I could scrape it off with the leg of this here barbecue.”
There was napping after long days at work. (I love how the man didn’t even bother to take off his shoes or his jacket.)
There was lots of snuggling and loves going on as well.
nibbles on the chin…
the “ewwww, I’ve just been slobbered on” faces….
..a sweet look for the woman that loves and feeds them both…..
…and back to snuggling.
Then we had the 3rd of July. Lil’ miss Rose Golly through a delightful party at her sweet lil’ cabin, which happens to be on the water in Poulsbo, which happens to throw a huge fireworks display on the 3rd. 🙂 Good times indeed. There was good food and good drink…….
There was Brittany demonstrating how she knits. (Which is TOTALLY wonky, by the way.)
I mean, she sticks the one needle in her BELLY BUTTON for support!!! That’s my girl for ya.
And she wonders why I tease her all the time. I have my reasons. 😉
There were torches to light our way to the water….
There was a bonfire….
And of course there were happy boys with boxes of fireworks….
The 4th of July!!
The 4th of July was greeted with a surprise visit from Mitch, who has been in London getting his masters in fashion the past year or so. He and Joe, his BF, dropped in for a little visit and a few drinks.
Oh how I’ve missed that guy.
So Mitch would be the one in the pic cheesing out with me. Joe would be the cutie pie behind him. They stayed for a few drinks and they scampered off for another party. We had a BBQ next door to attend, but we all promised to meet up later for, you guessed it, more alcohol and more fireworks!
Mitch here showing his patriotic spirit….. while sporting my pink scarf, of course.
We ended the celebratory evening with a proper drink. Okay, maybe a few proper drinks.
And there you have it, my week in a nutshell. I bet you thought this post would NEVER end. 😉 It was a good weekend, all in all. How was YOUR weekend??