The Acree Bitches (no not me) went to the groomer today. For some reason, Jeff insists on having Ethel shaved everytime. He is in charge of taking the girls to the groomers. He thinks I pay too much for the convenience of taking them to a groomer in Southaven. He takes them to Memphis for a little less and is therefore in charge. I just tell him when it's time. ANYWHO, that makes him in charge of HOW they get their haircut. He knows better than to cut Stella's long locks. I'd lock him out of the house for sure. Since Ethel is "his" dog, he exercises his lack of style and taste and just has her buzzed. She is hiding in the corner tonight because everyone can see her va-jay-jay. I made the mistake of asking him how he would like that and he said it would be just fine with him....NEVERMIND. Her hair will grow back and she will just lived traumatized until the next hair cut. I probably have bigger things to worry about but seriously...
This is Stella...
Look at her long pretty hair...
OK, here is Ethel, don't forget, same breed, same family...(I had to get Dalton to get the treats out to get her to come out of hiding)
I hate to do this to you, but here is the problem....
And here is my HUNK OF BURNING LOVE that is responsible...
I can't leave my baby Izzy out...Isn't she a cutie? (She got excited about the treats, too.)
As excited as I am about my vacation (only two more days of work) I'm gonna miss my girls.
SavyG is at a friends tonight and HeavyD has a friend over. Murphy's Law, I guess, you get rid of one and take on another. That's actually Jeff Acree law. They just came in from playing football and are currently having a fart contest in the hearth room. Is any of this normal? Do any of you reading this have similar evenings or is it just me? Sometimes I really wonder....
The painters started on the inside of the house today. What got done looks GREAT. Building this house has really been a lesson in patience. We got the backyard flower beds drawn out for the brickers. They came and looked at the job this week, too. I don't know when they are coming. They are currently working on a job around the corner for Jeff and I think this is just a little side job for a couple of them. I thought we learned our lesson about having brick work done when we were out of town, but they may be coming this weekend. When we were building our house, they started bricking when we were in St. Louis for a long weekend. When we got home, they had a third of the house done and the mortar is the wrong color on the house. I decided to live with it and chalked it up to a lesson hard learned. Sometimes I wish I was one of those women that could spend her time working on her house and it was just a true showplace and always immaculate. Then, reality slaps me in the face, and I'm glad I have a fulfilling job that gives me challenge everyday and that I strive to find balance and get to leave my dust dinosaurs (that's the Acree equivalent of a dust bunny) in the corner while I play with my family. There is a lot to be done and there are things that drive me nuts, but I've done it the other way and am a much happier person now.
Have you seen the show WipeOut? If you haven't, you have to. All I can say is, I want to get on the balls. My cousin told me about it last night and we watched it tonight and all cried we laughed so hard. Ashley, lets send in our applications.
Hug your babies and share your love.
Cya,Kacy
2 comments:
I feel bad getting so much amusement at the expense of Ethel's va-jay-jay! Poor girl.
If it makes you feel any better, there have been several farting contests at our house (that I am proud to say I DO NOT participate in). I hope it makes you feel better because I think typing it on a public blog just made me feel a little worse! Ha!
Poor little puppy. I came to your blog by following several other people's. Anyway thought the farting contest was cute....those happen at our house too, and I have to agree with Jessi when she says I DO NOT participate!!
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