My mom can't come to the blog right now. She took her boobs to PetSmart.
At least I think that's where she went. I heard her talking to Aunt Chrissy about something called a mammogram, and when I looked it up on the internets, it said that you go to the doctor for that. And since Mom always tells me we're going to PetSmart whenever I have to go to the doctor, I can only assume that she told the girls the very same thing to get them in the car.
I wonder if they will have to ride in a car seat like I do?
So here we are on a Friday and I have been barking my head off at the landscaping guys because they are trimming all of the stuff growing around the house. I know that Mom likes things to look nice and tidy out in the yard, but my goodness, what a ruckus! Between the clipper thingies and the blower thingies and whatnot, I'm going to need an Excedrine for lunch. Don't these people know that I've got napping to do?
Here's a pic of the progress on Quaker Diamonds. As you might be able to tell, Mo-ther started with this one at the lower left and has been working her way to the top. I know that she finished part four last night, so this means she only has the top three parts to go! I helped her move the q-snaps before we went to bed last night, so she should be able to plant herself in the Happy Chair this weekend and finish this one right up. All I know is that she better get it done before the 25th, because Michael's is having their 60% off framing sale and I want her to get this one on the damn wall already.
Thank you for all of your nice comments on the blog. Mom really likes your input, and I am always warmed by the thought of so many potential play dates and new friends out there. I know that my stupid mo-ther and I go back and forth as to who is the more hapless between us, but I think you know what's what.
And despite her best attempts to make you believe it, I'm not really as bad as you might think. I'm much much worse!
I hope that you have a wonderful weekend!
With love from your pal,