Wednesday, November 19, 2008

More stuff


It was Dakota's one year birthday on November 11th. We bought her a new collar and a birthday bone (it says "Happy Birthday").

Just a shout out to Fall. "I hate you damn beautiful leaves that left me in awe and then fell all over the place to make a mess that isn't any fun at all"


One more thought...
We just got back from Texas and this is what I learned

1. People ARE friendlier there and are more ready to lend a hand
2. It is an ugly state as far as the flat brown nothingness that goes on for miles
3. When someone says "Bless your heart" they don't mean it. They mean "Damn, that was stupid" or "I can't believe you just did that"

MOST important
4. Check your pants before you put them on because a red ant just MIGHT be in them and eat the crap out of your leg". Ask me how I know this.


vanessa said...

holy cow, a whole year went by? hapy birthday dakota :-)

KB said...

With regards to lesson 3 from Texas: In England, they also say "bless your heart", and it's more like "you poor thing, you really don't know any better, and now I'll feel sorry for you".

I've also heard "Bless your cotton socks", which is my new favorite phrase.

Happy Birthday, Dakota!

Laurel said...

Happy Birthday to the puppy!

Bummer about the ant -- it gives you a whole new appreciation for the phrase "ants in yer pants" though, doesn't it?

I love Texasisms but I can't post my favorite one in your comments because it's obscene. :-)

Stefaneener said...

Ow ow ow ow.

At least while you're raking lots o'leaves, you won't get a nasty ant in your pants up in the nawth.

We're awash in leaves here, too, but the sucky trucks come by and whoosh them away. Poof!

Happy birthday big puppy. Hope you all had a great time.

The Calderones said...

Is that my lawn or yours? We better clean up soon before our neighbors hunt us down and tie us to our rakes. :-). we'll be freezing our butts off on Saturday if you wanna join us outside. ANTS in your Pants... isn't that a kids game???

Karen said...

A Southern friend of mine taught me that "Bless [your, his, her] heart" excuses anything you've said immediately prior. E.g., "She smells worse than a pig in a sty that hasn't been mucked for two months and it's 110 degrees in the shade...bless her heart."