Piper, for a dog accustomed to getting handouts from passersby while living in a filthy drainage pipe, has managed to develop a Champagne sort of lifestyle right off the bat...
***here she is***



I mean...if something should happen, then I really want people to come into our home and think "DANG! This House Is SO Clean! I Wish My House Was This Clean"...and then they tell 2 friends...and they tell 2 friends...and so on...and so on...*
But I have not cleaned my car yet...it really needs a vac...and I should get my cross stitch ready so I can mess about with that over the next few days...oh forget it...that's ridiculous...I'm going to lay (lie?...I always forget the rule about that...dogs lay & people lie? or dogs lie & people lay? or is that completely Out of the Blue of My Mind?...okay...over caring about that...I'll look it up later) around, reading old magazines & watchin' movies...and I think I'm going to Bust Outta This Diet and have some Pizza...maybe a Ginger Beer Float...
In a way, I think I'm looking forward to the surgery just so I can rest for a couple of days afterwards...I'm certain Mr G is...
yawwwwnnnnn...well...see ya'll later, alligators :)
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*no lectures, please, about More Important Things in Life Than a Clean House...I get it, I truly do...but something in my upbringing has just Permanently Warped Me in This Area...it's okay...I still gaze at sunsets, play with kittens and tell my loved ones that I, um, love them :) ...

as soon as I read this issue of Veggie Times I'll know the answer to Paper or Plastic? Thank Goodness!
no, this isn't my purchase...this is just the wrappings! I know...when the package is this cute, you know what is inside is just going to be simply grand :) (get it? the play on Simply?...sigh...I know...awful)
so wonderful...I do not possess this type of vision of what some tags, ink, a stamp & some Glittery "Bling" as Jamie says can be...I'm always amazed by what creative people come up with :)
so I forgot what the second banner said...and opened it with Mr G standin' right there...crud...I was going to tack this up Sunday Morning while fixin' a beautiful Father's Day breakfast for Mr G...that is such a lie...
I might have tacked this up while Mr G went out for Dunkin' Donuts became I am not a Big Breakfast Eater or Maker...
I'll take a better pix when the banner is up on the wall or something...my back is a little fried from all the Ladder Standing (because I am the Hired Help, that's why) so my patience level is depleted...
Mungo especially likes this banner...he is so CUTE when he takes his little hands to hold things while he examines them...
the Summer Banner...a gift for SIL#3 and attached nieces and nephew...I hope takin' this banner out becomes a Summer Tradition for them...holding a lot of Summer Memories :)
Jamie also sent me some of her beautiful things last week (as a Totally Not Required Thank You But Boy Am I Happy She Did Gift)...a bracelet that is just beautiful, a handmade card and some Glittered Vintage Little Girl Tags...
I took photos for ya'll to go on this post...they stink...
Oh, Jamie...Mr G, since he was, as previously noted, STANDIN' RIGHT THERE when I opened up the package, said "she made these herself?"...that is quite the compliment :)
Moving along...more kitchen photos...yep...cats on the counter...and dishes dryin' in the sink...I thought about shooing the cats along (ladies, I gave up that fight a long time ago), drying and putting away the dishes...maybe put the rice cooker, coffee maker & carafe into the pantry and put Old Kitty's fan up (he is 19, has thyroid "issues" and thin fur...so he gets hot and he gets a fan...I expect I'll need a fan when I get that old in Human Years, too...I hope some one gets me one...but I decided that I'm Too Lazy, My Back Hurts Too Much and Why Not Let Ya'll Feel Good About Your Kitchens Compared to the Current State of Affairs in Mine :)
and yes I have a Serious Problem with tackin' stuff to the fridge...which is why I spent a good bit of time this morning messin' with that awful magnetic paint primer...I'm turning the "fake" wall beside the fridge into a Big Butt Magnetic Board...and I'm thinkin' about doing the same with my pantry doors...
oh, speakin' of Big Butts...please note my loverly blue padded swivel cushion on the stool...
I've in Serious Consideration Stage about painting the shutters black...they are So White compared to the soft white I used on the cabinets...opinions?
I'd take them down but then I would not be able to stand in front of the kitchen window at night with the sink light on...because I find that completely freaky even tho' (because?) there are only woods next to us...just creeps me out thinkin' about it...
Hey! we all have our Little Twitches, right?
the eating area adjacent to the kitchen...I need a Big Ol' Wing Chair for that spot right next to the hutch...actually, I need two...and I'm waffling about those shutters, too...
Isn't She Beautiful? White Bug sat just outside our deck door a few days ago...I don't believe I've ever seen a Moth (is she a moth?) like her before...
yes, that is Henri Henri peering at ya'll from my cabinets...which were still "tacky" from their first coat of paint...
because I needed yet another chicken ($3)to perch a top the armoire...which Mr G told me, BTW, is his armoire...silly nice man...
more vintage Christmas ornaments and that attractive crooked-up basket for a buck...can you believe any one doesn't know that vintage Christmas ornaments are 1) mega-cool and 2) mega-expensive in most places? well, I can't believe it either, but Thank Goodness :)
Just a cute cute cute basket for 50 cents...how could I not?...and don't ya'll love my Pig Planter? that is, of course, a rhetorical question...
just an old ironstone plate for 50 cents...love it against my really grubby old ironstone platter...yep, Mr G doesn't even try to figure these things out any more...
a Dolphin Bell (a quarter!)for when I have knee surgery next week...I've been practicing with it...practice makes perfect after all...I would hate to ring my bell and not have some one come running...that would be tragic...well, the neighbors might find it tragic when I have to screech at the top of my lungs for some more ice cream...you do get ice cream when you have knee surgery, right?
we do at Number 17 to lessen what has become that proverbial Carbon Footprint... 






