Jan 18 2008
Cuteness Revisited
Archive for January, 2008
Jan 18 2008
Daily Chuck-a-like
OK, so let me see if I understand the premise…
Heather hold treats & props over CoCo & Chuck’s heads until they turn their heads a certain way, and then she snaps the photo? OK, got it. What? Oh please, if a dog can do it…
There. What? The other way? Fine.
There. Happy? Now give me that camera so I can go take my night nap.
=^..^=Jan 18 2008
I miss George
I used to live in beautiful Lakeland, FL.
Lakeland is a wonderful city. It’s just about right… not so small that you don’t have all the amenities of a big city, but not so big that you have all the horrors of a really big city (crime, traffic, etc.). Although, when I left nearly 2 years ago, it had crossed the imaginary line in my head for “too big for me”. When I first moved to Lakeland it had under 50,000 residents. It is now over 90,000. I actually had to put on my turn signal to turn into my own driveway or risk being rear-ended.
Lakeland is located nearly in the center of the state and midway between Tampa & Orlando. It is the lightning capital of the US. As its’ name implies, it has many beautiful lakes. Two of my favorites, where I spent many evenings under the stars, are Lake Mirror and Lake Morton. Lakeland has also lots to offer in the way of Arts & Entertainment, including a marvelous Symphony Orchestra, Museums and great dining.
During my 15 years living in Lakeland, the city hired professionals to totally revitalize the downtown area. It is a marvelous place to eat, shop, enjoy the parks or just stroll the sidewalks and many outdoor Bistros.
But what I really miss about Lakeland is George. George was my “go-to guy” for wine.
There is a tiny wine store tucked away in an old plaza on the southside. It is there that you will find Vintage Wine Cellars, and it is there that you will find George.
I am a member of the Wine Taster’s Guild, or I was. Since moving to Georgia I have not found a wine store who offers Wine Pairings or even Wine Tastings, never mind Taster’s Guild membership. To my utter amazement, when I received my first membership card in the mail I discovered that Bronson Mela, the then esteemed owner of Vintage Wine Cellars, had the dubious distinction of being Chapter #001 of the Taster’s Guild. (Don’t I have fancy pants now, eh?) And as brilliant as Bronson was when it came to really knowing wine, George knew my preferences. Bronson mentored George well over the years; George is no wine slouch, either.
The most wonderful thing I love about George? All I had to do was call George and ask him to mix me a case. Presto! An hour later I’m watching George load the wine into my car - Thoughtfully hand picked just for me, packed in a case and my credit card billed; all by George. Seriously, how cool is that? Never once was I disappointed in George’s choices for me. He really understood the types of wines I especially enjoy.
I may have to take a drive to Lakeland again soon. I feel the need to reconnect with some dear friends. But, George, I miss you most of all! And George, my Spiegelau Vino Grande no longer runneth over. It is empty. Salute.Jan 17 2008
A Supply of Stimulant
I always keep a supply of stimulant handy in case I see a snake–which I also keep handy.
–W. C. Fields
Jan 17 2008
Thursday Thirteen #1 - 13 Cute Things We Do
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Sit on our Mom’s dinner chair just before she sits down to dinner
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Run to the condo when Mom hollers “Who wants some?”
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Meet Mom at the door and roll over onto our backs when Mom comes in every night after work
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Help Mom edit her work on the computer monitor
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Check to make sure nothing is hiding in the closet before Mom goes in to get her clothes
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Help Mom make the bed just the way we like it
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Jump up on the sink whenever the water is running
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Show Mom where our food bowls go when she hollers “Who’s hungry?”
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Help count all the Temptations bags when Mom gets home from shopping
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Help stack all the Stinky Goodness cans neatly
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Pose patiently when Mom wants to take pictures of our cuteness
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Greet all our visitors with Purrs and Leg Rubs when they arrive
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Hop up onto the bed when Mom hollers “Let’s go to bed boys”
Me-owser, we thought this would be hard, but apparently it’s quite difficult to limit to our Cuteness to just 13 Things. =^..^=
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Jan 17 2008
Thursday Thirteen #1 - 13 Things I hope to accomplish in 2008
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Thirteen Things about WillThink4Wine
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Jan 16 2008
wut fish?
Guest Contributor: SisterDear3
On another note, Fisherman Thomas, yes, that is the career of the week, decided that he wanted to put his goldfish ”Dorothy”, in her very own bowl. He also decided that all of Kevin’s fish should live together as a “Family”.
So, somewhere around 3 am, he found another bowl, reached in and fished out poor Dorothy, who safely made it into her very own home. He then took the other two fish from his bowl and attempted to create a fish family for Kevin. I woke up at this point and put him back to bed.
In the morning, Kevin’s large white goldfish “Fred”, was not in the bowl. I asked Thomas where he was, he said, “Is he in the toilet?”
Poor Fred.
Later that day, while I was lying on the couch, Keven bent over and said, “What’s this?” Yes, it was indeed poor Fred. We then gave him a proper goldfish sendoff to fish heaven.
Oh well, I wonder what next weeks career will be?
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