50 Weeks to go....

...until Blogfest 2011

sigh

In the meantime, Happy Friday, y'all.

This-n-That Thursday

The Inane:

• I have too many passwords to remember.
• My new favorite expression is "harmless as a sofa."
• I could care less what Chelsea Clinton's wedding costs.
• Shark Week starts Sunday!
• I am also slightly obsessed with House Hunters and House Hunters International on HGTV. I currently would like to move to La Paz, Belize, Panama or Grand Cayman.
• I am way over the craze to put foam all over a nice dish and declare it haute cuisine.
• I am also way over the need for everyone and everything to have a brand. Can't we just be?
• How many Prevention magazines am I going to buy in the grocery checkout line before I just do what they say every time?
• I dream about Joe Scarborough and Willie Geist at least once a week. Maybe I should stop watching so much Morning Joe.
• I did traveling lunges all the way around the dog park yesterday. Ouch.

What about you? Please make me feel like there are other rambling minds out there....

Blisters, Beaux, Babies, Bud's Beach and Birds

Blogfest 2010

I miss everybody.

Tuesday Text: Parentexting™

The one where the Internet went down and my tech was at his father's, the gym, a concert and just about anywhere but here where his mother needed him:

Problem solve, he says.

gah

I may have cried at this point.

So he goes to the gym?

And his mother is still without Internet?

I may have cried again.

And the next day?

When he finally answers his mother's plea for help?

He is on his way to a concert.

It was like a bad dream.

I may have cried again.

Aaaaand. 2 1/2 hours later?

I did it!

He can just go on back to school now.

I've got this.

We are Nineteen

WHERE did you come from baby dear?

Out of the everywhere into here.

Where did you get those eyes so blue?

Out of the sky as I came through.

What makes the light in them sparkle and spin?

Some of the starry spikes left in.

Where did you get that little tear?

I found it waiting when I got here.

What makes your forehead so smooth and high?

A soft hand stroked it as I went by.

What makes your cheek like a warm white rose?

I saw something better than any one knows.

Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?

Three angels gave me at once a kiss.

Where did you get this pearly ear?

God spoke, and it came out to hear.

Where did you get those arms and hands?

Love made itself into bonds and bands.

Feet, whence did you come, you darling things?

From the same box as the cherub's wings.

How did they all just come to be you?

God thought about me, and so I grew.

But how did you come to us, you dear?

God thought about you, and so I am here.

George Macdonald

Thank you, Hilary

Be the Fountain

A kind heart is a fountain of gladness,

Making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.

~Washington Irving

1783-1859

Gah

Out of Commission over here in MPM Land.

We had quite the storm Wednesday.

Mental P has no Internets.

She is not happy.

But she is reading a lot.

And taking nice walks.

She sends her regards.

She wishes everyone a nice Friday,

and hopes to find someone who can help.

Because Mental P is ludditesque.

And that is so a word.

You cannot refudiate it.

Hurry Up Mommy!

Hurry!

A boatload of crazy ladies with cameras is coming.

They're all laughing and pointing.

Sheesh. Think they'd never been anywhere before....

Tuesday Text: Parentexting™

Wherein I am still the cook and nursemaid:

After coming home and asking for either chicken parm or meatballs, he promptly made other plans. And, you have never lived until you have to convince an 18-year-old man/boy to go to his pediatrician because he needs pink eye drops. Gah.

Don't you love how chatty he is?

Lawsy

Aquarius - July. 19, 2010

The day ahead should be excellent. You've been searching for meaning behind recent events. No doubt there have been a lot of changes both at work and at home. You're bursting with new ambition. Today, Aquarius, you're likely to put all these experiences into the hopper, stir them up, and be grateful for the thrilling life you lead right now! You may not get a specific answer. Sometimes feeling grateful is an answer all its own.

Meaning behind recent events?

I don't think there are enough doctors for that.

But this beautiful lady right up there?

The gracious, beautiful, amazing Chesapeake Bay Woman...Who allowed all the nonsense that is Blogfest into her home.

And yes, I am "grateful for the thrilling life I lead right now."

Have. Mercy.

Downward Dog

My mommy is still at Blogfest.

They are posting all their silly pictures all over Facebook.

Everybody's laughing and having all kinds of fun.

And guess what I saw?

I Love George.

Really, Mommy?

You're wearing that button all over the place?

All I have to say is that you'd better be shopping for a nice present.

Gah.

Seriously, I can't even look any more.

More Poop from Dora

My mother continues to act like a moronic college student on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay visit with her blisters at blogfest. So I thought I'd give you a little more poop from where I see things. Today, we will delve into a wee bit more of what makes me tick:

• First of all, we have the actual poop. I poop in the park. It's what I do. There are rules there. The poop has to be picked up by the accompanying human. Sometimes I like to put a poop in the very tall, tick-infested grass. My humans have a hard time finding it to pick it up in my nice purple poop bag. I am highly amused by this whole thing. Oh, and sorry for the poor quality of the poop-bags picture. It's the whole no-opposable-thumb thing I've got going. Oh, and when we get back home? All they talk about is whether or not I pooped. The whole thing is just so tiresome. Seriously. I wish they'd just go back to obsessing about the weather.

• WTF??? I do not even think so. They can just think again if I'm getting in that stupid van for a bath. Ain't no way in H-E-Double-Toothpicks. Uh unh.

When I found this picture on my mother's computer, I just about packed up my toys and headed for the door. But, who am I kidding? I am so in charge here it isn't even funny. Suckers.

• And here, we have me practicing my aloof-ness. The cat taught me. Good, right?

This-n-That Thursday

Blogfest!

• Cooler? Check
• Sunscreen? Check
• Muu Muus? Check
• Wi

Okay. Let's just stop this mess right now. My mommy thinks she can just post all her flippy little Blogfest packing items and skip on out of here? Well guess what? I am in charge of this here blog until she gets back. She cannot do a thing about it because she has no wireless down there. Her cell phone doesn't work until she gets to Gwynn's Island on Saturday. Heh.

Blogfest-Schlogfest. You want some This-n-That? Here:

• I hate that new "weight control" kibble you make me eat. I am not fat.
• And that baby talk? Gah. I am not a baby.
• And I sniff stuff because I am a dog. You named me Dora the Explorer. Helloooo? I'm explorin'. Mkay?
• I would like lots more treats, too. And pretzels.
• And those baths? They are no good. I hate them.
• You cannot take me to the park too much.
• Yes, I must sleep touching a part of your body. All night.
• We don't ever need to go to that V-E-T place ever again. I'm good.
• I would like a new marrow bone every time you return from the grocery store.
• I am sick and tired of all the fancy collars, too. I'm a dog, not a dress up doll.
• And I bark sometimes. Get over it. You baby talk. Gah.

So you just go to your dumb blogfest, Mommy. I've got this.

Mathews, VA--5 Day Forecast

Tomorrow Jul 15	Friday Jul 16	Saturday Jul 17	Sunday Jul 18	Monday Jul 19
Partly Cloudy	Scattered Thunderstorms	T-storms	T-storms	Mostly Cloudy
Hi: 90° Lo: 76°	Hi: 89° Lo: 77°	Hi: 88° Lo: 76°	Hi: 88° Lo: 74°	Hi: 89° Lo: 74°

I have decided to ignore the Thunderstorm one.

Gwynn's Island Barbecue will go off without a hitch.

Now, I just need to find a suitcase large enough for all my medications and ointments.

Stay tuned for further Blogfest ramblings.

Nuthin'

I got it.

Good thing Blogfest is in two more sleeps....

Because we all know that what happens at Blogfest, gets spread all over the Internets.

Two sleeps.

Seat Belts Fastened?

Aquarius Daily Horoscope for July 12, 2010

You're feeling a little too settled in your thinking today -- that is often a danger sign for you! Still, you might want to roll with it for a while, as the ensuing cataclysm could have delightful consequences!

Only an Aquarius can have the words "ensuing cataclysm" and "delightful consequences" in the same sentence. Blisters beware.

Great and Small

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

~~Cecil Frances Alexander

Summertoes

"Think of the magic of that foot, comparatively small, upon which your whole weight rests. It's a miracle, and the dance...is a celebration of that miracle." ~ Martha Washington

Happy Friday

A real man is a woman's best friend.

He will never stand her up and never let her down.
He will reassure her when she feels insecure and comfort her after a bad day.
He will inspire her to do things she never thought she could do; to live without fear and forget regret.

He will enable her to express her deepest emotions and give in to her most intimate desires.

He will make sure she always feels as though she's the most beautiful woman in the room and will enable her to be the most confident, sexy, seductive, and invincible.

No wait... sorry... I'm thinking of wine.

Never mind.

Blister love--Blogfest in 6 days!

This-n-That Thursday

Just drivel:

• Today has dawned grey and foggy and drizzly. This is wonderful news.
• I came in second place at Bridge last night. This, too, is wonderful news.
• I had my car serviced yesterday, and while I waited in the fancy little waiting area, a woman stared at me. For two hours. It was awful.
• Why do dogs have to sniff everything?
• One week from today, the coven of Blisters reconvenes on the Chesapeake Bay.
• I have to give my elevator speech in one hour and I am still in my pajamas. Not good.
• Why does printer ink cost so much?
• My parrot attacked my hair yesterday as I bent down to feed him.
• I love those Viactiv calcium and vitamin D chewy things.
• That eyeglass commercial where the woman is calling her cat to come to bed and a raccoon comes in makes me laugh every time. At this rate, a Dean Martin/Jerry Lewis movie would probably send me over the edge. I need a job.
• I wonder how roasted parrot tastes.....

How Charming

That is one well-bred young lady right there. Not. And she should thank her lucky stars. The judge probably saved her life by throwing her sorry self in the big house for 90 days. Maybe she can get cleaned up now. Maybe.

Busted

Perri Meno-Pudge

At least we all wear the same size shoe....