So I decided to take another nap to see if Jujube would contact me again....

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.........ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ   etc.

Meet Jujube....my long lost baby twin sister. SOB!!!

I had a dream about her last night.....

I dreamed that she told me she is in trouble....really bad trouble!

I'm so worried, bloggee's!  She was my BFF for the first 8 weeks of our lives then POOF!!  We went to Evanston and then she was swooped out in one fell SWOOP (!) and she was gone.  I was all alone. She had been chosen and I was left on the shelf, so to speak.   SOB! SOB! SOB!

Fake News

Fake,fake, fake, fake!  All better. Not sick.

Winter Blues

Enough said. Groundhogs!  Ugh!

Our Favorite Place

We Think So

But Pip is pretty quiet about it.  "For me to know and you to discover."

"x Az" ????

"x Az"    What does this mean?

Pip was banging away on his computer today and I couldn't help but notice what he was looking up.  This is an odd one.

What does that mean or....represent?

Does it have something to do with the oncoming....asteroid??

Something about a Sunny Day

This is a dream haunted house in Galena on Park Avenue.

Its really scary.  Are you scared?  I went on a ghost walk there one rainy night a few years ago.  I had my own umbrella but there were people there without one so I had to give mine up to them and be carried like a nerd.
We went to the cemetery - I think I saw a ghost.  'Crawled in through the fence.
The history teacher who was our guide said a rich lady's husband died and she lived up the hill. She had a headstone built SO HIGH that she could see it from her bedroom window.  Cool!

Definitely interesting....

if you like a challenge that is....now just how would I find my peepee papers in the middle of the night?  I'd need a Google map or something...

Well, we have been checking out a lot of houses but

a Hello Kitty house - now that is something really bizarre.....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Goody! Going out to look for "open houses" today

Maybe I'll find one with a YUUUUGE yard ....and "garbage box" - whatever that is.  Seems to be something that goes with a "yard" which I'm getting an idea about.
Its a place that is like "walkee's" but without a harness and there is a wall around it - no not like that bad "wall" - a good wall that keeps bad people out!

From Phoumi: Listen, Kid!

Spot was a dog from the fifties.  Times change.  You can't be jumping up on garbage cans and running all over the neighborhood doing, I daresay, you know what.  I am your grand-puppy ancestor or something like that.  There is a bond there, I know that.

Another piece of advice.  Don't trust Golden Retrievers.  They are evil.  Worse than Standard Poodles.  Trust me on that one.  Bitter experience.

And don't be making fun of the picture.  See what you look like when you are 35 years old.

Per psychic telecommunication from the "old man" himself, "Spot" McGonigal

a "yard" is this:


-Belongs to YOU and no one ELSE

-You can do ANYTHING you want in YOUR "yard" and that means ANYTHING (!) sans "blue bag" if you want to know, nosey!!

-Oh - I forgot to say - a "yard" is big....really big....as fur as the eye can see - and then some.

-Did I say its ALL MINE???  Well, per Mr Spot McGonigal -it is.

-Secret advice from Spot - if you ever need to ESCAPE and feel the wild wind blowing in your long hairy fur....or long furry hair....just jump on the "garbage box" and go man go!!!!

-Er...."garbage box???"  

Here we go again.....

Is this the "house o' the future" for me?

They are talking about getting a new house. With a yard for me. Hmmmmmm.....sounds good.
Er....what's a "yard?"

Well, I certainly am on the horns of a dilemma...

I could try to finagle a way to miniaturize myself somehow..and go back to 3" tall and get my step uncle's credit card from the Cystal Terrarium Gobe - but why??  I guess so I could order a bunch of stuff on Amazon that I "need!!."  LOL
See, ole bloggee,  I left it behind accidentally in the Globe when I went to rescue one Colonel Mustardo who went down there for some reason or other.....I just can't recall!  Its all so STUPID!!
Now what I COULD to is just mull things over in front of the cozy fireplace for a while, on my favorite afghan AND  have a 'boilermaker" and just cogitate.....

I wonder if this book I just borrowed from the Public Library

will be able to help get me BACK into the snow globe and get past the scary Globemaster thing so I can retrieve "my" credit card.  It fell out of my pocket when I was so rudely EVICTED the day before yesterday by the aforementioned SCARY thing - see photo above.  At that time I was booted back to my abode and WHO knows WTF happened to the Colonel Mustard (see below.)

As you recall I had to go IN to the snow globe to help that old goat, Colonel Mustard, who SOMEHOW, wound up in same globe when HE went down the secret passage to try to find my scrumptious, one of kind, peanut butter cookies as some SNEAK thief pilfered them from my apt right around Xmas.  Whew!  That's a long story I won't be repeating so, bloggee, you better WRITE IT DOWN!

Anyway,  my big problem is that I've eaten all of the Magic Muffin and crumbs which I nibbled on to make myself small enough to get into the snowglobe.  Bottomline, now  I can't get back in THAT way anymore.  Here is a photo of Col. Mustard, a Teddy Roosevelt clone, for sure.

The slightly AWKWARD thing is that it wasn't exactly MY credit card that fell out of my little pocket.  It was one that I .....obtained....from my step uncle's safe deposit box - don't ask its a long story - so if I EVER want to order anything again (!) I will HAVE to get that card back and quick, too!

There is only a tiny window of opportunity for me to slip in to the globe via that crack I found in its underside - and scoop it up!  I will have to wait til the scary Globemaster is asleep first, of course...
Now let my make a nice cuppa warm milk, sit by the fire on my afghan, and read this book!  Don't come back for AT LEAST a day!  Good bye!!!

Twosies

What to do?  That pesky credit card, might have to go back to the snow globe. Meanwhile...

What can I say?  Liver.  Salmon. Snow peas.  The perfect snack.  Forget about sushi.  That's a pipedream, a chimera, like peanut butter cookies.  This is the real thing.  But then again, sushi, miso, what to do, what to do?

Nothing better than a BIG BOWL of miso soup first....then.....

Yum!

Then some sushi!  I LOVE sushi.  Godzilla and Pink Lady......ooooh.....what is the website for Grub Hub so I can order me some up.
Gotta find my credit card, I know I had it in my pocket along with the crumbs from the Magick Muffin when I was in the snow globe.............UH OH!!!

Awake and Hungry