Our tale today begins yesterday morning when I and the two pups were beginning the morning routine, up, out, breakfast, upstairs, shower... you get the idea. Well this routine had a major interrupt known as puppy present on the carpet. Now I cannot prove which of my darlings had a midnight run but I have my suspicions... can't do anything about it but clean up the mess... which I do. No harm no foul (well it was foul smelling and generally gross.. you get the idea)
ANY- who... that tended we fast forward to our evening... we are enjoying dinner in aka Pizza and salads, and watching Penguins skate around like figure skaters... HEY NANCY IT'S A PUCK SHOOT IT.... in the midst of all this one puppy is moving blankets about and oh look... another puppy surprise! Yeah... Bubba in his usual helpful manner starts to yell at the dogs... now we didn't see oops occur and I suspect this could have been a buried present from the morning deposit from early today... so kick the dogs outside just to be on the safe side... I get the stuff to clean up the mess, we realize there is more 'present' on the blanket and (wait for it) Bubba leans over and says... "This is dirty too you'll have to wash it..." No, I am not making this up. Who could? As I crouched over smelly gooey pile number 2 of the day he pulls out this little gem? I'm going to have to wash a blanket with dog mess on it? No! Really Captain Obvious - it never occurred to me... and those were the actual words mutter by me... which just makes C.O. cranky. What the heck does he have to be cranky about? He's not cleaning up the mess? He's not washing the blanket... he's merely being his usual helpful self... "you're going to have to wash this.." I so desperately want to go pat his head and help him back to his chair, "thank you dear I would have had no clue what to do next if you hadn't told me... I'm so thankful to have you here..."
Now hit the fast forward button to this morning... there are a lot of dishes in the sink, and generally my kitchen is a mess... it's been a long week and several nights Aunt Ing has so NOT been in the mood to deal with dishes... as such there was a mess and it was listed on my things to do today... (that and we were out of plates so it was kinda a must do...). Now as we were starting our day I mentioned the kitchen as one of my things to get done early today... in comes.... (ta-da-duh) Captain Obvious... as I walk downstairs showered and dressed, walking into the kitchen... he says... "boy this is a mess you better get this cleaned up." Insert head slap here. Not to mention complete dumbfound-ed-ness... then a smirk as I knew I had a good story to post today... yeah it's come to that...
As I stood in the kitchen looking at our beloved hero I could just smile and say, "yes dear as previously stated a mere 10 minutes ago this on the to do list..." And frankly I give myself a great deal of credit for not picking up the heavy skillet and bashing his head in... or at least ringing his bell really really hard. You know cartoon style.. boing... tweety birds and stars... hey it's my picture I get to enjoy it. hee hee hee...
Well back to the grind of a Saturday, (the kitchen is already clean...) bills and the like... can life get any more exciting?
Oh - way to go boys - you Penguins are taking notes from the Steelers... waiting until the end of the flipping game to make things interesting.. who needs an exercise class I get more racing heart moments with my sports teams... I should have the cardiac system of a teenager. Oh - and they play again tonight... there will be stretching before the National Anthem, please be on time.
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