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Window Shopping

Liz hasn’t been window shopping in a while. So I figured I’d fill in today. Because there’s nothing I like more than shopping. Well, that’s not strictly true, but shopping is definitely high on the list of things I enjoy.  Disclaimer: I am affiliated with NONE of these companies. I’m just sharing what I like.

This lovely Cour D’Artur dress, is available at Pyramid Collection .

My Steam Lady Ensemble

And what’s life without a kicky steampunk outfit from Clockwork Couture?  Because I love me some steampunk.


For the Doctor Who enthusiast, here’s a lidded TARDIS mug (I confess I own one of these), your very own Dalek, and an adorable Adipose stress toy. You can get the mug and the stress toy from Think Geek. Don’t know where you’d find the Dalek, but if you Google it, you should be in like Flynn.

Alice Cooper Onesie

For the baby who has everything, you can’t go wrong with this Alice Cooper onesie from Fly Clothing.

Not All Who Wander Are Lost - Sterling Silver and Leather Unisex Cuff, 8.5-inch length

For the Tolkien fan, this lovely bracelet reminds us that “not all who wander are lost.”

A product thumbnail of Quidditch Golden Snitch Necklace by Noble Collection

Here’s a kicky flying snitch necklace, to attract the attention of Quidditch lovers everywhere.

Betsey Johnson - Caseyy

How can you pass up these cute Betsey Johnson pumps? Purple! Shoes!

And I want a Kitchenaid Mixer so desperately–I’m going to get one when we move back home.


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One of the benefits of staying up far too late on a Saturday night is that I get to read PostSecret before I go to bed. I also have all my October book reviews and posts for Quirky Girls written and scheduled. And I am sitting here with Wayne’s World on television while I write this post.

Rob Lowe is such a gorgeous man, and he plays the slimiest sleazeball in Wayne’s World. Like if he touched me, I’d have to go take a shower. Ugh.

So here’s what’s been happening lately:

Scout has chronic kidney failure. We’d hoped it was acute, which could mean that he could still have a nice long life. However, he’s not doing well. He won’t eat. I have to force feed either baby food or Ensure several times a day. Every now and then when I present him with a plate, he’ll eat a few bites, maybe a few tablespoons, which gets me all happy until the next time when he just turns away from it. His breath is just horrendous–it’s his body putting out phosphorus, which has something to do with the kidney failure.  We’re giving him all the medicines the vet has prescribed, and he has to have fluids via IV every day. He sleeps a lot, and is very lethargic, but he’s still his sweet lovable self.

Emmylou, on the other hand, has grown like a weed. Where Scout has lost about half of his body weight, Emmylou has doubled. She’s healthy, active, energetic, sweet, lovable, playful–she’s just a joy to be around. And she’s been so sweet with Scout. She knows he doesn’t have the energy and strength to play with her, so she has backed off of the rough-and-tumble play they used to enjoy. But they’ll be curled up, butt to butt, on the sofa or in their dog bed, sleeping soundly together.  She also enjoys sitting out on our patio, so while I’m home during daylight hours, I leave the patio door propped open so she can go in and out as she pleases.

I’ve been ill this week. I didn’t go to work on Wednesday because I had been vomiting Tuesday night and much of the day Wednesday. I went in for two memorable hours on Thursday, leaving after I had to vomit into my trash can at my desk because I didn’t have time to get down the hall to the restroom. Fortunately, I sit in BFE, and no one at all sits anywhere near me, so I didn’t feel bad about leaving my trash can. There honestly wasn’t much time to think about it, frankly. Today’s Saturday–well, Sunday, technically–and I made it through the day without vomiting once! Yay!

I got my hair done today. I’d had the appointment scheduled since the last time I got it done, and was a little nervous, not knowing if I would be able to make it without having to sprint to the restroom. Fortunately, as I say, I made it. I did get a little queasy on the way home, but I chalk that up to not having had solid food since Monday. I ate a little bit, and it definitely made the queasy go away.  And my hair looks fabulous! I love my hairstylist.

I also lost a nice bit of weight this week. Granted, it’s not the ideal way to lose weight, but hey, I’ll take what I can get! 🙂  I’m hopeful that tomorrow morning when I get back on the scale, because I obsessively weigh myself every morning, I’ll have broken into my next little weight goal. I set 10-pound goals for myself, and I’ve been stuck in this 10 pound range for what seems like forever.

My stomach just rumbled quite loudly. Which reminds me of the day I was out walking with Emmylou, and I farted.  It was just a little squeaky fart, but she looked at me with this startled expression on her face. It was very cute.

Speaking of cute, here’s a gratuitous photo of Emmylou looking her cute best:


Isn’t she adorable? She was looking at me, and her ears were perked up, and she just sat there until I got my camera phone aimed and captured.

Scout has trouble getting up onto the bed like he used to, so for the first few days that Joe was out of town, I slept on the couch so he could be with me, sleeping in his little Scout bed. But Friday morning I woke up twisted into knots because both dogs had gotten onto the couch with me. I went to the pet store and picked up a set of steps so that he can walk up onto the bed. So last night I slept in the bedroom. He wouldn’t take the steps, which made me sad, because at home he used to run up the steps onto the bed all t he time, but I just picked him up and put him in bed. Emmylou hopped up; I lay down and held the covers up so they could snuggle underneath, and we all went to sleep.  Scout got down and went into the living room at some point, because that’s where he was when I woke up.  Right now he’s sleeping in his bed and Emmylou is sleeping on the couch, and I’m sitting in the armchair listening to the rain.

That’s right, I said rain!!!!!!!  I love autumn, and the first few rains of the season just make my heart happy. It’s like all the dust and heat and ennui of the summer get washed away, and I perk up and have energy again. So yay for the rain!

Amethyst had been planning to come to dinner Friday night, but I was still sick enough that we had to reschedule for next Friday night. I’m hoping that Joe’s in town, so that Amethyst and I can go out to a movie or something after dinner.  I feel guilty if I leave Scout alone for too long right now. It’s already to the point that if I can’t tell that he’s breathing, I shake him frantically until I wake him up. Of course, then I feel guilty for waking him up. Guilt. It’s what I do best.

Kidding. Sort of.

Anyway, I’m going to eat a couple of crackers to tame the monster in my stomach, and try to get some sleep. Tomorrow I’ve got to do all the housework I let slide while I’ve been sick this week.

Alice Cooper is singing “Feed My Frankenstein.” I love Alice Cooper. I love the Ramones. My Ramone’s music–well, all my music, really–is on the hard drive from my last laptop, which was in my bedroom when our house caught fire. It wasn’t in my bedroom the last time I was in there going through things, so I’m desperately hoping that the Mooring Co. took it as part of the things they’re going to restore. So just for future reference, when iTunes asks you if you want to back up your music, um, do it. Otherwise you might find yourself in a situation where you have a new laptop and you never moved it over from your old one, and you don’t have any of your music. (And I do have CD’s, but they are also, presumably, at the Mooring Co getting cleaned and restored. So I’m kinda hosed in the music front.)

I don’t know if it’s a side effect of the disease, or the drugs he’s taking, but Scout gets the most disgustingly stinky gas. It comes in waves. It just waved, and I’m gagging.

How’s this for a chain-of-thought post? At least I haven’t been on Ambien for years, so when I decide to blog at 2:20 a.m., it’s at least spelled correctly and has coherent sentences, even if they’re rambly.

Love to you all! Party on!

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funny puns - But WHO is He, Really?

funny puns - You Couldn't Be More Ron

Just a Suggestion...

Touché, Harry. Touché.

Wanna hear

it is I Darth weener.

Cue Funky Technotronic Musakz

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Miscellaneous Thoughts:

Toddlers & Tiaras exists only to give people a feeling of moral superiority. At least, that’s my opinion. Because when I watched that the other day, I felt rather smug to know that I would NEVER do such things to a child.

Dogs in a hotel room: the farther away from the training pad, the messier the poop. I’m just sayin’.

Summer in Texas: why do people hope this summer breaks the records set in 1980? Because seriously, I’d be thrilled if it suddenly turned 84 degrees for a high.

Shopping: When you have no clothes, you must go shopping for clothes. You may think you’d enjoy that, but if you’re me, you’d be wrong. You enjoy spending time with your sister. But the actual trying on of clothes isn’t so fun. It makes you sweat. And when there are bajillions of people in the mall, you get a little testy.

Mall Food: If there are too many people in line to feel like going anywhere, at least at Grapevine Mills, just walk along the perimeter (I think I spelled that wrong but don’t feel like checking) and take a free sample from every place that’s offering one. That should be enough to hold you for a while.  And the blended coconut almond joy frappe is disgustingly sweet, so don’t even bother.

Rose quartzes: They are lovely, as are the sisters who give them to their sisters.

Forever 21: They have plus size clothes! Woohoo! They’re junior plus sizes, which means if you’re a women’s plus size, you have to go up a size to have it fit you, but they’re very cute. And yes, they have a lot of things that are too young for me, but they also have plenty of things that are not. And they’re cheap.

Weight Loss: Somehow I managed to drop 4 pounds since the housefire. I’m not going to complain about that, trust me.

Oatmeal: Some chocolate chips and walnuts make it almost edible. As in I had a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast, with chocolate chips and walnuts. And some brown sugar. And milk. Because I’m thinking of going veg again.

That is all. You may now return to your regularly scheduled life.

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Problem solved!

Before I say anything else, I’d better tell you that this is NOT a sponsored post or any of that nonsense. I just like to share the love. Okay? Okay.

That being said, go to this site: Hip-T.  I won’t pretend to speak for anyone else, but I’m a little busty. Not as busty as I was pre-reduction, but you know, there’s plenty up there still. And my shirts have a tendency to shrink a bit. Some I just won’t wear because they’re short enough that if I were to lift my arms more than an inch, they’d show way more of my gut than anyone wants to see, trust me. Others I’ll wear, but am always tugging down on them, trying to keep the gut covered.  And jeans are lower rise than they used to be, so sitting down can be perilous, especially for those who wear what I lovingly refer to as butt floss.

The inventive minds behind Hip-T went to work, and created a tube-top looking thingie that you wear under your shirt/over your jeans. It gives you a nice layered look without having to wear a complete extra layer (summers are hot here in Texas), and they have a nice variety of colours in the basic style, and a few colours with lace trim. 

I was excited to find it, and figured I’d share the love. Let me know what you think!

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