Changes, Geez.

I borrowed this image the other day.  It is so true isn't it.  Besides I am a bit tired to pull up pictures AFTER spending hours upon hours trying to change my blog a little.  I finally gave up and just posted another picture for my banner.  Maybe it's my age that makes change hard.
I bet you thought I was going to talk about my house being for sale, nope, not going to bring that up right now.
But my sweet little bug got a little dent yesterday.  While at the library with Little O someone must have slammed their car door into the side.  When I first saw it I thought ice cream had been spilled on it.  Well, little O and I had ice cream too.  We both had it all over us afterwards.  I thought maybe I was still dripping.  Nope, white paint.  They could have at least left a note saying I am sorry.  But who does that right.
I can actually say, today I feel better.  That has been awhile since I felt that way.  And that was after a late night with O.....her dad picked her up at 11;30 p.m.  When she woke up and realized she was leaving she got a pouty lip and started to cry.  Made me sad.  But this little girl is unbelievable.  She doesn't like toys or books.  She likes to destroy things.  Not kidding.
Oops, off the subject.  I hadn't gotten my head on the pillow til the nightmare began.  Izzy, the Yorkie, proceeding to get sick all over our bed.  Just got things changed and lights out and again and again.  Geez.  That poor girl has some issues.  Thinking of switching to a different vet that could at least tell me why she has so many things wrong.  She was pretty much out of it til afternoon.  I made her white rice and added a little pumpkin to it.  She loved it.  So far, shouldn't even say that, no problems.  But I am just about to head to bed.  It is almost 11 p.m.  Truthfully since that surgery I have been crawling into bed around 9 p.m.  I usually lay there til one or two before I fall asleep.  I hate it. 
Speaking of doggies and vets my grandpuppy Rudy had surgery this week.  The "fix" plus he had cherry eyes  Poor little guy has a cone head now.  When he sees me he goes nuts.  He really does.  He wants me to hold him.  I got up to answer the phone and he jumped into my chair and barked at me til I came back.  Makes me feel good.  But he is a bit sorry looking right now and that makes me sad.
Speaking (sorry, I just said that word) of making someone feel good.  A sweet blogging friend messaged me today.  I had to read it twice.  Her spell check misfired.  The first line said, " You are hot."  LOL.   She has been in a lot of pain following her surgery.  I asked her if she was on pain pills and then told her to check her message.  She was embarrassed, hah. Hey, I took it as a compliment.  Sorry, friend, I had to tell this story.
Today was also the first day in ages that I was kid free.  I actually had the day of surgery and the day after without kids, hah.  What did I do.  I got some groceries......wow, we had been depleted after the 8 day visit and family gatherings.  I also mopped floors, yep exciting huh.  I wanted to go junking but after checking my bank account I decided I couldn't.  Why do impulse online buying frenzies add up so fast.  Yikes.  But my cotton stems have arrived.  So did my no bark collars.  Still waiting on the rest of the things.
Oh, I am having a big giveaway next week.  I am destashing.  There will be rubber stamps and embellishments.  I can't sell things but boy am I getting good at giving things away.  And......it feels good.  My grandson's teacher came yesterday.  I felt like a store clerk boxing up things for her classroom.
Plans for the week-end.  Some rest for my hubby.  We will work around the house unless it rains.  We have a gift card for a diner/movie that we need to use if it does.
So friends, I am off to my side of the bed.  Hubby sleeps hugging one edge and me the other.  The dogs get the whole middle.  Piper, the Springer, is now in our bed.  The fireworks did him in so we gave in. 
Have a good week-end.

P.S.  That's not me in the picture with the bug.  Just thought I should clarify that.