Harold Ramis dead at 69 of complications from autoimmune inflammatory vasculitis
Harold Ramis, the man behind numerous blockbuster films such as Ghostbusters and Groundhog’s Day,…
He was 85.
A true comedy genius, he passed away at the age of 91.
The former child star and diplomat has passed away at age of 85.
Why do I say that?
Because my niece just adopted two cats, and she brought them home to her dogs.
DOGS AND CATS, LIVING TOGETHER!!
I am a dog person, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate a fluffy bundle of cat. And as we acquire a larger menagerie each year, going from one dog to two dogs, two pythons, and a golden mouse, things get a bit more complicated. But for some reason I really do have a block against having cats and dogs living together. I don’t understand why, seeing as Hubby grew up with inside dogs and outside cats, and we had an outside cat population as well. Maybe Ghostbusters had an even more profound effect n me than I previously thought.
And how do your pets get along with each other? Is it all cuddles and purrs, or hisses and growls?
Heh, what a title, and I am sure y’all went in a different tangent.
It’s that dreaded so-called holiday, Valentine’s Day. Which if Hallmark was honest, it would tell you St. Valentin was imprisoned, beaten, stoned and eventually beheaded.
All’s fair in love… Forget it.
Anyway, one of the more popular gifts to give a sweetheart is scent. I have several bottles on my dresser. By “several”, I mean eleven. And that’s not counting the ones on the bathroom counter and the ones still in their boxes. Of all the scents, I have only purchased two for myself, so don’t think I am obsessed. It’s just that it’s an easy gift and the bottles make for a happy Aggie. But that doesn’t meant they are all hits, either. Some of them are downright stinkers and for the life of me, I can’t understand why anyone would pay $60 for a bottle of perfume (I’m looking at you, bottle of L’Eau D’Issey) that smells like donkey sweat distilled in grapes.
So my friends, what is y’all’s favorite scents to wear, if any? And what are some that should be eradicated from this planet?
I had all the time in the world and now I look at the calendar and see I have ONE MORE DAY to get everything organized and wrapped and shipped out and stuff cooked and baked and call people and go around the neighborhood dropping off goodies and packing and cleaning and dusting and doing even MOAR laundry and clearing out empty boxes and making sure that Santa can find his way from the chimney to the tree with no dog obstacles.
That will be the most difficult thing to accomplish.
But for now I am drinking my coffee and trying to calm down. It does me no good to stress about unforeseen crap. And let’s face it: if I stress out, the kids rebel and Hubby goes into hiding in Diablo III. And I am not going to give him the satisfaction until after Christmas.
This is the Empire of Aggie. I am Empress, Dictator, and Queen. Ergo, “Because I Said So” is reason enough.
Honestly, I got nuthin’.
Had a bad day yesterday and feeling down today, so talk amongst yourselves for now.
Oh, and I’m not a cat person, but this made me spew my coffee.
So, how’s your Friday going??
I want to give up. I can’t, but I want to.
Hubby is a very, very difficult person for whom to shop. He still has gifts I gave to him for Christmas and birthday in boxes, some still in the wrapping. It doesn’t matter if the gift is work-oriented, hobby-oriented, or just for fun. Most of the time they just molder away, until I find a use for them.
I have yet to figure out where to place the tabletop Zen garden he got three years ago.
I understand that some people have everything they could need or want within reason, and that makes things difficult. I also get that some people are so reserved that no one ever knows what to get them. Which leads me to ask: what is the worst gift you have ever given and/ or received?
And fruitcake doesn’t count