From the back door~

 My morning routine usually includes heading out the back door.
On the mornings that I'm not working, it is more leisurely.
Work days, it is more business--to the point. 

The dogs come with me no matter what.
Me:  Lets go check the garden and your kitties. 

{The cats live on the lanai and now belong to the dogs}
Our cat Harley needs medicine each morning for his thyroid and the other two get treats as well. 

Then we water the garden together....it is our special time.

 Harley-inside the pool lanai; Cocoa, Ozzie and I are out. 

Some of you thought my garden umbrellas were funny. (Ok, I did too) But hey, they worked. I cheated mother nature out of a few weeks by planting early. Don't tell the garden police....they are stern about NOT putting your garden in until the 2nd week of October way down here. 

  

Our first harvest!!! Ok, these plants were in last year, but they keep on producing. Eggplants & peppers oh my. 

Funny about my morning routine, I do this after work as well--aside from giving Harley his meds. 

I'm thinking of putting a cot out there by the garden.....but then again, a watched garden never grows. 

Or something like that. 

Where'd he go? Where'd he go?

Ozzie.

 Ozzie Boy...Where are you?

OZZie?  Are YOU supposed to be on Mama's couch?

What? Me? On the couch...I'm not on the couch am I? 
How'd that happen? 

Oh brother. Some battles I've just chosen to lose. The couch is one of them. 

This month we celebrate 5 years that we Adopted Ozzie from a boxer rescue group. 

Time flies when you are loved by a sweet boxer boy.

His hobbies include:
smelling Cocoa's butt,
peeing on every inch of our property,
running away from dog toys,
 following my every move OR standing in front of me,
barking at TV doorbells,
and of course sleeping on our leather sectional. 

So yeah, he is pretty much perfect.

XOXO

Well, that's annoying

Do you have someone in your life who is a constant talker as well as a constant NON listener?

They talk and talk and talk and talk about their lives, their family, what they ate for breakfast, work issues, blah blah blah. 

ON the rare occasion they realize that they don't ever shut up about themselves and will ask about your life. No sooner do you get 4 words out of your mouth, and NOW they have to 'go' do something. 

Oh, so you could talk for 40 minutes about your nonsense and you can't hang on for 2 minutes when it concerns someone other than yourself?

So yeah, thats annoying.

Honestly, I'm a great listener. I don't really NEED to talk about my stuff.
It's better if I just keep it in until it festers like an untreated wound atomic bomb.

Yep, that is the face of an atomic bomb.


LOL.
I was just kidding, I'm never annoyed.

Anything you want to get off your chest....
You know, before it explodes and makes a huge mess....computer screens are expen$ive to replace.  

Oh, and TGIF to  my favorite listening people.

XOXO

Tidy

A few weeks ago The Coach replaced some of our office drawer file hangers for me. This in turn prompted me clean out several of our office drawer/files as well as the surrounding cluttered countertops.

 I'd only asked him to replace these 4 14 times over the last 6 months.
I know, I'm SUCH a nagger, but hey, nagging gets you new drawer file hangers.
Boo-Yah.

After a few hours of cleaning up my office area, I went to work on the crafting and laundry area.

7.5 hours later and my craft/office/laundry room was pristine; you could eat off the floors and counters.

But if I catch you eating off my floors and counters, I'm going to ask what you have against dishes.
Who eats off the floor? Oh, yeah, my dogs and people who don't think anyone is watching.

 7.5 hours of cleaning. Who wants to do anything for 7.5 hours?
I had stopped calling it my craft room and renamed it the CRAP room because everyone's crap ended up there.
I put everyones crap elsewhere....mainly the recycle or donation bin.

I was THRILLED with myself for getting it back into a nice clean room again.


A few days later, Lo and I started working on ONE art project....and she started another.

I'll share photos of the art work soon...you'll want to see it even if you don't think you want to see it.

Then I was inspired to work on the 2 years worth of photos/scrapbooking that was piling up.

Of course, then I realized I was missing large quantities of photos that had to be ordered, so I was road blocked from finishing. Again, it was me and shutterfly having a moment or 27.

Today the table is a mess. Jes-usMaryandJoseph!

The moral of this story is: 
Cleaning will only inspire you to make more messes.

See, this IS NOW a learning blog with at least one moral....and I apologize because that was never my intention.

XOXO