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Terrier Tuesday ... Wednesday... Almost Thursday... The Wait, What Day Is This? Edition

Omygoodness, Dear Readers!

Alpha has been so busy! And you know how much she loves to be busy, but I tell you, she hardly has time to feed me, let alone take me for Nice Walks! And she HOGS the computer so I can't get my blogging time. She either sits there ignoring me with her headphones on, or she's gone. 

And of course, I'm not the only one who is neglected. She let out a faint little screech the other day when she realized that she had LET HER 8TH BLOGIVERSARY pass by without even remembering it or mentioning it! How is that even possible, I ask you?! That woman has blogged faithfully most all the days of eight years, and then boom, nothing! Eight YEARS! How is a little Yorkie of only three-and-a-half years supposed to compete with that? Does that mean she is going to just dump me, too?!

I despair.

I'm fading away fast, I tell you. Soon you will have to stage an intervention, I fear.  

Well, last weekend was fun, anyway. We had a guest. We had another cutie-pie little Yorkie, Chloe, here for a sleepover on the weekend. She's so pretty and sweet.

But I'm a lot louder, and I'm really GOOD at getting in the way if Alpha and David are saying nice things to Chloe, so I'm not sure which is better. I think probably ME. 

See how cute we are together?  Alpha would like you to know that it wasn't all that easy to corral the two of us. Or so she says. So it took a couple of biscuits. BIG DEAL.

Sorry this photo is a bit dark, but Alpha says she doesn't have time to fix it. And here I am, as you can see, in my usual place where I'm supposed to be, which is RIGHT IN THE FRONT.

You know. 

So ohmygosh, Alpha is prepping to caption a speech of an interesting visitor -- make that two -- over the next couple of days, but that's all I can say about it under pains of NO MORE BISCUITS from She Who Runs This Place. 

Suffice it to say, she's kind of excited. And Excited Alpha is good. As long as I stay out of her way. And I'd suggest you do, too, if you want your biscuit!

Love and kisses,

 

Mr. Jefferies

 

 

 

 

Terrier Tuesday -- The Toys Edition

 

Dear Readers,

I hope you will forgive me for being late at my blogging today, but it turns out the camera battery was dead and we had to charge it so we could post pictures of me, since we know that's mostly what you come here for.

 

 

And then, once we got the battery charged, for some strange reason the photos would not upload to the computer from the camera. So we had to figure that all out. 

All of this was interspersed with Alpha shouting WHOOPEEE! every now and again today. I don't really know what she was whoopeeing about, but she did say, "FLUSH THAT RUSH" a few times, and she was giggling and typing frantically a number of times, as well. 

While she's been so entertained, I've been busy taking naps in the sun and playing with my minion out in the snow.

 

My minion, I tell ya, I just love that thing. Lots of other toys have come and gone, but that minion is still hangin' on. That's what you get with a well-handmade toy from a loving auntie, and not some piece-of-crap plastic thing made in China.

In her spare time, Alpha has been busy looking at dangerous videos that get her all up in arms. 

Like this one, for instance:

Don't be getting any bright ideas, Alpha!

Love,

 

Mr. Jefferies

I Am SO Pulling Out My Salt Lake City T-Shirt to Wear As Often As Possible

Reminds me of that wonderful scene in the movie In & Out when, one by one, all the townspeople stand up and say, "I'm gay."  

Women all over the U.S. are standing up and saying, "I'm a slut." At least I hope they are. They certainly are over at the blog of Helen and Margaret. The comments are almost as delightful as Helen's writing in this piece.

And continuing on my habit lately of being a "clipping service," as my new friend Gail has called me, I present to you another great read:

The Hairpin.

I know some of my readers don't like politics and don't like to read me when I write about politics, BUT YOU REALLY SHOULD. And if you aren't pissed off, you aren't paying attention.  

 

I Propose a Constitutional Amendment

Dear Blog,

I've been busy

a) trying to get my body healed (almost there! Tonight I did TWO situps in Bikram -- a feat I have not been able to accomplish in over six months due to my pelvic/hip/ileosacral/myofascial -- whatEVER it is -- issues);

b) happily, oh-so-happily working (Have I mentioned lately how much I LOVE what I do?);

c) playing with new apps on my Android such as Syrious Scramble;

d) reading about and getting enraged about politics and the erosion of women's rights, and with what time I have left;

e) sharing stuff with like-minded people on Facebook.

With all that going on, I keep on forgetting about our longstanding relationship here in the blog.  

So every once in a while, I pop in and put a little something up here, just to remind you I'm still here. 

Rush Limbaugh, Bill O'Reilly, and other such luminaries have opined that, they are, of course, morally, constitutionally and fiscally opposed to anything that Obama or the Democratic Party do ANY government-sanctioned health care. But IF there were to be guaranteed health insurance for Americans, they argue that Viagra is a legitimate prescription for insurance to pay for, but birth control pills are not. I won't even go into the offensive tripe of last week (and, well, forever) from Limbaugh, but O'Reilly defended him and said that that's DIFFERENT! Viagra is meant to treat a "real medical condition."

I just really don't get their argument. They don't believe women should use birth control. They are calling women nasty names for using birth control and making ridiculous suggestions about .... oh, Christ, let's face it: about EVERYTHING.  

Many of them say women shouldn't be having [so much] sex, and sex, according to Santorum, should only be for procreation. So then, where exactly are all these middle-aged Viagra boners going? 

My friend Laurie shared with me this cartoon on Facebook tonight, and I just had to share it with you. Hover over the link for my favorite quote....

Tom Tomorrow, This Modern World

 

Love,

Norma

 

 

Unreligion Friday

I loved this little piece that a friend sent -- It was a homework assignment. A+, I give it.

 

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