tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45018520537433736102024-03-19T04:47:39.066-04:00Janie Junebug Righting & EditingMy motto as an editor: Authors are the authority on their work. I'm a full-service editor. For a reasonable fee, I'm your writing coach from the first suggested revision to the correction of the final typo.Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comBlogger1865125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-69828146279568755902024-03-18T18:15:00.001-04:002024-03-18T18:15:54.655-04:00THE COMMANDS OF A PRINCESS<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">During her training, Princess learned <i>sit</i> and <i>down</i>. Here's a picture of her obeying another one of her commands––<i>place</i>:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44GEYUlQVAg7eM30dS2SjSM7s-Qs07UysPkG0ZeoJhpmpBg1tyEBdCvR56mwJNVqartnUDh4lyUhYfkXIwMW-CdOY3urY27WEXN0nFHaOtdSelM1RZLcbCCBkFwsundIQEXOZAClRYoFxc-a4KtDRtRdNQsMC_aiaVK9LOBbJE7LI240DVpfAfWv_aYXo/s4032/20240307_094902.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44GEYUlQVAg7eM30dS2SjSM7s-Qs07UysPkG0ZeoJhpmpBg1tyEBdCvR56mwJNVqartnUDh4lyUhYfkXIwMW-CdOY3urY27WEXN0nFHaOtdSelM1RZLcbCCBkFwsundIQEXOZAClRYoFxc-a4KtDRtRdNQsMC_aiaVK9LOBbJE7LI240DVpfAfWv_aYXo/w400-h300/20240307_094902.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Place means that Princess is to go into a <i>down-stay</i> in her spot on the couch. Curtis, the trainer, says dogs love to have a job. When Princess is in </span><i>place</i><span>, her job is to watch what's going on around her.</span><i> </i><span>This spot is an especially good place because it's elevated and because of its proximity to my desk.</span></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDLZ3rgf314Pw6SbLcwoz72OCk9cpSn_mY4b9r8-4pX8dfB0q-WUlKZA3pvDEXdacj92Vh017HstcYGgnaOMWLY71NHmAz4YV7bxv-M3GzYlJ59uUeWIiDleO4DZ_mP1xPgFlYrVJaIupCFeEImoSlt0Mbe7qEsd8PeL7TjmVHzp9xAWwhPbChvaFxEcHm/s4032/20240307_094942.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDLZ3rgf314Pw6SbLcwoz72OCk9cpSn_mY4b9r8-4pX8dfB0q-WUlKZA3pvDEXdacj92Vh017HstcYGgnaOMWLY71NHmAz4YV7bxv-M3GzYlJ59uUeWIiDleO4DZ_mP1xPgFlYrVJaIupCFeEImoSlt0Mbe7qEsd8PeL7TjmVHzp9xAWwhPbChvaFxEcHm/w400-h300/20240307_094942.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><span>I love it that she <i>heels </i>when we go for a walk. When she sees a cat or a squirrel, she looks at it, but she doesn't pull on the leash to go after it. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess knows, although sometimes I have to remind her, she is to <i>sit</i> before we go through a door. Whether she's in her <i>place</i> or in a <i>stay</i> in another spot, <i>free</i> means she's allowed to get up and do as she pleases (within reason).</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I say all commands with her name first, such as<i> Princess, place; Princess, sit.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>When she disobeys or does something she shouldn't do, I'm supposed to say, <i>Princess, no</i>. I admit sometimes I raise my voice a wee bit and it can take more than one </span><i>Princess, no </i><span>to attain the desired result. If I stop petting her and she wants it to continue, she'll paw at me (or a visitor), which is not a good thing. It's annoying, and her paws are big and rough. A much bigger problem is her desperation to go out the front door with me because she wants to go for a ride in the car. Princess does not do well with <i>place</i> or <i>stay</i> if she thinks any chance of a car ride is in her future. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I do take her in the car with me whenever possible. She's a wonderful companion. Princess can go in Lowe's with me, and sometimes we need to pick up prescriptions at the vet's office. She likes the drive-through at my pharmacy, where she often receives a compliment on her beauty and behavior.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The training has been a tremendous help, but it's a work in progress. We have to continue to practice. We'll train again soon with Curtis. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">And I'll keep telling her, <i>Good girl, Princess. Good doggy.</i></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMPmi76NjhjXMhESESFCxw2k5_vKzOiYnGeAVMjG213hcyIjwBciRo78_OfPWRbAPjEb70BlPysdvw91LsrLcOCbl4AgQ8PV7KC9FWhog12dacOayemyfVqI7uIPKS-V548c9Sprb8tGQmrZH-yUGM0hhbhpsPFO3H_ULyMnzBPU7mprqlzgVyfehuKgLD/s1164/far%20side%20dogs19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1164" data-original-width="843" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMPmi76NjhjXMhESESFCxw2k5_vKzOiYnGeAVMjG213hcyIjwBciRo78_OfPWRbAPjEb70BlPysdvw91LsrLcOCbl4AgQ8PV7KC9FWhog12dacOayemyfVqI7uIPKS-V548c9Sprb8tGQmrZH-yUGM0hhbhpsPFO3H_ULyMnzBPU7mprqlzgVyfehuKgLD/w290-h400/far%20side%20dogs19.jpg" width="290" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I finished the training I had to do at work. I'm happy to say it was easier than I thought it would be. Tuesday was my first full day of using my new skills on a different product line. I was exhausted at the end of the day, but I'm always pretty tired because we're so busy. At least I get to deal with a variety of clients and products. The day goes quickly until I get to the last 60 minutes. At that point I'm ready for the day to be over. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess and I have also been going to training together. We've had two of our four follow-up sessions that we need to complete for Princess to have a lifetime guarantee on her training, which means that as long as we complete the four sessions, if Princess needs touch ups on her training, the school will provide the extra lessons at no additional cost.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I haven't told you much about her training, so let's get started. Princess was away from home for four weeks at the end of November and the first part of December! We missed her so much. Franklin didn't react to her absence, but Penelope was broken hearted, and my anxiety level went to 11.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="290" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/uMSV4OteqBE" width="320" youtube-src-id="uMSV4OteqBE"></iframe></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Every Friday I received a report card from the school, Karma K-9, with photos and short videos of Princess. She always had lots of stars on her report card.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw_9G7_kfYNxuVR4XYISs2sIk00F-JJiJOOh34Tj6gliw0fDUnm5nlYPP7UtJxp_Z7WumwT6Rb4op_zFJtA8A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><p>Princess worked with all of the trainers at the school, while I interacted solely with Curtis. When I <i>finally</i> got to pick up Princess, Curtis talked to me about what she had learned and the skills we needed to practice.</p><p>Then he told me he was going to ask me to do something really difficult. He said, <i>I'm going to bring out Princess and I don't want you to look at her until I release her.</i></p><p>So I sat in a chair in the waiting room and turned away from the entrance. I wanted so badly to look at Princess when Curtis brought her to within several feet of me, but I waited until Curtis told her <i>Princess, free.</i></p><p>I called her and she ran to me. We hugged and cuddled and kissed. I scratched her back exactly the way she likes it and she was so happy that her back legs moved like she was pedaling a bicycle. </p><p>After the big greeting we had our first training session together. I'll tell you in my next post about the commands we use and what Princess has learned.</p><p>For now I'll finish by describing the young lady's homecoming. Although Franklin hadn't reacted to her absence, he was happy to see Princess return. He wagged his tail and wanted to greet Princess and sniff her. But Penelope was thrilled. Her best friend had returned and all was right with Penelope's world. She wiggled and waggled while she and Princess cuddled and kissed. If I had known I could make Penelope so happy, I would have gotten her a Princess a long time ago.</p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Janie Junebug</span></p> </span><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-13710735640640127012024-02-26T20:05:00.002-05:002024-02-26T20:19:02.062-05:00JANIE DREW AND THE MYSTERY OF THE MISSING ROOMBA<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It was a dark and stormy night that Friday morning. In my quiet suburban home, Mrs. Roomba diligently patrolled the living room. Her sleek, circular form glided across the floor, navigating around furniture legs and under tables. Mrs. Roomba's mission was simple: to keep the floor clean, free from dust, crumbs, and most of all, pet hair.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>She's had to work especially hard lately. </span><span>Princess is shedding. Her fur resembles dandelion fluff—soft, delicate, and prone to drifting across the room like tiny parachutes.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">As I logged in to work Friday morning, I heard Mrs. Roomba beep off. During a break, I searched for her so I could empty her dust bin and put her on her charging station. But she was nowhere to be found. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Later, when I had more time, I moved the couch. I moved the chair. No Roomba. Could she have gone into the bedroom? I checked under the bed and in all the closets. Still no sign of her. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>The next day I issued a </span><span>Missing Roomba Alert. This situation was serious. Clearly, she had rebelled against the increased activity.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I moved the furniture around more, hoping she might be stuck under something. But no luck. She remained elusive.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Then last night, I stepped outside to get a broom from the garage, and there she was––hiding on the deck. The leaves had prevented her clean getaway.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWiKa-joRA85z0i1r2HGEZBhIB2DClPKhdAjCi9eJ8nMAWbn-haEe2BodOL39gGfbdrO2V-0psuzgTL4xgE53ryLHoe0BqloGoH-4n58WiN7SB5rDeoW3Fu3Q5cqA7SqLUi9glXKeX9zncFk_hlEKLTbhZvL8g3buZGz2zNZRPvBGq7wVGzv9WzgXXE83w/s4032/20240225_185103.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWiKa-joRA85z0i1r2HGEZBhIB2DClPKhdAjCi9eJ8nMAWbn-haEe2BodOL39gGfbdrO2V-0psuzgTL4xgE53ryLHoe0BqloGoH-4n58WiN7SB5rDeoW3Fu3Q5cqA7SqLUi9glXKeX9zncFk_hlEKLTbhZvL8g3buZGz2zNZRPvBGq7wVGzv9WzgXXE83w/w400-h300/20240225_185103.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The weather has been nice. While I worked I left the back door open a bit so the dogs could let themselves out. Mrs. Roomba let herself out, too, and not a single dog told me.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I took her into custody, cleaned her out, and charged her overnight. She was back at work this morning, dutifully patrolling the living room again.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvGh7XgKyUj1BsUwcnJB56tJTY78qaV4iBdUSEsEB3qNKj9QSBYba9M4XyFf0hX98i-iyq25NUYMHcrGLgRXQSqsXnIeCw8RJKZlNBHny2G6QO-nu5Jzq8yfSPXFCjgk4JWKNG4s5oCdKmxkBV1B8YrYIMqNdutVtPjW3uKSbnXQI2KShLd1s5NKJAa5Q/s4032/20240225_193852.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvGh7XgKyUj1BsUwcnJB56tJTY78qaV4iBdUSEsEB3qNKj9QSBYba9M4XyFf0hX98i-iyq25NUYMHcrGLgRXQSqsXnIeCw8RJKZlNBHny2G6QO-nu5Jzq8yfSPXFCjgk4JWKNG4s5oCdKmxkBV1B8YrYIMqNdutVtPjW3uKSbnXQI2KShLd1s5NKJAa5Q/w400-h300/20240225_193852.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Mrs. Roomba might not like it, but she has a job to do, and she's going to do it—no matter what it takes to track her down.</span><p></p><p><span><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMBxDEBokIIbrth4e4nm9OYz01fqWOXXzzQruKfSyYE2N_9jsf-9PtfmgMpy_XwX_gcDXfiRIJgOPtn6qzA6P5o8WEHgauCg81UZ0LNmz95nFwcwsxL_8ls_xtBvowCn-ov7kQL9ZFvjKjcSKD0_p-ER0Hkmm9i0f4Ry4on4Vf3q4Db-1kskKYolswnRl/s960/nancydrew1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMBxDEBokIIbrth4e4nm9OYz01fqWOXXzzQruKfSyYE2N_9jsf-9PtfmgMpy_XwX_gcDXfiRIJgOPtn6qzA6P5o8WEHgauCg81UZ0LNmz95nFwcwsxL_8ls_xtBvowCn-ov7kQL9ZFvjKjcSKD0_p-ER0Hkmm9i0f4Ry4on4Vf3q4Db-1kskKYolswnRl/w320-h400/nancydrew1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhf4e5hJlknDaWwcW3F6TrBrfg0f9dvKxtkJ_DVO9DEZPZgY2j1flDjMgeb8nodb_UVTxS1htvcSPlCkD7Tpx3oPZsXCRfkFw0QRQckt7hVDVOTK9OhCkEfrxqNoY1DUNXpnngZKgEcPczSYmjdEtV-MIWMip7v5oqeRdNr_Gt7CXkyNDPl2Os9vM90pL/s2048/nancydrew2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1639" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhf4e5hJlknDaWwcW3F6TrBrfg0f9dvKxtkJ_DVO9DEZPZgY2j1flDjMgeb8nodb_UVTxS1htvcSPlCkD7Tpx3oPZsXCRfkFw0QRQckt7hVDVOTK9OhCkEfrxqNoY1DUNXpnngZKgEcPczSYmjdEtV-MIWMip7v5oqeRdNr_Gt7CXkyNDPl2Os9vM90pL/w320-h400/nancydrew2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwnZLxFoRDmm6RGh-GGJMocE0mmWhA20kcSd7WnvxazgLQoPkn8Ah2giwVeMcBw-RevCe5oguOjIRGkL0EzwejovzLVHAD42s9brO6l8sD2Lktd6oAzyvEiuvTpIyHoowOuYOsfcA1pHd-NfxH_S0CNi46r7RcSR1BTgXLM0Nepsx1alfwjYiwePbffPA/s960/nancydrew3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwnZLxFoRDmm6RGh-GGJMocE0mmWhA20kcSd7WnvxazgLQoPkn8Ah2giwVeMcBw-RevCe5oguOjIRGkL0EzwejovzLVHAD42s9brO6l8sD2Lktd6oAzyvEiuvTpIyHoowOuYOsfcA1pHd-NfxH_S0CNi46r7RcSR1BTgXLM0Nepsx1alfwjYiwePbffPA/w320-h400/nancydrew3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-76540886282564061842024-02-09T22:09:00.003-05:002024-02-11T15:54:28.484-05:00$83.3 MILLION AND THE BIG ASS KISS-UP<p> <span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I've completed the first week of training to learn how to work on a new product line. The training isn't nearly as stressful as my regular work, so I feel more relaxed than I have in months. I'd like to remain in training until I retire, please.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I love it that a certain someone has been ordered to pay E. Jean Carroll 83.3 million big ones, and so far, no one has agreed to let him off the hook. As Franklin says when he laughs, *snicker snort.*</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHkDQsJGzR6WuQ6J4sET2lTcI1nvEPESkVwnT0rHLuWPzA2T0baEeB7Oi7SkXIuJKAeprhyphenhyphenbLCjxaDj-UAz5Gpf2lVDCVJiOacAQg2cZhVZIZZC4FtASdlVnLLf98fLUTd6PQAOcFxDPDw-6FjMJc5Kexp_8_S1XLGhDpwJd8rZ-J39JvQIhhj_OqVNpD/s960/83milliondoesntknowejeancarroll.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="792" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHkDQsJGzR6WuQ6J4sET2lTcI1nvEPESkVwnT0rHLuWPzA2T0baEeB7Oi7SkXIuJKAeprhyphenhyphenbLCjxaDj-UAz5Gpf2lVDCVJiOacAQg2cZhVZIZZC4FtASdlVnLLf98fLUTd6PQAOcFxDPDw-6FjMJc5Kexp_8_S1XLGhDpwJd8rZ-J39JvQIhhj_OqVNpD/w330-h400/83milliondoesntknowejeancarroll.jpg" width="330" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Of course, he also continues to insist he doesn't know her. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I can tell you who she is, donnie. She's the woman who's going to take a significant amount of money from you, and she's going to do good with it. That's her plan.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">You should be in prison, but for now we'll have to settle for her taking your money. 83.3 million dollars. Even if you get it reduced some on appeal, she's still going to get a lot of money from you.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">*snicker snort*</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8OSG22R6wxTjhzSN8y2wiBhopIaj5fuOAFikRrKP0cPadSYluuYe4oZ0R2tkviRc2PMOL0jvnQJ3MnUT0a6rETpYNSaKTiNk2tddOGccmGv3W6lqGoz1Vcw_xg-4HxlXc9G-s23lJNcDcGz-d5Atu-BzvoRwqaGwhlkOJyTOE5oMX-hNJlmhK555jf-O/s843/83millionejeancarrolltower.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="833" data-original-width="843" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf8OSG22R6wxTjhzSN8y2wiBhopIaj5fuOAFikRrKP0cPadSYluuYe4oZ0R2tkviRc2PMOL0jvnQJ3MnUT0a6rETpYNSaKTiNk2tddOGccmGv3W6lqGoz1Vcw_xg-4HxlXc9G-s23lJNcDcGz-d5Atu-BzvoRwqaGwhlkOJyTOE5oMX-hNJlmhK555jf-O/w400-h395/83millionejeancarrolltower.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAUkMFk3urQIwEqsmIG6MurgL_UESAZ06MZGWr41m_ZmA_4rbNtR9jVQGlgDGJuz12BH0mHH_i0uqmsaDOFDkMrm9fajyr-lpbgLxLkIkS65vu-OQpFgRKAr9uGUTe_zXE-Z57t0GnDIFIbIo-XciTrjoOuwAaITRRRHcXcSTzaDS4gcCRKYIsbxT2wRv/s1080/83millionrape.jpg" style="display: inline; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="775" data-original-width="1080" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAUkMFk3urQIwEqsmIG6MurgL_UESAZ06MZGWr41m_ZmA_4rbNtR9jVQGlgDGJuz12BH0mHH_i0uqmsaDOFDkMrm9fajyr-lpbgLxLkIkS65vu-OQpFgRKAr9uGUTe_zXE-Z57t0GnDIFIbIo-XciTrjoOuwAaITRRRHcXcSTzaDS4gcCRKYIsbxT2wRv/w400-h288/83millionrape.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I also remember when a rapist couldn't have been elected president. There was even a time when a man who was divorced couldn't be elected. But trump supporters represent a new breed of ugly.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcqlc1QYU36p3ZDqnKlh6Disp6okenCZtuAugcCBWo0Y621B90_4PWL_HKPSMZ9dtVG-llehZqQUojww_roovlVnO0fzwLeXlsF1SUzgUbWFv5uFnrkGCGfchR5oPav4_buQp1x-6mjZ2zCIdnLHZDF1IaLmhJOOT2QTNxCOBOv5u4MrmEjGDFyFgBbAcr/s1440/83millionmtgpsycho.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcqlc1QYU36p3ZDqnKlh6Disp6okenCZtuAugcCBWo0Y621B90_4PWL_HKPSMZ9dtVG-llehZqQUojww_roovlVnO0fzwLeXlsF1SUzgUbWFv5uFnrkGCGfchR5oPav4_buQp1x-6mjZ2zCIdnLHZDF1IaLmhJOOT2QTNxCOBOv5u4MrmEjGDFyFgBbAcr/w320-h400/83millionmtgpsycho.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Remember all the people who said <i>NOW Melania will leave him </i>after whatever the scandal du jour was? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Why should she leave? She has money, she lives her own life and seems to pretty much ignore his shit, and she'll probably outlive him by many years and enjoy a long, happy widowhood. If she feels humiliated by his behavior, she doesn't show it.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAy3GGW5FRVM8DzMoJ6L4V-VcEoRiAOg_xkQ3LdOPewTLPtN3BdRhmtXJNkqtZBEUPw_suP2KR4b6QU6Q90DO5FR59B7hY_3zKDW8TuOO79JxBDNAO1mBTL3dIVAykBugb3YAvmhLJ7-OtQnnxbX_H4Nq1SAA3WqMGuuoTbRv2c-C2SXFWzBMoKwDrHLjX/s720/83millionslepwaytobottom.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAy3GGW5FRVM8DzMoJ6L4V-VcEoRiAOg_xkQ3LdOPewTLPtN3BdRhmtXJNkqtZBEUPw_suP2KR4b6QU6Q90DO5FR59B7hY_3zKDW8TuOO79JxBDNAO1mBTL3dIVAykBugb3YAvmhLJ7-OtQnnxbX_H4Nq1SAA3WqMGuuoTbRv2c-C2SXFWzBMoKwDrHLjX/w400-h320/83millionslepwaytobottom.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2qrXz9vZmKNQSjoCPkRs6HRVcWlxCwVfZfhNt-WekwKKJ8XHm1UQnyKeEkBCXkfok_Nu9Y1Sj8kga6g2JvV_Ll40MG8L1CAkoPm5KfKPULEdyZh5WXlfCHYYozdZ4R2iboiPwNyClgOdZfTFXzjEjEovIcKbigucql77OfwcAXb0ZewfHk8eDiHr5XVhl/s960/83million.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2qrXz9vZmKNQSjoCPkRs6HRVcWlxCwVfZfhNt-WekwKKJ8XHm1UQnyKeEkBCXkfok_Nu9Y1Sj8kga6g2JvV_Ll40MG8L1CAkoPm5KfKPULEdyZh5WXlfCHYYozdZ4R2iboiPwNyClgOdZfTFXzjEjEovIcKbigucql77OfwcAXb0ZewfHk8eDiHr5XVhl/w320-h400/83million.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><p></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">If James Carville would put on some weight, he might remind me a little bit more of Truman Capote. </span></div></div><p></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In addition to my amusement over the number 83.3 million, how can I not love the way donnie darko insults his opponents, but when they drop out of the race, they can't wait to kiss up to his big ass, hoping to be his running mate so a crowd will chant their name with the words <i>string him up </i>and <i>hang him? Ooooo, </i>they'll squeal. <i>Is that noose for me? </i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">How did he insult Ron DeSantis? Let me count a few of the worst ways:</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">1. In addition to referring to him as Meatball Ron, he said<span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: #fefefe; color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ron DeSanctimonious groomed high school girls with alcohol when he was a teacher.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: #fefefe; color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">2. He accused Mrs. DeSantis, Casey, of committing organized voter fraud.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: #fefefe; color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">3. Pudding Fingers: </span></span><span style="background-color: #fefefe; color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">“Ron DeSantis loves sticking his fingers where they don’t belong, and we’re not just talking about pudding.” I don't know where DeSantis supposedly sticks his fingers, but it sounds crude and ugly. </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeAZ8oxTGCiOuYfkzC3OgH7khirV9Ly1XvC92Iclf0sJkac0xfencAgBG5SQhVzTxjNsJsy4IsbriEGTOtBD_gX0dgcGRqSkizq7V0JUxcwb0tNoOvuPph2zcFAkMN3p1ZkXFkqpTHHqwyCXSx9m45IEnsK-2BmQZ0FdpqAkGC784L-tFOF5NeNZNJmIXx/s960/83milliondesantiskissup.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeAZ8oxTGCiOuYfkzC3OgH7khirV9Ly1XvC92Iclf0sJkac0xfencAgBG5SQhVzTxjNsJsy4IsbriEGTOtBD_gX0dgcGRqSkizq7V0JUxcwb0tNoOvuPph2zcFAkMN3p1ZkXFkqpTHHqwyCXSx9m45IEnsK-2BmQZ0FdpqAkGC784L-tFOF5NeNZNJmIXx/w320-h400/83milliondesantiskissup.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tim Scott has kissed up. So has Vivek Ramaswamy. Elise Stefanik wasn't a candidate, but she's definitely running for the vice presidency. She said if she had been vice president, she wouldn't have done what Mike Pence did, which was follow the Constitution, of course. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">As for Nikki Haley, he likes to use her first name, Nimarata, but he pronounces it so it sounds like nimrod. He claims she's not eligible to run for president because her parents weren't U.S. citizens when she was born (she is a citizen of the United States). He also calls her Birdbrain. He said he watched her on the night of the New Hampshire primary "in the fancy dress that probably wasn't so fancy." This from a guy whose clothing never fits properly who puts tape on his tie to try to hold it in place.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He's also furious that Haley hasn't dropped out of the race. I hope she hangs in there till the last minute because anything that makes him more crazy is good. Nikki, please be the one person who doesn't pucker up to plant a big one on that big butt.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5qes5dFiUgbCC0csAskVHOUKUeohoG-HibStle5JlML81hq1okmQhG5FH12SZHVRZ0xwGvAmEs368O34AXie9-mtLLCiNlOMeUD3lANVqZpMCTZTYU5NB513PoggHZgUeYiBhyphenhyphen_gw7gBio-E6Y6HA_EpzwBzcLLutU8ydb4yS8CmtqrxJ4tIDniLlrh9/s960/83millionareyoubettertoday.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS5qes5dFiUgbCC0csAskVHOUKUeohoG-HibStle5JlML81hq1okmQhG5FH12SZHVRZ0xwGvAmEs368O34AXie9-mtLLCiNlOMeUD3lANVqZpMCTZTYU5NB513PoggHZgUeYiBhyphenhyphen_gw7gBio-E6Y6HA_EpzwBzcLLutU8ydb4yS8CmtqrxJ4tIDniLlrh9/w320-h400/83millionareyoubettertoday.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I'm better off than I was four years ago, or three years ago. Although I complain about my job, it's still a good job in many ways. It's much better than the last job I had. I handle my finances with care and I can pay my bills. I have lovely friends and a trio of great dogs. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Knowing that donnie is in the world, knowing that his election is a real possibility, distresses me. He will crap on the Constitution, weaponize the Justice Department, and destroy the economy.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: large;"><b><i>VOTE BLUE BECAUSE YOUR SAFETY, HEALTH, </i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: large;"><b><i>AND HAPPINESS</i></b></span><b style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: x-large;"><i> DEPEND ON IT.</i></b></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-84137795628594797522024-01-25T20:30:00.003-05:002024-01-25T20:34:45.955-05:00THE KILLER PRINCESS<p> <span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Not too long ago on a Sunday evening after the dogs had dined and it was dark, Princess insisted she needed to go outside. So of course I opened the back door and out she ran. She stayed longer than usual and when she came inside, she was excited. She twirled in circles and danced across the kitchen. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Eventually, she settled down, but it wasn't long before she wanted to go out again, and when she came in, she was still excited. It was cold and I didn't go out with her. She made two or three more trips to the great outdoors before she decided it was okay to stay in for the evening.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">When it was time for everyone to go out before bed (<i>last call for whizzing all), </i>Princess, Franklin, and Penelope trooped outside, but I noticed Penelope wandering around without bothering to pee. I stepped out on the deck to remind her it was potty time and as I walked across the deck, I realized something furry and flattened was on it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">There it was: a dead rat. That was why Princess had been so excited. Once she realized I had seen it, she ran to Mr. Rat to tell me about the thrill of the kill. </span></p><p><i style="color: red; font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;">Leave it! </i><span style="font-size: medium;">I shouted. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't want to deal with it. When Penelope killed a rat in the yard a couple of years ago, something dragged away the corpse overnight. Would we be that lucky this time?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Morning arrived and I peeked outside. The monster was still there. So I put on my big girl panties, marched out to the garage to get the pooper scooper, scooped the rat, and made it disappear. I'm not saying where it went. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess was disappointed. She wanted me to sautee it in a little olive oil with oregano, garlic poweder, and onion powder, and cover it in parmesan when it was done. She assured me the tail was a delicacy.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Yuck!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I think my age shows in my feet. After the soreness in my left foot finally went away, within a couple of days, my right foot started to hurt. At some point, both feet will hurt at the same time and the dogs will have to take care of me. Princess will probably serve me her recipe for Cheesy Italian Rat. I hope Penelope prepares a salad to go with it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">P.S. 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It's funny how time becomes all muddled. I realized the number of years today because it's January 6th. When I was at home recovering in 2021, Carol called me to say <i>TURN ON YOUR TV</i> and of course I saw insanity and asked her what was going on. <i>They're breaking into the Capitol building.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I've seen some crazy things in my life, but that was by far the craziest.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Today the FBI arrested three fugitives from justice here in Florida––people charged with assaulting police officers that day who didn't show up in court. Eighty-some people are still wanted for acts of violence that day, but thousands are on the FBI's Most Wanted site because they're accused of participating in the insurrection. More than 1,200 others have been charged and 890+ found guilty of federal crimes. Out of those found guilty, more than half were sentenced to prison time. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">The winner of the longest prison sentence, so far, is the leader of the oath keepers, who got 18 years. Some other oath keeper members received multiple year sentences. Some of those people had long lists of convictions from the past before they became insurrectionists. </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEkqlBHjrv9VLfJO6MRVrAnL92o1H0gQREvJHK9RoI7D2WLvJ3tARiIcihXHaFbZ2xiGMlN6vPZ4_xPZ8sGfZgTvn-qxTsvn8dCwqW4-U_oI8IcH_QBxkXNjj_29bqmVdSRgQtfRuIUhD-plpt_UUYfmUWdwDRpHa-tooq-P6fZkzADXdvCyXeuEDY8cD-/s630/jan6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="630" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEkqlBHjrv9VLfJO6MRVrAnL92o1H0gQREvJHK9RoI7D2WLvJ3tARiIcihXHaFbZ2xiGMlN6vPZ4_xPZ8sGfZgTvn-qxTsvn8dCwqW4-U_oI8IcH_QBxkXNjj_29bqmVdSRgQtfRuIUhD-plpt_UUYfmUWdwDRpHa-tooq-P6fZkzADXdvCyXeuEDY8cD-/w400-h300/jan6.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Note the guy in the foregound of the photo above taking a selfie. A lot of these idiots filmed themselves or were turned in by "friends" and family. That's what you get when you're a devout follower of a president who isn't a real president. He says he'll make America great again. Why didn't he do it during the first four years he had? He didn't drain the swamp. He shit in it and made it worse when he wasn't cheating at golf and bilking foreign governments out of funds to enrich himself. I don't want someone in office who says he'll be a dictator on the first day or any other day. He wants to use the office for revenge against anyone who has picked on him; that is, they told the truth about him. That's not what the presidency is about. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">After complaining about work, I threw myself into it and worked my butt off this week. I was off on New Year's Day, but Tuesdsay through Friday I went all out and did my best. Thank you for your support and understanding when I opened up about how hard it's been. I work six days during the coming week. That will be rough so I have to pace myself.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess and I were supposed to go for a training session this morning, but I had to reschedule. My left foot is red and swollen. It's been sore all week. I don't know if a dog stomped on it or if I smacked it against something. Usually it would be bruised, but it's not. Anyway, I'm staying off of it this weekend. I wanted to start putting away Christmas decorations. That's not happening. I don't care if the trees are up until February or May or next Christmas. I had started taking my tree down three years ago and I put it back up post-insurrection because it gave me some comfort and hope. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Maybe I'm to become Miss Havisham with Christmas trees and cookie crumbs instead of a wedding dress and what used to be food for my wedding guests.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I read until about 12:30 last night and then couldn't sleep. I had cramps in my feet and one leg. It rained pretty hard during the early morning hours and I felt cozy in my flannel jammies under my favorite blanket. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We've only had one night chilly enough for the girls to wear their jammies.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZCf6REwEuR5tzdWAB6KFi6ciSGGWwAOoOfVQASdCUGBrd-dxtNe28MHn0_UQY-NiGFRC65KJ_t3VdcYEX1M6L38yMWq5p8gvvIsDNQ71c6bVfuV4QR0Od9XhkAqcYNLFxQhoEXZ3xPzst1dxBn4WT5pIrOOwC4pik7GPMkqhIMduf02NqnlnCgf9kFqP/s2048/PENNYJAMMIES.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDZCf6REwEuR5tzdWAB6KFi6ciSGGWwAOoOfVQASdCUGBrd-dxtNe28MHn0_UQY-NiGFRC65KJ_t3VdcYEX1M6L38yMWq5p8gvvIsDNQ71c6bVfuV4QR0Od9XhkAqcYNLFxQhoEXZ3xPzst1dxBn4WT5pIrOOwC4pik7GPMkqhIMduf02NqnlnCgf9kFqP/w400-h300/PENNYJAMMIES.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOtKiDHdQCG6F4OuJY3Bq613f74l5P4c3ZPl8O0v3n13iGeBGrbKxKJYiE8pY7bzz8jUSJSAy4GfNolcyyBxePvG-UEo2H_MIjMiZhyphenhyphen8eBjuNnpV9BZ03tIv1W0xXz49srddKOCkZNM85_34IaJJFYfWP_ezl9o6lAYqMPqhBmY6lXMFwIU_tubw_JjfYw/s2048/PRINCESSJAMMIES.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOtKiDHdQCG6F4OuJY3Bq613f74l5P4c3ZPl8O0v3n13iGeBGrbKxKJYiE8pY7bzz8jUSJSAy4GfNolcyyBxePvG-UEo2H_MIjMiZhyphenhyphen8eBjuNnpV9BZ03tIv1W0xXz49srddKOCkZNM85_34IaJJFYfWP_ezl9o6lAYqMPqhBmY6lXMFwIU_tubw_JjfYw/w400-h300/PRINCESSJAMMIES.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Franklin has only worn clothing once. That was right after Christmas 2022 when we had several nights in the 20s and he actually welcomed wearing an elf suit and covering up with a blanket.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTiJHxFmwroxH_BjiwNBADf4-O3C1-JmBmY2Ez59W2Pcq4YXZKaKvqeqchGn7Ps4IJwZ8-83kJzUa3tYQsYvB-1b7rAaXOTI-fxwn3cKtyg-JosA_f0zRJbZiumaaI5s201a2B1VaL76ZVvfkbG3lbVe7TEuA08SidhJZIrU77IKp6pOvI7sFrmkjX1IIw/s4032/20221221_193258.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTiJHxFmwroxH_BjiwNBADf4-O3C1-JmBmY2Ez59W2Pcq4YXZKaKvqeqchGn7Ps4IJwZ8-83kJzUa3tYQsYvB-1b7rAaXOTI-fxwn3cKtyg-JosA_f0zRJbZiumaaI5s201a2B1VaL76ZVvfkbG3lbVe7TEuA08SidhJZIrU77IKp6pOvI7sFrmkjX1IIw/w300-h400/20221221_193258.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6Vyz_t7TaXYTxz8FKu9Vys-KrsqUyALoTfViDr47uk505cvi9A1dt8ErqK9oHT1MRrSTrcybdX2hrRBaY5knbDkLZO90mQ5-F7gjsdJ_szm_VusGjp1gud8hqHavLExggvivl-Ls6LEh96Mxg7JXRchg163EsCmeBIBO-ZMRF_9P8wcEIs2fCR4WLBms/s4032/20221226_095750.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt6Vyz_t7TaXYTxz8FKu9Vys-KrsqUyALoTfViDr47uk505cvi9A1dt8ErqK9oHT1MRrSTrcybdX2hrRBaY5knbDkLZO90mQ5-F7gjsdJ_szm_VusGjp1gud8hqHavLExggvivl-Ls6LEh96Mxg7JXRchg163EsCmeBIBO-ZMRF_9P8wcEIs2fCR4WLBms/w300-h400/20221226_095750.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I'm going to take a shower now and read for a while. Good night all.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYf-_PUdVySlius6IkmrMXogDVSWqALbL4smP6GY-dEw8tIFRu9MygjHus4NLbENgKeUDo-B5-DBMWjW0xJjyDpbginlFQU8TPc21CJ2zTp4orQwbGhWJNLqJK5cwO0_kftSszWDFfBXZauNnkx8UgaT9YOjgsV2omXCVd5J5xm1rfd3A8a57igYM2J5E/s960/dildo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYf-_PUdVySlius6IkmrMXogDVSWqALbL4smP6GY-dEw8tIFRu9MygjHus4NLbENgKeUDo-B5-DBMWjW0xJjyDpbginlFQU8TPc21CJ2zTp4orQwbGhWJNLqJK5cwO0_kftSszWDFfBXZauNnkx8UgaT9YOjgsV2omXCVd5J5xm1rfd3A8a57igYM2J5E/w320-h400/dildo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: large;"><b><i> BECAUSE IT DOES.</i></b></span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-38725104968210980382024-01-03T23:34:00.006-05:002024-01-03T23:43:28.206-05:00FOUR<p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It's been four years since someone attacked me and said he was going to kill me. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I didn't even think about it until the middle of the afternoon during a meeting when we were talking about first quarter goals.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">My anxiety was terrible during part of December, but I'm happy to say it's pretty much under control now. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">My supervisor asked me what my career goals for this year are. I said not being fired and making her laugh, which made her laugh. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Is your 2024 off to a good start? Do you have goals/resolutions or changes you want to make in your life? </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">My favorite compliment at work is when a client tells me <i>I was so worried about xxxxxx and you made it quick and easy. </i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">What kind of compliments do you love to receive? Don't be shy! Share with us!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I don't think I told you I spent Christmas Eve with Carol and Christmas Day with Rebekah, and I'm so fortunate to have Maureen right across the street. She has come to my rescue many times. It's a wonderful thing to have such good friends. When my anxiety was particularly bad, Rebekah came over to spend a day with me. We did a lot of my Christmas decorating together and set up my new Ring cameras. It seems nothing happens these days unless we capture it on video.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Tell me what you're up to because I care about all of you and always like to know how you are. </span></p><p><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b><i>VOTE BLUE</i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Infinities of love,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Janie Junebug</span> </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_C0JRpwIjbXvAPkYURjdAhaNcpETlk5BfIGcX-bBxXiH3bVC96f327RCiUkPwWpQCuDI43f3ERfAf8ELB9pvfo734hWrukQ75eRGxwf8IVByGXqbbH6NZAd1pn5ZIR-qcX99Nf-ZZZWyNb1XZcmcB5bCkD9IwcMIBq-Jm-s2HD-pM72EWXOpFakgIvOgB/s960/far%20side%2023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_C0JRpwIjbXvAPkYURjdAhaNcpETlk5BfIGcX-bBxXiH3bVC96f327RCiUkPwWpQCuDI43f3ERfAf8ELB9pvfo734hWrukQ75eRGxwf8IVByGXqbbH6NZAd1pn5ZIR-qcX99Nf-ZZZWyNb1XZcmcB5bCkD9IwcMIBq-Jm-s2HD-pM72EWXOpFakgIvOgB/w300-h400/far%20side%2023.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOe-0GSBpG9S7xLKFFWsRHXkYQkRxbyDbAuezR6mdANpo00COXVe9NUbCtv_cO05ZtNT3kd1f4NXwj8SFcQgsNFTbPXEQGWVFOds7BmEuj0cER_yBJpuxdlWPOtBeFG81_79XKoqNje-0LNKEi4B_Mb_EiJXCrHRmyOItDZRGnZKk2MZyUBAvMyydYNQLr/s683/far%20side%2035.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="473" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOe-0GSBpG9S7xLKFFWsRHXkYQkRxbyDbAuezR6mdANpo00COXVe9NUbCtv_cO05ZtNT3kd1f4NXwj8SFcQgsNFTbPXEQGWVFOds7BmEuj0cER_yBJpuxdlWPOtBeFG81_79XKoqNje-0LNKEi4B_Mb_EiJXCrHRmyOItDZRGnZKk2MZyUBAvMyydYNQLr/w278-h400/far%20side%2035.jpg" width="278" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn87vHH0fsxJdduRI3bT0TGutGWQa7W4xjBUPq6RT4Z3HuGZbFS4J9znLa5uTZdBqL6lFNCiuZVoRa4byhROswsWdq3e4ClgEeh2rSQGsaS3DTGXLAI1_gOsYGJzaAvTv2vl5c4mHrr8VmQzXsM9h1v7OaEDfP6el9E6jKkt8sth2R86N1cC6ciRS2hyphenhyphenmH/s400/far%20side%2038.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="305" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn87vHH0fsxJdduRI3bT0TGutGWQa7W4xjBUPq6RT4Z3HuGZbFS4J9znLa5uTZdBqL6lFNCiuZVoRa4byhROswsWdq3e4ClgEeh2rSQGsaS3DTGXLAI1_gOsYGJzaAvTv2vl5c4mHrr8VmQzXsM9h1v7OaEDfP6el9E6jKkt8sth2R86N1cC6ciRS2hyphenhyphenmH/w305-h400/far%20side%2038.jpg" width="305" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKUwk4GhIg_QK7bl_Mv7P9nm8lUfixktsRxwZfMoXdOAstlJFv-_AHy5SNajgYXYlnSq3EeOY8PXEafmHK0DMEm_DFRcDofBwLC3wcqLtQ_cvZxibhdLPmCdDXIkKS8_mjaD-o-nFne5Jxhb5y_ypTA8DOjdsL4wrCg-8zvtcWkQ7br7d0D1ZyhyocUoA2/s843/far%20side%2047.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="843" data-original-width="843" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKUwk4GhIg_QK7bl_Mv7P9nm8lUfixktsRxwZfMoXdOAstlJFv-_AHy5SNajgYXYlnSq3EeOY8PXEafmHK0DMEm_DFRcDofBwLC3wcqLtQ_cvZxibhdLPmCdDXIkKS8_mjaD-o-nFne5Jxhb5y_ypTA8DOjdsL4wrCg-8zvtcWkQ7br7d0D1ZyhyocUoA2/w400-h400/far%20side%2047.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-91679508382278114702023-12-28T23:24:00.001-05:002023-12-28T23:25:39.165-05:00ANOTHER YEAR OF BULLSHIT, CRAP, AND SOME GOOD STUFF<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">2023 has been plenty weird. A former president indicted multiple times––after he was found liable for sexually abusing and defaming a woman. Kevin McCarthy was in and out like the dick he is and replaced by some little johnson who believes public policy springs from the Bible.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Russia's war crimes against Uktraine continue. Israel. Gaza. What the idiot calls hummus. Why does anyone want to watch a horror movie when that's happening?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Ozzy Osbourne retired. Elton John brought his touring career to an end. Buzz Aldrin got married on his 93rd birthday. David Crosby and Tina Turner died. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">And there was <i style="color: #ff00fe; font-weight: bold;">Barbie</i>, which I have watched now that it's streaming. I appreciate its message about the patriarchy and it has a lot of cute moments, but I don't understand why some people went to see it multiple times in theaters. Billion dollar movie? Congratulations, Greta Gerwig, but it was not brilliant.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">On the job, I try to make the best of things. Our team's schedule changed. The way we learned about it was a fuckfest that filled me with so much anger I almost quit. The new schedule along with some other revisions to his job ended in the resignation of our beloved supervisor, Bryan. I'm hanging in there. Let's just say my job satisfaction has decreased a great deal. During February I also have to train to handle another line of business in addition to the two I already take care of. I'm not pleased. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">We remain ridiculously busy and had massive lay-offs a few months ago. After being without a supervisor for an uncomfortably long time, a company reorganization brought us a new supervisor and someone from another team joined us so we had 10 people on our team. Since then, three people have quit, one was laid off, and one person is leaving us soon to join another team. It's not even our busy season and we are slammed. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Dog-wise, we went through the terror of Franklin's cancer, but he's done so well since his surgery. He is my beautiful, cherished best buddy. Princess made us happy by agreeing to join our family. She's a trip, full of energy and struggling to ignore the devil on her shoulder. I love seeing Princess and Penelope snuggle on the couch. Two very different dogs love each other so much. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I feel a lot of anxiety when I think about 2024. </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I love the indictments. I love Jack Smith. I'm not in love with what might happen next year with the Hitler wannabe. Specifically, I'm terrified. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">How can people avoid noticing all the good President Biden has done? We have plenty of COVID vaccine; we recovered from the supply chain issues; the horrible inflation inherited from the former guy is not so bad now; unemployment is the lowest it has ever been. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Our president continues to stand with Ukraine, and he backs Israel. Some Republicans want to bring impeachment charges against him, but they can't figure out what crime he's committed because he hasn't committed any crimes. He's a man who loves his family. I wish he were younger but he's not so tough shit. I'd take Biden as president at 110 before I'd want the most popular Republican, who confuses Biden with Obama and fusses that Obama/Biden will start World War II.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">You'll never hear Joe Biden quoting Hitler and calling human beings vermin. He is a man who took on an incredible burden and handled it as the adult he is rather than a petulant toddler. With his administration, the adults are in charge.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Let's keep it that way.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-40716180537962667752023-12-26T22:30:00.002-05:002023-12-27T21:32:20.212-05:00HOLIDAY HEADQUARTERS RERUN<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i>I thought you might enjoy this post from last winter when The Mantel Gang had some good times. They haven't made an appearance on my blog for a while because they've been working so hard.</i></b></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At last the time has come for The Mantel Gang to share what they did over the holidays. </span>First, they moved to their holiday headquarters––a secret location known as Top Shelf of Bookcase.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTAxjBk_9YHoQ7vjF7jA2Oz-Ce5ne-MTJVhpfqSbZummV9WfuMVOWFpm9ilkQyRpDMCojxFuiljwOuJfPSKieJq82mgZdn_Olkx7UcACJu3OiX0DsyHMy7_z_Kfh-BZsZ87sixwp_jF1s_GU0wwy8IVJqc-WHowcxW2KhhJEInNIfSg3W7eXABN16Z1Q/s4032/20230205_151558.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTAxjBk_9YHoQ7vjF7jA2Oz-Ce5ne-MTJVhpfqSbZummV9WfuMVOWFpm9ilkQyRpDMCojxFuiljwOuJfPSKieJq82mgZdn_Olkx7UcACJu3OiX0DsyHMy7_z_Kfh-BZsZ87sixwp_jF1s_GU0wwy8IVJqc-WHowcxW2KhhJEInNIfSg3W7eXABN16Z1Q/w400-h300/20230205_151558.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;">They took the time to attend some public events, however, <span style="font-family: inherit;">starting with their attendance at a Thanksgiving Day Parade.</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzL2r_TqYIZ0Zk1OuNHXUtuHwjptEkBGfW-b8FoM_ensYXeKQwuQA_r1giA3lSZVzUd_Abssk4oQzEPhZmfig' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8kzYvdXtFrhk71HRbwz11SKwPcPLNEclgXqFUsArV7e0y7fUq96eY035jMQA-JGPNm1SIc4otI_8rUFkz7eWNPoDExp0JxLPMQDakBjxflhceFGysC1jaaNkk-ZhpH3bWHaxsuGViFSBPn1LdefGDToxn0nM_gzOGP504qvZn08H5xr4s_MLGrr6BA/s4032/20230205_151442.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8kzYvdXtFrhk71HRbwz11SKwPcPLNEclgXqFUsArV7e0y7fUq96eY035jMQA-JGPNm1SIc4otI_8rUFkz7eWNPoDExp0JxLPMQDakBjxflhceFGysC1jaaNkk-ZhpH3bWHaxsuGViFSBPn1LdefGDToxn0nM_gzOGP504qvZn08H5xr4s_MLGrr6BA/w400-h300/20230205_151442.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Following the parade, they buckled down and got to work, but someone new joined them to monitor their health. It's Dr. Fauci!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">He's so diligent that even in retirement he doesn't want his friends to get sick.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Their next public event was The National Tree Lighting Ceremony.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw50tVX8M6gjcJVM9g-Ki_9p-q_IZhu0LDt5ofuIvN-yKOhKvIJ1hInpvkFXwFtN06z6xQtanaeazAheYoFeg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p><span style="font-size: medium;">After working very hard throughout most of December, everyone took a break just before Christmas so they could enjoy the holidays.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">They gathered in a new location––Top of Armoire––where they went walking in a winter wonderland.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoCD2_HbkECGRcQKI_J-ziEaBmb3mTBkqPqpAOzuacOKm3NZsLPMhIxziifOoZ24E67x_WxscMM_lAVtw38P52rWFp8sXa9gPOqXPnXg8_IsflW66zrEPR5XJ6M-gFQZmGlrutcewD8FU9s1gGC9xOOqiVs1Cdrx3Z9LxwuZPh3C8llGXoFZN2m9S8Q/s4032/20230205_151955.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoCD2_HbkECGRcQKI_J-ziEaBmb3mTBkqPqpAOzuacOKm3NZsLPMhIxziifOoZ24E67x_WxscMM_lAVtw38P52rWFp8sXa9gPOqXPnXg8_IsflW66zrEPR5XJ6M-gFQZmGlrutcewD8FU9s1gGC9xOOqiVs1Cdrx3Z9LxwuZPh3C8llGXoFZN2m9S8Q/w400-h300/20230205_151955.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8l7bNeKg64GE9D53_y6ekmLlpOiog2shg6MEWNFieDx0ph82A6jLgkEVqll38c55-4T-Dwg5JnatfvlGVCQFVLjuAtNalJ8cafPdMAGy5XGDCf1nUgbikXVxRaIgTc-WmvqOM0LkUEWi0DR2yi6zxQ9Wo3s9jPHHFzTa0I7jpxwKYYNzf3ugfOM9-Ow/s4032/20230205_152049.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8l7bNeKg64GE9D53_y6ekmLlpOiog2shg6MEWNFieDx0ph82A6jLgkEVqll38c55-4T-Dwg5JnatfvlGVCQFVLjuAtNalJ8cafPdMAGy5XGDCf1nUgbikXVxRaIgTc-WmvqOM0LkUEWi0DR2yi6zxQ9Wo3s9jPHHFzTa0I7jpxwKYYNzf3ugfOM9-Ow/w400-h300/20230205_152049.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Then President Biden wanted to attend church. He invited them all to join him. Suddenly everyone was busy. They claimed they had plans with their families or had already accepted other invitations.</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZqJN1OUpupClURsr4FhyDIeQxddO3ARLjexMB9N7s8dXLMDwnn5GXQLh5SXKnwYJoMoU2st6A-VKSHJYu-k77P2nH2R7SK11HrVB4eAFuKAZvuK4uHYLcRK0HjoU2n2-9VhKwSKgl4S1I44PfNS1AV1DriM43DJZJrFHkGESC0x3k1Zb1D9NKQCmL2Q/s4032/20230205_152609.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZqJN1OUpupClURsr4FhyDIeQxddO3ARLjexMB9N7s8dXLMDwnn5GXQLh5SXKnwYJoMoU2st6A-VKSHJYu-k77P2nH2R7SK11HrVB4eAFuKAZvuK4uHYLcRK0HjoU2n2-9VhKwSKgl4S1I44PfNS1AV1DriM43DJZJrFHkGESC0x3k1Zb1D9NKQCmL2Q/w400-h300/20230205_152609.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Don't tell Joe, but they actually gathered around the Christmas tree to play some drinking games, led by Justice Ginsburg and Nancy Pelosi, who raised their gavels in unison.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPDWY59iDDf-c-zK3yd8hGeN10GGiCtwaUemMD-wzM9NY7ATeDbLJVQst8By0ijiFLlZrHf0G77O8TJ6mSIN_jKDftD6zAnIKjg91MS5_c2YEyvOhMfBjGpP24oX615St2xlZ9XuWhkapBTMSDr-QXalTNLodv226SpsQ7DNAoBtkzmXmW-lb8RVW2Q/s4032/20230205_152441.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPDWY59iDDf-c-zK3yd8hGeN10GGiCtwaUemMD-wzM9NY7ATeDbLJVQst8By0ijiFLlZrHf0G77O8TJ6mSIN_jKDftD6zAnIKjg91MS5_c2YEyvOhMfBjGpP24oX615St2xlZ9XuWhkapBTMSDr-QXalTNLodv226SpsQ7DNAoBtkzmXmW-lb8RVW2Q/w400-h300/20230205_152441.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju63l_0IVdJwosfON2tc2nXQXc6PLqCuxJ9KRhn50vwoPC_xIbRsSaqnwDcjkH3EIj-Q0DlK0fG2p9PKsj6ZXOxrnqQB8yeLhiH-wWX6QIaEUP2BtiUU6LqT4CH1YZqNHOY-hQ7F8AukLYZYu3sRMhbuEo3gKEuGD1qAtrAQExpTBbNnVD6MRvfBg4jw/s4032/20230205_153107.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju63l_0IVdJwosfON2tc2nXQXc6PLqCuxJ9KRhn50vwoPC_xIbRsSaqnwDcjkH3EIj-Q0DlK0fG2p9PKsj6ZXOxrnqQB8yeLhiH-wWX6QIaEUP2BtiUU6LqT4CH1YZqNHOY-hQ7F8AukLYZYu3sRMhbuEo3gKEuGD1qAtrAQExpTBbNnVD6MRvfBg4jw/w400-h300/20230205_153107.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-c58x6A3jYoOm6Sp9DE88Ul-5CM-9Mud_Tgeff1JOZWnl6WyO9Yjsk_yc0ieU8f2NcY4giGPPnFEqpMFFqP4wiJf5m4VxqbepR2l63JxFKrQTAC3cCAKq9VrWQ6jJkSJ7IgjkHJUaCSSdrneaRzpg_krpqykASRm9rcyRpOXTNvksP-wy1X6I4dW-og/s4032/20230205_153121.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-c58x6A3jYoOm6Sp9DE88Ul-5CM-9Mud_Tgeff1JOZWnl6WyO9Yjsk_yc0ieU8f2NcY4giGPPnFEqpMFFqP4wiJf5m4VxqbepR2l63JxFKrQTAC3cCAKq9VrWQ6jJkSJ7IgjkHJUaCSSdrneaRzpg_krpqykASRm9rcyRpOXTNvksP-wy1X6I4dW-og/w400-h300/20230205_153121.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">Hillary imbibed a little too much and started to sing, which almost broke up the party. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Here you can see she holds out a glass of liquid refreshment for Barack, but he preferred to smoke his holidays away.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">The action figures haven't decided where they'll gather next. Do they want to move back to The Mantel, where they're on display all the time, or would they prefer a more secluded spot? </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">I can tell you they've done a lot of whispering about classified documents. Shhhhhh!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></div>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-60615242735359035342023-12-24T19:24:00.001-05:002023-12-24T19:24:27.714-05:00FLEAS NAVIDAD<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcruNzY_2enWpm5an2NSpa_6cCUNig_GKlWmTC1H885dRapzOVTAv-3EhIgCEMXDTww_wI-Bloo-jnYUZH8KIiMD7CwT9IL8XoNpiE9peyxIGSLkZNy9yuKVEStiDmWGiDdV9wDHEWcvSHn6hbAUZHd60PDmZQFaqpCU88AeA_7GUD3llQSxmAhSgk0fdV/s780/fleas1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcruNzY_2enWpm5an2NSpa_6cCUNig_GKlWmTC1H885dRapzOVTAv-3EhIgCEMXDTww_wI-Bloo-jnYUZH8KIiMD7CwT9IL8XoNpiE9peyxIGSLkZNy9yuKVEStiDmWGiDdV9wDHEWcvSHn6hbAUZHd60PDmZQFaqpCU88AeA_7GUD3llQSxmAhSgk0fdV/w369-h400/fleas1.jpg" width="369" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYlvsfaEDQxGUUHdgize_pgU4-8ZcVMiTW_wd-omE9T4ICUzE-LTqxP2_HT5h17Z8cf2c2FjA7M8pHVxSjx3sRf9GRhhMIp15ZOxw4N8T4aoCZDzWxcNW-lpu-Yst9tSTX0ROUC18-D1yYGjFc4CUY-gLqeqsY_V4kdsbAdrl6NLgNmkemSOP56ctj9od/s4032/20231209_121551.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAYlvsfaEDQxGUUHdgize_pgU4-8ZcVMiTW_wd-omE9T4ICUzE-LTqxP2_HT5h17Z8cf2c2FjA7M8pHVxSjx3sRf9GRhhMIp15ZOxw4N8T4aoCZDzWxcNW-lpu-Yst9tSTX0ROUC18-D1yYGjFc4CUY-gLqeqsY_V4kdsbAdrl6NLgNmkemSOP56ctj9od/w300-h400/20231209_121551.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">It's time for the big announcement. Which poor soul will be the next to possess the germy, buggy, stinky, </span> <span style="font-size: medium;"><i style="color: #6aa84f; font-weight: bold;">Freakin' Green Elf Shorts? </i>Your home will be contaminated. You will be infected. Your life will never again be the same.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>The winner, of course, will hold next year's </span><i style="color: #6aa84f; font-weight: bold;">Freakin' Green Elf Shorts </i><span>caption contest--if they survive the blight that will come their way the moment the shorts enter their home. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I loved all your entries. They were excellent. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">My favorite overall comment was </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/12490988837607883653" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #33aaff; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-weight: 700;">Michael</a>'s because his entry was the first one––</span><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 13.5px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">"I will make America great again, even though I have a very, very, very small package."––</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;">and because he shared some great news. Michael adopted a dog named Shirley! What a happy Christmas it will be for Shirley.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #33aaff; font-weight: 700;">Elephant's Child</a> shared this creation: </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I am your perfect diet. With me in the house you won't eat too much over Christmas. Or keep it down.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">That's for sure, EC. I lose my appetite every time I see his orangeness on the news.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/04187364843729214996" rel="nofollow" style="color: #33aaff; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;">Inexplicable DeVice</a> didn't enter but came up with these captions: </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Penelope:</span></span><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 13.5px; text-align: justify;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">"Nope. Not even going to look. Just walk on by, girl. Walk on by." and </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">"Urgh. Somebody Trumped in the Freakin' Green Elf Shorts - there's no way I want them now!"</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">Penelope's comment made me laugh out loud. </span></span></p><p><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/02098940220513091207" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #336699; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Mistress Maddie</span></a>, <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">a recent winner, says, <span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">"These things are harder to get rid of then trying to get the demon out of Regan MacNeil in the Exorcist."</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I hope that doesn't mean my head will spin around and I'll vomit all sorts of garbage before I get the shorts out of my house.</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758" rel="nofollow" style="color: #33aaff; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;">savannah</a> </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">came up with this suggestion for the donald: </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">"I've never worn these FGES but if I did I would look as handsome as the photo of me wearing these FGES." So sayeth TFG! (aka The Fat Git)</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Fat Git, of course, is the guy who gets to report his own height and weight to the police and claims to weigh 215 lbs. on a steady diet of Mickey D's and KFC. I wonder if he's ever met a vegetable</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">.</span></span></span></p><p><span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023" rel="nofollow" style="color: #33aaff; font-weight: 700; text-align: left;">Debra She Who Seeks</a> speaks the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth:</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">"No matter how disgusting, stinky, vermin-ridden and pestilential those Freakin' Green Elf Shorts are, they are TOO GOOD for the likes of him!"</span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Speaking of the truth, in the years he has left to live, which I hope are few, do you think his trumpiness might at some point be introduced to the truth? This is the moment for Jack Nicholson to bray, <i style="font-weight: bold;">YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH. </i>You're right, Jack. He can't. If telling the truth is easier and simpler, he'll still tell a lie. </span></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Now we come to the coveted position of first runner-up. If the winner for some reason cannot fulfill their term as Miss America, the first runner-up needs to step in to take possession of the elf shorts and hold the caption contest. That person is YOU,</span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/17711022625137627672" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #33aaff; font-weight: 700;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">uptonking</span></a>, <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">who wins first runner-up </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">with this entry: </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">Donald Trump proudly presents his new line of athletic wear: The Krampus Collection, featuring the latest in fashion technology - The Grinch Pinch. Yes, Grab 'em by the Grinch! Feel it today! Available at finer retail outlets like Walmart, Shopko and Cum 'N Go.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">Donald Trump Athletic Wear is a great oxymoron, and I can't resist the mention of Cum 'N Go because I have the brain and sense of humor of a six year old. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; text-align: justify;">Finally, we arrive at the announcement of the wiener.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">CONGRATULATIONS, RIMPY RIMPINGTON!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/13017152542056998917" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #336699; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Rimpy Rimpington</span></a> <span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">entered more than once so I won't share all of their captions here, only the winning entry. To read all of Rimpy's clever entries, check out the comments at</span> <a href="https://dumpedfirstwife.blogspot.com/2023/12/its-time-for-freakin-green-elf-shorts.html#comment-form">https://dumpedfirstwife.blogspot.com/2023/12/its-time-for-freakin-green-elf-shorts.html#comment-form</a>.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Here's the winner that's good for one pair of <i style="font-weight: bold;">FREAKIN' GREEN ELF SHORTS </i>and all the mayhem and misery that comes with them:</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">The shelves where he kept our nation's secrets are bare;</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; text-align: justify;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; text-align: justify;" /><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">For that Grinchly Jack Smith had just been there.</span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">I love seeing the name of superhero Jack Smith, and I'm passionate about calling attention to the former guy's penchant for giving away classified information. The man cannot keep his mouth shut!</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">Rimpy, you'll need to email me at dumpedfirstwife@gmail.com to let me know your name (I suspect it might not be Rimpy) and address. I won't be shipping the shorts until my holiday celebrations have come to an end and I've recovered from the current craziness of my job. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">It's been fun! Thank you for your entries. You're all clever and creative.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">Infinities of love,</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">Janie Junebug</span></span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-40624517837948704772023-12-19T00:33:00.004-05:002023-12-19T00:33:49.394-05:00YES, IT'S TUESDAY<p> <span style="font-size: medium;">I had a shitty day at work and spent the entire evening preparing for work tomorrow. It's a little past midnight and I have to get up early to go into the office, which is a soul sucking frozen hellscape. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Therefore, I will not announce the <b style="color: #38761d;">Freakin' Green Elf Shorts </b><span style="color: #38761d;">contest wi</span></span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">nner until Wednesday or maybe Thursday. I'm shooting for Wednesday. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #38761d;">I apologize.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">The temperature has dropped and </span><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: medium;">I was out in the very cold waters of Lake Junebug at about 11:30 p.m. trying to adjust the pump because nothing was coming out of the hose. Fucking bloody hell is all I have to say. </span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: medium;">It makes me happy, though, to see Princess throw herself through the water. She loves making a splash.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: medium;">Send positive energy my way and maybe I won't slap anyone at work tomorrow.</span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-size: medium;">Now I'll get a few hours of sleep so I can get up tomorrow and be shit on again. This is supposed to be our slow season but we're getting slammed.</span></p><p><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><b>HO fucking HO HO</b></span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-34995238472876071142023-12-17T13:45:00.001-05:002023-12-17T13:45:20.696-05:00WE'RE HAVING A BIT OF A STORM<p> <span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">It's one week until Christmas Eve. I'll be working six days this week, but I don't mind. The trees are decorated and I've baked most of my cookies. On Tuesday we have a holiday lunch at work. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">On Tuesday I will also announce the winner of <i style="color: #38761d; font-weight: bold;">The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts </i>caption contest. We have a lot of great entries so it's a rough decision for me, but what a relief it will be to get those nasty things out of the house. I can't wait to bring in an exterminator. We also need a lot of aromatherapy and I need an appointment with my doctor and dermatologist to find out which treatments I need to recover from the horror I've experienced. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We have happy news, too. Princess returned home yesterday. She finished her training program, although she and I will continue to have lessons with the trainer, Curtis. Curtis said she would probably be very tired at first because she needs to decompress.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCstRtk3KO8uHR63lunc3-Tby-kH26OlLswpyu1e8f9HUjEpcKRxJj61ngP-SZHtIahfkAYB-lMO62XdenjYg6x81CxJOsy6OGpTZPnhpY6i1DUYUf0a4MODlkIPvHBMfmrQVvuOg8HcTvaIx6Mz7pnFCwYajK7MlbBam62BGkSnXIh7gFLrhcryQZyF-D/s4032/20231217_114321.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCstRtk3KO8uHR63lunc3-Tby-kH26OlLswpyu1e8f9HUjEpcKRxJj61ngP-SZHtIahfkAYB-lMO62XdenjYg6x81CxJOsy6OGpTZPnhpY6i1DUYUf0a4MODlkIPvHBMfmrQVvuOg8HcTvaIx6Mz7pnFCwYajK7MlbBam62BGkSnXIh7gFLrhcryQZyF-D/w300-h400/20231217_114321.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">She rests near me but hops up occasionally to grab a toy from the basket. For a while this morning she chased a squeaky ball around the house.</span><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I wish we could go out for a walk, but this is happening:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWw04yvBuZJnScVsaBux_rnaZiVUVpO8SHMwzosLff5oNGsKPKTa9Iz9wKgGYoIqwwyTP89uQh6Nm_xRlIbdVl8FQIFRNHlWTMAfv84XEvFbYkjWcBlqWfmUWPH3I7QkL7X5XF00EQb4rscauu1F_JdzTbcGBE0o9ZAGPGR_lMA5gn6ydmaZO4fN2dnvg9/s4032/20231217_114422.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWw04yvBuZJnScVsaBux_rnaZiVUVpO8SHMwzosLff5oNGsKPKTa9Iz9wKgGYoIqwwyTP89uQh6Nm_xRlIbdVl8FQIFRNHlWTMAfv84XEvFbYkjWcBlqWfmUWPH3I7QkL7X5XF00EQb4rscauu1F_JdzTbcGBE0o9ZAGPGR_lMA5gn6ydmaZO4fN2dnvg9/w400-h300/20231217_114422.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Lake Junebug has achieved record depths, and the wind is blowing hard. I'll be glad when the storm moves on with those shorts. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We had a lake of a different kind in the house last night. After the dogs went out <b>and I watched Penelope pee,</b> I prepared some supper for myself and sat down to eat. Penelope went to the back door to indicate she needed to go out, a trick she sometimes employs in the hopes I'll put down my food so she can run over to snatch some goody while I'm opening the door.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Forget it, Penelope, </i>I told her. <i>I'm not falling for it.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I ate my supper and about 20 minutes later went to the living room where I found Penelope had created Lake Superior under the Christmas tree! </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpnSbgTzmsoA0UnEBHAKJzM_2D1LNGyXyXed4w5noxiowyqhIVALZ54NekAHbh50XefU34cdvP2Fs5s6YpkT7wjxjW8MpvDmsM87jlLhUZRoz9ur1gZVX_clb68aFVgiAr2bcGeM79_f5AmTBHrpgA4rIt3c13G6seZ5OGs7wblwcunkiWWh-H00ynrWQ/s4032/20231217_114624.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpnSbgTzmsoA0UnEBHAKJzM_2D1LNGyXyXed4w5noxiowyqhIVALZ54NekAHbh50XefU34cdvP2Fs5s6YpkT7wjxjW8MpvDmsM87jlLhUZRoz9ur1gZVX_clb68aFVgiAr2bcGeM79_f5AmTBHrpgA4rIt3c13G6seZ5OGs7wblwcunkiWWh-H00ynrWQ/w300-h400/20231217_114624.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">After I apologized to her for not letting her out, I heard Penelope snicker as I cleaned up the mess. Bah, humbug.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">We have some new ornaments this year.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This adorable doggy was a gift from Mistress Maddie:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwEq6cWloFk3CYZ5vHnd-3PejncBu0zEAapx1YAtklxnhVxjJ6JNDWdN9VB0azOzpmdOKwDzKv24a3t58dNy7VokN7PAc35n2vMhKi-nFtwHQhMbGZqJy91CbmHUIvnxoPLuA75XmtYJQisgAaCnCQ5Txa0p_KkLg8vEpbMZE8F97qdwHSK3YYKtDj8JY/s4032/20231217_114520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwEq6cWloFk3CYZ5vHnd-3PejncBu0zEAapx1YAtklxnhVxjJ6JNDWdN9VB0azOzpmdOKwDzKv24a3t58dNy7VokN7PAc35n2vMhKi-nFtwHQhMbGZqJy91CbmHUIvnxoPLuA75XmtYJQisgAaCnCQ5Txa0p_KkLg8vEpbMZE8F97qdwHSK3YYKtDj8JY/w300-h400/20231217_114520.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">And I added this flag:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWPtlaeY1VGCx9OmVh72fNvDIiFhbpOIn49lz4DEiefXt13bUgphuiCfKkuXvRAET0FCb5TgupLEPBtMbhdBVHpFX1o1FLFGJyfD_cLiQg0_FdVeNFm5XBWv4_QW3Ll4Yo0PO3ziz4LMhgivfO7WBXXf5WZpCYk5dcpi9vK_RI7CCeOcQh-8BqEY_3SPj/s4032/20231217_114530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWPtlaeY1VGCx9OmVh72fNvDIiFhbpOIn49lz4DEiefXt13bUgphuiCfKkuXvRAET0FCb5TgupLEPBtMbhdBVHpFX1o1FLFGJyfD_cLiQg0_FdVeNFm5XBWv4_QW3Ll4Yo0PO3ziz4LMhgivfO7WBXXf5WZpCYk5dcpi9vK_RI7CCeOcQh-8BqEY_3SPj/w300-h400/20231217_114530.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Some politicians want to forget Ukraine, but I won't. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">See you Tuesday for the big announcement.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></div><br /><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-61815794311859066052023-12-12T06:00:00.001-05:002023-12-12T06:00:00.142-05:00IT'S TIME FOR THE FREAKIN' GREEN ELF SHORTS CONTEST<p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">With all of those indictments, the golden shine has worn off of his Florida home, so it now look like this:</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzBZUP6OWz5eNBcksvwEQPw-8-K4aKmBEAHzlTXdmwbutWv124iUgBlsJ1J1K-xZ_Sq5qjp1kGKjuTXPUsFoVrDUtrvJLgnvc_xXtIjV_PZkHrClfjppVESwgDUG938mzZbUvVWhRx0xRKFG0wT8FFhLC_CQcngQCb9Eq6oFNfMyX-5-FbeHhXRrc33aed/s1179/mar%20a%20lago.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="884" data-original-width="1179" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzBZUP6OWz5eNBcksvwEQPw-8-K4aKmBEAHzlTXdmwbutWv124iUgBlsJ1J1K-xZ_Sq5qjp1kGKjuTXPUsFoVrDUtrvJLgnvc_xXtIjV_PZkHrClfjppVESwgDUG938mzZbUvVWhRx0xRKFG0wT8FFhLC_CQcngQCb9Eq6oFNfMyX-5-FbeHhXRrc33aed/w400-h300/mar%20a%20lago.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;">He wants an upgrade for the holidays (before he settles into a jail cell, we hope), and unfortunately, he showed up at my house on Royal Avenue. He thought King Charles would be here to entertain him. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This is his arrival:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzxnLNsNypPBUSt-mkP1gMIrqTty-KzZAoGDXXJ1ukKYfeDL8OZlfeYLYfJLr1OW32fwatr8aJ9kwDYa54usQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">And now it's time for the contest. You come up with your cleverest caption for the photo below. You have until Sunday to submit your entries and on Tuesday next week, I'll tell you which one of your sorry asses I've chosen as the winner. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I will then pass <i style="color: #38761d; font-weight: bold;">The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts </i>on to you and you will hold the next contest for the nasty things on your blog. They are so stinky and gross I can't wait to get them out of my house. It's a good thing the dogs have been treated for fleas. I haven't been, though. Ooooo! Something just crawled down my leg!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">You can also enter the contest and say that you don't want to win. All captions will be treated with equal love and disgust. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Here's the photo for which you need to create a caption:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF0DLqmEfulVnXxtcmhivagGsgjB0lz36kVDww2HoXTDuhSOmwMexXjsp2FkPhVFQot1K42_JXkUT8auSrrb0tmDQY8IqHkDpfH5fRSXbkC-NnYY42dvMRlunYz5yodkfRLLpgv8tH6Pqi6sqgA7mwO6FUSoE35WnUXJU1cRLriPH65X8tX7xkzKEhPHNR/s884/caption%20contest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="884" data-original-width="663" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF0DLqmEfulVnXxtcmhivagGsgjB0lz36kVDww2HoXTDuhSOmwMexXjsp2FkPhVFQot1K42_JXkUT8auSrrb0tmDQY8IqHkDpfH5fRSXbkC-NnYY42dvMRlunYz5yodkfRLLpgv8tH6Pqi6sqgA7mwO6FUSoE35WnUXJU1cRLriPH65X8tX7xkzKEhPHNR/w300-h400/caption%20contest.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Yes, that's Penelope standing behind him. She was so frightened she peed right after the picture was taken. The dogs do not like having him or the shorts in our Little House On The Swamp.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I await your clever responses.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p><br /></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-69998319311067917612023-12-11T06:00:00.001-05:002023-12-11T06:00:00.271-05:00FREAKIN' GREEN ELF SHORTS IN THE HOUSE!!!<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Here I am, a nice old lady who grew up in Kansas, someone who has never used a curse word and has remained a virgin so long she could be a nun, yet somehow I won last year's <i style="color: #38761d; font-weight: bold;">FREAKIN' GREEN ELF SHORTS COMPETITION</i>, when it was held by none other than that nasty man whore <a href="https://mistressmaddie.blogspot.com/2022/11/the-freakingreen-elf-shorts-competition.html">Mistress Maddie</a> (click on the link to see how Mads held the competition).</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So now it's my turn to present the photo captioning competition for the shorts, but I've run into a problem. I've had the box with the shorts for months and the box is pretty on the outside, but I was too afraid to open that Pandora's box of pestilence, pain, and fleas without </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">personal protective gear. My hazmat suit was on backorder from Ralph Lauren for months.</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7-wL0XUzlbBQfYAwiDy0ebuUXzJNsgmtpmQss0WEUzST3ufX0fI2jyJmNO4JX5hCHr3To9laqLizxfBzmGxKbWB4VZZjP_5zNfgHiNGeL31KsYQ5_Fj9VZQ2OkFgLmyqUT8_NgjPcarBrt7EEOji87pa0i7SnDdNRERTYuXziI-K3mtLuBsT6TmuRTxo/s1521/hazmat%20suit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1521" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX7-wL0XUzlbBQfYAwiDy0ebuUXzJNsgmtpmQss0WEUzST3ufX0fI2jyJmNO4JX5hCHr3To9laqLizxfBzmGxKbWB4VZZjP_5zNfgHiNGeL31KsYQ5_Fj9VZQ2OkFgLmyqUT8_NgjPcarBrt7EEOji87pa0i7SnDdNRERTYuXziI-K3mtLuBsT6TmuRTxo/w210-h400/hazmat%20suit.jpg" width="210" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But, finally, it arrived, and tomorrow, the bacteria-laden things will be out of the box and contaminating some poor soul's ass. It's your job to bring your clever captioning skills to the photo you'll see here, same bat time, same bat channel. </span></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyUKaTDgiXD9A1_SHDaKhExvyK3x2GTBoBAQfW0n8YV0HXSkObs8qKDCOUtT27aiafmcw79exGoCyH3JkQkrw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Even with my hazmat suit, I'm afraid. </span></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love and hatred of the germs,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-28164629537216501592023-11-27T06:00:00.002-05:002023-11-27T09:52:35.148-05:00LIVING WITH A PRINCESS<p> <span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I was not prepared for the antics of a German Shepherd. Princess was restless at first, but she accepted me as her mom quickly and I learned it's true that when you have a shepherd you no longer have any privacy. She follows me everywhere and watches me intently while I work. The minute I get up from my desk, she's on her feet, prepared to follow me anywhere. When I'm walking, if Princess feels she hasn't had enough attention, she'll flop down on the floor directly in front of me to request a belly rub. When she wakes up in the morning, if my alarm hasn't gone off yet, she wakes me up by sitting on me––sometimes she perches uncomfortably on my hip and sometimes she tries to crawl onto my head. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">When I take a shower, Princess stations herself outside the bathroom door to wait for me. I'm almost embarrassed to be the recipient of such devotion. She likes to watch TV with me, but she's only interested in certain shows. When she arrived, I was watching the final season of <i>Succession </i>on HBO, which she liked a lot. I don't know why, but when the opening music began, she hopped up on my lap. Having her on my lap isn't as much of a problem as you might think. She places the front part of her body on my legs, while her rear stretches across the couch. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiHrooYDqvdXXkPAfwPt4QZ61NHezWcyMT5gn7Td5Q9xS0HaoWP6wSyi1v9mQI1kp20GDfZxN1GsJXxCpCQRfS4YMqEEPInWEXnBlm15CSa2jqWP0G1GR4t0LeonF5MWi7VJQFV2uRxaCGIhJ2tuVmhX8kEUxLSL7AjYz0g8cE0pVp7ayfAnnQ6wsaxA7M/s4032/20230424_181802.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiHrooYDqvdXXkPAfwPt4QZ61NHezWcyMT5gn7Td5Q9xS0HaoWP6wSyi1v9mQI1kp20GDfZxN1GsJXxCpCQRfS4YMqEEPInWEXnBlm15CSa2jqWP0G1GR4t0LeonF5MWi7VJQFV2uRxaCGIhJ2tuVmhX8kEUxLSL7AjYz0g8cE0pVp7ayfAnnQ6wsaxA7M/w300-h400/20230424_181802.jpg" width="300" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /> More recently, she liked <i>Lessons In Chemistry</i> on AppleTV. The only part of having her on me that I don't like is her shedding, which she does A LOT. Her fur gives the Roombas a work out.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Some of the stories Penelope told about Princess in blog posts were true and some weren't. It was not true that Penelope disliked Princess. Penelope wanted Princess to play with her from the moment she first saw Princess. Penelope did the doggy "let's play" bow and pranced around, trying to lure Princess into games of chase, but Princess wasn't ready to play until she had settled into life with us after about two weeks. Then the two became best friends; antics ensued. After Penelope had her annual wellness exam with Dr. G., though, and was tired and didn't want to play, she told Princess with a little growl and shake of the head. Princess backed off immediately. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The two of them have some sort of communication system. Penelope knows Princess will escort her past a scary Roomba. At first, Princess nudged Penelope off of the big doggy bed. After they became friends, the nudging stopped, and Princess settled herself on the little doggy bed instead, although that means she's mostly on the floor.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZareUR4exV5bMI7vVw7lWdz21yqdnuh7_r1o590zrSGegsOgq9nqGHVRUkhMYBrY5E_gQXy8bKgapnO9DLWKlDelJ__RE2xvwkE4b8pXCBkOcUKP2XAE5VzT3VbBFPCVpXReoQ0obFI7y72Wf181ZgrIRNGpMwYVQIyAt1T5iWeF4n2py75s3pQTt4Zu3/s4032/20230430_174421.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZareUR4exV5bMI7vVw7lWdz21yqdnuh7_r1o590zrSGegsOgq9nqGHVRUkhMYBrY5E_gQXy8bKgapnO9DLWKlDelJ__RE2xvwkE4b8pXCBkOcUKP2XAE5VzT3VbBFPCVpXReoQ0obFI7y72Wf181ZgrIRNGpMwYVQIyAt1T5iWeF4n2py75s3pQTt4Zu3/w400-h300/20230430_174421.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">Penelope told the truth about Princess, however, when she said Princess is a thief. With time she learned that stealing food from the kitchen counters is frowned upon, as is stealing soap from the edge of the bathtub. Yes, she really did eat most of a bar of soap. One evening I heard a strange noise in the bedroom while I was getting ready for my shower. I found Princess with a full bag of dog treats she had stolen and opened while lounging on my bed. She looked like someone settling in to watch a movie while snacking on popcorn.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess is a smart girl. She knows sit and she does pretty well with stay. She's escaped from the backyard twice. I'm convinced Penelope was the mastermind behind both escapes. Penelope came right back in the house, though, while Princess refused. She wanted to go for a ride in the car. Both times I had to get the car key, let her in the car, get a leash, and lead her back in the house. Last spring when I walked her, she did pretty well on the leash, but she lost those skills over the summer when it was so hot that we couldn't go walking. I haven't been able to get her to heel, and she doesn't seem to understand the word NO. She resists down. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Consequently, Princess is attending dog training school. She's been there for a week. She'll be home in two - three weeks, so she'll be here to celebrate her first Kissmas and receive gifts from Santa Paws. I miss her terribly (Penelope's heart is broken), but thorough training is an investment in our future together. After she comes home, I will be trained in how to handle her. For now, I get a report card with photos and videos on Fridays.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I'll be so happy when she returns to us.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities, of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: large;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: large;"><b><i>And now a very important message:</i></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Lobster; font-size: large;"><b><i>WATCH THIS SPACE FOR NEWS ABOUT THE </i></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Lobster; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>FREAKIN'</i></b></span></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Lobster; font-size: x-large;"><b><i> GREEN</i></b></span></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><span style="color: #38761d;">ELF</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> </span></i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>SHORTS!!!</i></b></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"> </p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-68758197033119853612023-11-13T06:00:00.005-05:002023-11-13T21:34:02.830-05:00FRANKLIN & THE GREAT CANCER SCARE<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Lobster;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">and Maxwell,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Some of you have already read about The Great Cancer Scare from <a href="https://dumpedfirstwife.blogspot.com/2023/07/franklin-friday-ole-penlapee-is-fine.html">Franklin's POV</a>, but I'd like to add to Franklin's story. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">First, I have to tell you how I feel about Franklin. I love Penelope and Princess, but Franklin is my boy. We've been together such a long time (since 2010), and he was my walking companion until he started to stumble and struggle on our strolls. My all-time favorite dog was Faulkner, The Original Dog, but Franklin is a very close second to Faulkner.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAksho8GQ8WRnw4q3LJtumLSVQG99CW7GFGWdCDUOTbcSHgQNdaU88jn1TJXaNaBW-SaBQpk3wgJ-2rnOAss47jcqc7s7nweLRLaDG-L0y5fpgtL98LVsw_-W_iM53HQciUtWVuWGBEDgo0IsIjsjdaGU7PLI0uN95qMYDlV5SICkOCBO-F3zOQq0Am2E/s4000/franklin%20front%20door%20with%20kissmas%20lights.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAksho8GQ8WRnw4q3LJtumLSVQG99CW7GFGWdCDUOTbcSHgQNdaU88jn1TJXaNaBW-SaBQpk3wgJ-2rnOAss47jcqc7s7nweLRLaDG-L0y5fpgtL98LVsw_-W_iM53HQciUtWVuWGBEDgo0IsIjsjdaGU7PLI0uN95qMYDlV5SICkOCBO-F3zOQq0Am2E/w400-h300/franklin%20front%20door%20with%20kissmas%20lights.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I'm not the only one who loves Franklin. He was admired all over the neighborhood. People often called out to us to say how pretty he is and how they liked his fluffy fur. He's an exceptionally amiable dog. </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">But when we had a front door with glass panels in the top, I took delight in the way he appeared in those windows to roar at strangers. More than one Jehovah's Witness backed away in fear. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Rebekah's husband, Eddie, is something of a dog and cat whisperer. When Eddie and Franklin met, it took about 30 seconds for them to become fast friends. I wasn't surprised when Eddie settled down on the floor with Franklin to talk to him and brush him. That's when he found the red thing that resembled a pimple. The next day it was so much bigger that I made an appointment for Franklin at the vet's office even though our beloved Dr. G. wasn't there.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">The vet we saw used to be our regular vet. We had switched to Dr. G. because of a scheduling mix-up at one point and continued to ask for him. The other vet said Franklin had cancer and he wasn't going to stick a needle in it to find out if it was malignant because it was so inflamed. He gave me an antibiotic for Franklin and some drops to put on the red thing. Then he opened the door and gestured for us to leave. And that was it. No further instructions. No here's when you should come back or this is what you should do next. I was in shock and didn't make a fuss.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNC_6biiHt4t95QBB34dwZobSrcRkFizHb_1cxJ0Lqp3RF6j8Iq6dgjNejk5aWTSvptPEi9OuAxvrqG5BiCFRBxspudMV7eGzoJ-cMGY-plnVuYBNAqLsZ4oHTjxPGjMOYjd3xRT7rOditrU_qAhX9Th08Zc9_EGzpM6tO66oGnWC7XSjky-bOOcnEO0HG/s1190/frank%20on%20drugs.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="892" data-original-width="1190" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNC_6biiHt4t95QBB34dwZobSrcRkFizHb_1cxJ0Lqp3RF6j8Iq6dgjNejk5aWTSvptPEi9OuAxvrqG5BiCFRBxspudMV7eGzoJ-cMGY-plnVuYBNAqLsZ4oHTjxPGjMOYjd3xRT7rOditrU_qAhX9Th08Zc9_EGzpM6tO66oGnWC7XSjky-bOOcnEO0HG/w400-h300/frank%20on%20drugs.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">So we went home and I cried while I worked and cried while I didn't work. I couldn't wait for Dr. G to get back. I have to tell you, also, that Maureen stayed with Princess and Penelope while Franklin and I were at the vet's office because Princess had been with us only a few days. The first time I left the house to go to Costco, Maureen said Princess cried. But when I took Frank to the vet, it was Penelope who cried and was inconsolable. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Of course, Dr. G. removed the cancer, it was benign, and Franklin has been fine. He's been far more lively since that ugly red thing was removed, so something must have been brewing in his body for a while. I have to tell you about what happened after Dr. G. took Franklin's stitches out.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Dr. G. was done and it was time for us to leave. The vet tech opened the door to escort us to the front desk (the bills for the surgery were pretty substantial but we managed it). Dr. G. was on the other side of the room entering his notes in the computer. I stood up to leave. Usually Franklin goes straight out the door because he can't wait to leave. He hates vet visits.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">But this one time, instead of leaving, he went to Dr. G. to stand next to him. Dr. G. stopped what he was doing to pet Franklin, who was looking up at him with Franklin-style love and devotion. <i>I think he's saying thank you</i>, I told Dr. G.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Dr. G. said, <i>I think so, too.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">We left a beaming Dr. G. when Franklin was finished showing his appreciation. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">I check Franklin's skin frequently for any new bumps or lumps, especially his back leg where the cancer was. When I took Franklin to see Dr. G. in October for his annual wellness exam, I told him every day with Franklin is a bonus. I don't know how much longer he'll be with us, but I love and appreciate every minute with him. <i><span style="color: #e69138;">to be continued with more about Princess</span></i></span></p><p><span><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Janie Junebug</span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4mIIxTsFgGd56N0tEKrwvyDMKbH0Dmv4vfWupeHIM9fdJ1sZYWUuydvJQBeVobOMHUYCj0Ko3NDWJLAC0j_1-VF-EqBfWBzU2qciUmXGimnYlxqRBvjJNjigRUraOiuh96oae-f_SX76VSg82Rp9_FiNAIwMwsiZkTXRb2T34r5tC68IT3eaYqdzH2ZG/s2048/christmas%202017%20007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4mIIxTsFgGd56N0tEKrwvyDMKbH0Dmv4vfWupeHIM9fdJ1sZYWUuydvJQBeVobOMHUYCj0Ko3NDWJLAC0j_1-VF-EqBfWBzU2qciUmXGimnYlxqRBvjJNjigRUraOiuh96oae-f_SX76VSg82Rp9_FiNAIwMwsiZkTXRb2T34r5tC68IT3eaYqdzH2ZG/w400-h300/christmas%202017%20007.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-72717174125699999672023-11-08T09:37:00.002-05:002023-11-08T09:40:18.174-05:00THE ARRIVAL OF A PRINCESS<p> <span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess was very well behaved while traveling in the car, but when we arrived at the Little House On The Swamp, she was confused and distressed. She had no way of knowing why she was in yet another new place when she had become comfortable at the shelter.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Franklin and Penelope wagged their tails and welcomed her, but she had no interest in them. After meeting them in the back yard, she checked out the house and paced from one room to another for about three hours. This is the first photo I took of her when she finally stood still for a few minutes:</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOcvKtuVH2MYnN-8IPj88WfHowuO5nFMkCnjvzvKVkBOLAFy5qEqKwJUOoVIsgkv4t96Ih0hB7AT3T8HVwVtN4OSYAzORk8FByU7Fh18tWEbRmDSd8cy4dz76WXuXezIlsacTap_MITHF_Pbz9LnmU5DZvICOR8KTdQuzlrgxqYbwr0eji8hsmnw775vM/s4032/20230419_161811.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOcvKtuVH2MYnN-8IPj88WfHowuO5nFMkCnjvzvKVkBOLAFy5qEqKwJUOoVIsgkv4t96Ih0hB7AT3T8HVwVtN4OSYAzORk8FByU7Fh18tWEbRmDSd8cy4dz76WXuXezIlsacTap_MITHF_Pbz9LnmU5DZvICOR8KTdQuzlrgxqYbwr0eji8hsmnw775vM/w400-h300/20230419_161811.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">A few minutes later, Princess decided it was okay to lie down in the dining room. She must have been exhuasted, but after a few minutes of rest, she was up and moving again and she decided to check out some of the details of her new home. She discovered a bowl on the dining room table that held dog treats and stood up to help herself. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">No more keeping dog treats in the glass bowl on the table.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">She also decided to help herself to anything she could find on the counters in the kitchen, including the medication I had out for myself for the following morning. If Princess had been feeling depressed or had allergies, perhaps she felt better after stealing my meds.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I hadn't had such a tall dog in the house for a long time. I had to train Princess not to stand up to take things from tables and counters, and I had to train myself to remove tempting items. Later in the evening when we settled down to sleep, she was fine and slept next to me. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">When I had to work the following morning, I told Princess we couldn't have any nonsense. She had to behave herself and be quiet––and she did and she was. She curled up on the couch and watched me so intently that I suspected she hoped to apply for my job.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">And so those first few days went by. Penelope kept begging Princess to play; Princess ignored her.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">On Saturday, Rebekah and her husband, Eddie, came over because they had graciously agreed to use their rototiller in part of my yard that was so overwhelmed by weeds that I couldn't remove them on my own. After Eddie did the work and he came inside, he asked for Franklin's brush. That was when he found the ugly, red pimple on Franklin's back leg that led to The Great Cancer Scare. </span><span style="color: #ea9999;"><i>to be continued</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #ea9999;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-5829847834881177092023-10-25T13:40:00.001-04:002023-10-25T13:41:57.213-04:00PENELOPE SPEAKS: PARDON ME FOR INTERRUPTING <p><span style="font-size: medium;"> Hello. It is I, Penelope. I know Mom Mom has been telling you stories about adopting my big little sister, Princess, but I must ask you a question.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mYBGfWwx0HEI5AWifFDoxr1LdaX6WAEyCSdZNsweT9uSeeUzfyVYJ1EqPJhbQnwTbmkBBfF3SeA1piOiImbzvqH_Zb_UsFx26gR68JkHXuTvrb7srvD-PRIYcFt3HshVkFCIUGmIzV6iSQXxHkUYm0QkggD2irR9877B96uGaldE3hDfCN4bKzi8ts4D/s4032/20220921_092338.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mYBGfWwx0HEI5AWifFDoxr1LdaX6WAEyCSdZNsweT9uSeeUzfyVYJ1EqPJhbQnwTbmkBBfF3SeA1piOiImbzvqH_Zb_UsFx26gR68JkHXuTvrb7srvD-PRIYcFt3HshVkFCIUGmIzV6iSQXxHkUYm0QkggD2irR9877B96uGaldE3hDfCN4bKzi8ts4D/w400-h300/20220921_092338.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">Sometimes Mom Mom sprinkles some grass seed in the backyard and sometimes I might accidentally lick some of the grass seed. Mom Mom said, <i>Penelope, stop eating grass seed.</i></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I don't eat grass seed, </i>I told her.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Look in a mirror, </i>she said. <i>You have grass seed on your lower lip.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">A little while later I accidentally got more grass seed on my lips and she said, <i>Penelope, if you keep eating grass seed, you are going to turn into a chia pet.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJtw2VGMpxIvqZpG-Gq77gzcPAd9yEFzCLWMeAuk5LedORQQ1wV_BlzxyBgaxjHxRi5zipsSRVUeEVU3VLQWuD48bnOi0G4Fk8rUfyoMj2Sp53LbBHXR1qjF_EfRiz6Ug-zd15VEHurFb-WHAmF_Eivqn0b9pg6NyAfnaXQmX3KPsVm1kiVbKZMYZ_4Hq/s768/bobross.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwJtw2VGMpxIvqZpG-Gq77gzcPAd9yEFzCLWMeAuk5LedORQQ1wV_BlzxyBgaxjHxRi5zipsSRVUeEVU3VLQWuD48bnOi0G4Fk8rUfyoMj2Sp53LbBHXR1qjF_EfRiz6Ug-zd15VEHurFb-WHAmF_Eivqn0b9pg6NyAfnaXQmX3KPsVm1kiVbKZMYZ_4Hq/w400-h400/bobross.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;">Is this true? Could I turn into a chia pet? Sometimes Mom Mom makes up stuff, but sometimes she is right. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">If I turned into a chia pet, would I still look like myself, or would I look like the Bob Ross chia pet? Or maybe I would grow some different grass and look like the Willie Nelson chia pet?</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRX67_DPd29rBd9OvU3a6xUxS9xC7wwhFxcK1U-eRtxv0kJeYSktljbbraRSwyor-BIBa6RXU9CiSEY1DrJtBALOcrgBElmskKHydTBjs6ovz0OaTVOqMkq2wOlZvKxeb44Ag6NfgTXEQiFiqZdZDqQRmGLIbsmNq_UJApa9N4AhbMeaP-jjN5goSSMcK-/s1200/willienelson.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRX67_DPd29rBd9OvU3a6xUxS9xC7wwhFxcK1U-eRtxv0kJeYSktljbbraRSwyor-BIBa6RXU9CiSEY1DrJtBALOcrgBElmskKHydTBjs6ovz0OaTVOqMkq2wOlZvKxeb44Ag6NfgTXEQiFiqZdZDqQRmGLIbsmNq_UJApa9N4AhbMeaP-jjN5goSSMcK-/w400-h400/willienelson.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">I really don't want to be Willie Nelson or Bob Ross. I want to be I, Penelope. I hope I don't turn into a chia pet, but if I do, then I will be the cutest chia pet ever!</span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">That is all. Goodbye.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6wDv-bt7SEeRs3uir0IQK2sFbC6snr6BfrobomL4h67-OinuoDell3mHWqMFJIviDMwSZ3t13L7drSzfOVlLJg2XTmRwIHlDjiMbfgjRcPFStXKcDypg5QZmCbkRYW5ASF6OO9KtnXMsSKCJact56iDSDSTmOvicK1SIaUpgJ9VLXsOTWHkbXAh7NF_zc/s300/PENNY%20CHIA%20PET.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="240" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6wDv-bt7SEeRs3uir0IQK2sFbC6snr6BfrobomL4h67-OinuoDell3mHWqMFJIviDMwSZ3t13L7drSzfOVlLJg2XTmRwIHlDjiMbfgjRcPFStXKcDypg5QZmCbkRYW5ASF6OO9KtnXMsSKCJact56iDSDSTmOvicK1SIaUpgJ9VLXsOTWHkbXAh7NF_zc/w320-h400/PENNY%20CHIA%20PET.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-70944765966854501232023-10-23T06:00:00.003-04:002023-10-23T06:00:00.137-04:00THE ADOPTION OF ROYALTY<p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Gentle Readers . . . </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">and Maxwell,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span><span>I applied to adopt Princess. I usually adopt dogs who might be considered unadoptable because of their health or fear issues. I also have the requisite fenced-in backyard with a </span><span>six-foot (and some) </span><span>fence. Since I work from home, I would be able to give Princess loads of love and attention. She would also have built-in dog friends. I knew Franklin and Penelope would welcome her with open paws. Princess, at two years old, would help to keep the older dogs active.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I received a swift approval to my application along with an invitation to visit the shelter. This shelter wasn't just any shelter, though, that would easily allow me to pick up a dog and go home. I would have to spend time answering questions and getting to know Princess. Would she fear me? Would the person who runs the shelter think I was acceptable? </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I asked Carol to join me.She is Grandma to my dogs and would tell anyone who would listen that my dogs are well cared for.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAFoCdVRqs_IMgjmfXIwl940THNv72Z3ej6GJUiSZKKnOJtygMg4Nxl_NjWcQk8xptUxP7GP5WqIf322UESyqcsmseiVxzwV-NCc4xXfVTeaa6JQHZkK2MvUuxcMjOU4W0aQRmODNR60XYysQbM-bF3LWB_ttSZ9zhoH_QFyOLKONyZA-uOG4u7dH2yLfv/s4032/20230223_165821.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAFoCdVRqs_IMgjmfXIwl940THNv72Z3ej6GJUiSZKKnOJtygMg4Nxl_NjWcQk8xptUxP7GP5WqIf322UESyqcsmseiVxzwV-NCc4xXfVTeaa6JQHZkK2MvUuxcMjOU4W0aQRmODNR60XYysQbM-bF3LWB_ttSZ9zhoH_QFyOLKONyZA-uOG4u7dH2yLfv/w300-h400/20230223_165821.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;">We arrived in Green Cove Springs early on an April afternoon. The shelter could take seven shepherds at a time. Princess was from Tennessee. Her mistress had moved to Florida, been diagnosed with a cancer that was to claim her life, but had somehow found the shelter's benefactress, who drove Princess to the shelter. </span><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">The woman who ran the shelter, "Ann," brought out Princess to meet me. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">She was beautiful. No, she was gorgeous. She was amazing. She looked at me with eyes that were not quite brown. They were more of a warm amber and the fur on her head and neck was red, with fawn and some darker colors on her lower body.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">We spent some time outside with Princess, while Ann asked me questions. <i>What did I feed my dogs? When did I feed them? Why did I want a German Shepherd? It was hard to tell from the photos I'd emailed how large my yard was and Shepherds would become destructive if they didn't get enough exercise. Was my yard really big enough? How would I exercise Princess? How would I? When would I? What would I? </i></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">I could tell Ann didn't like my responses. She frowned a lot and at times, she told me I was wrong and told me what I needed to do instead, yet we moved inside to go over more details. Princess allowed me to pet her. Her fur was made of velvet. Ann didn't like the way I reached out to Princess and corrected me. Was she going to let me adopt this dog I had already fallen in love with?</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Finally, I asked, <i>So, can I take Princess home with me? </i>Ann said Princess had already made the decision. Yes, she had, by settling on my feet and staring at me with absolute devotion. I signed a contract stating I would not give Princess to someone else, and if for some reason I couldn't keep her, I would return her to the shelter, and I paid a fee, along with making a donation because I didn't want Ann to change her mind.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Ann cried. She cried when she talked about Princess leaving with me. She cried before Princess left with me. She cried when we left. And she cried in between all the other crying. Ann was devoted to the dogs. </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess hopped right in the back seat of my car, happy to go for a ride. I told Carol, <i>For a while there, I didn't think she was going to let me have Princess. </i>Carol agreed. <i>I didn't think so either. </i></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">We were relieved to drive away with our girl and head for home. </span><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: x-small;"><i>to be continued</i></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Lobster;">Janie Junebug</span> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4z4FCQRfV6PqErQNgwqMJeq5NrGyVJZHz4Lsql2fmD7gbLlIPcA_i24bsce_FEXk_q5NJ9W1r1wVHqvsWqOKptD0zgeVn8cCEQ9Y4PRXkfSzecFDUCrJc1KClF5lJn3VVc7BCSn0H1XrXX4nonc8c9O_fWuI0ncK1zYBi2atWtQdNh86IDtK-lLYdtPBa/s1261/german.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I knew it would be a little easier on Penelope and me if we already had another dog in the house when Franklin leaves us. I dread his death. He is an old man at 15 or thereabouts. He has some difficulty getting around, and last year––for the first time since 1998––I had to go for walks by myself. Franklin couldn't manage it anymore, and Penelope is lousy on a leash. I needed a walking buddy.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">So I went on <a href="https://www.petfinder.com/">Petfinder</a>, the online adoption website, where I spotted Penelope back in 2015. </span></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlD6mmyvKQJHbAlSFbOUwx7BFt1UdMvT-E6lD_24Bw46-y0-OprqxHzcXJPBQ3nXuil6yUrE8PINDMS4cjDEJ28YjUjlyDU-qk_hoH5KKXvdFd4COnZdYsFJKYI0evarUlMJMIEwVcUF9zUMttjruIqcoVYphsqPqu4KCaIA16exhp8rUj0nB2NwqgtKV/s842/mirabel.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="842" data-original-width="632" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOlD6mmyvKQJHbAlSFbOUwx7BFt1UdMvT-E6lD_24Bw46-y0-OprqxHzcXJPBQ3nXuil6yUrE8PINDMS4cjDEJ28YjUjlyDU-qk_hoH5KKXvdFd4COnZdYsFJKYI0evarUlMJMIEwVcUF9zUMttjruIqcoVYphsqPqu4KCaIA16exhp8rUj0nB2NwqgtKV/w300-h400/mirabel.jpg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the photo of a smiling Penelope that beguiled<br />me into adopting her at a rescue in Georgia.</td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This time, though, I hoped to find a dog who was fully or partially of a breed that was naturally intelligent and easy to train. I looked for a Collie and couldn't find a single one available for adoption. I know German Shepherds are intelligent and can be quite beautiful so I decided to search for them and discovered some were available not too far from our Little House On The Swamp.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I was especially interested in one shepherd, but when I called about him the contact person wouldn't help me find a time to visit the dog when I didn't have to work. Then I saw the story of Princess along with pictures of her and a video of her running and playing.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Princess was described as extremely shy and traumatized. She would need a home with a pet parent who would be patient with her. She had been with a person who kept her chained outside. Then the person became ill and couldn't keep Princess anymore. Fortunately, she ended up in a shelter especially for German Shepherds in Green Cove Springs, Florida. She was definitely a pretty girl. And German Shepherds are protective. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;">I was sure I could give Princess a happy, secure home, and in return, she'd be a good dog for me. </span><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: x-small;"><i>to be continued</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Infinities of love,</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Lobster; font-size: medium;">Janie Junebug</span></p>
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Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-79419893762852413652023-10-14T14:57:00.002-04:002023-10-14T16:22:20.405-04:00PART IV: THEY DO IT TO THEMSELVES<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrWIX6gl2exUrQ_VgCWOcAwTZAq0vXHFuVj2zNzoK2_S6246FsrUqhFORKT7WhKz2WSe8As87AtItnmFilLzIT6eKHH4GTXQ0up0ws4Z9ARx7Kv9ELoXHmjukKNuR9UPvuu7bqTz_LN6Ppst7f32aYPLtwjgH-9QXOzVUgPPBYo3h-u2_vpG3KF5Szz3TP/s960/trump10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="772" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrWIX6gl2exUrQ_VgCWOcAwTZAq0vXHFuVj2zNzoK2_S6246FsrUqhFORKT7WhKz2WSe8As87AtItnmFilLzIT6eKHH4GTXQ0up0ws4Z9ARx7Kv9ELoXHmjukKNuR9UPvuu7bqTz_LN6Ppst7f32aYPLtwjgH-9QXOzVUgPPBYo3h-u2_vpG3KF5Szz3TP/w321-h400/trump10.jpg" width="321" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Trump himself said he could shoot someone and get away with it. I'm sick of him getting away with things. Yes, he's under indictment. How is it that this criminal can still run for president?<br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgksbHrgl0bH82GjyToauf76wLZ6gWUSF-WTTsdr30bacKqUyU-Z9qjF2KvTo6lqVGR1Qz4Yze6IWWmfDDLdMdyBXEo-Nyt-3zXhdtwbmdGlqZ8i7LJfShdv94J1cSwx1ITGoOOuWrKjpFhdUG6_I6mpBX2WaLck_-fX8zVy2hyID1qMLwiiOrNlD89pmlr/s960/trump9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgksbHrgl0bH82GjyToauf76wLZ6gWUSF-WTTsdr30bacKqUyU-Z9qjF2KvTo6lqVGR1Qz4Yze6IWWmfDDLdMdyBXEo-Nyt-3zXhdtwbmdGlqZ8i7LJfShdv94J1cSwx1ITGoOOuWrKjpFhdUG6_I6mpBX2WaLck_-fX8zVy2hyID1qMLwiiOrNlD89pmlr/w320-h400/trump9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8t5yjMJhRFbRr9KT5cvHBzu1mJVqnEzZaXqVT0bAspBycgjMpfflC_CcENxdWuc1yymaJfDCmSmnZv9B5pDvDSI4HghbukcxVmf6TlesOpvdACm6cMYov6SKnuMrY0tvl217Tj6mEY37jYHHwBn1Ad3ZxqyjF8sB6MRe4QJrjPMQg715kc6RPpP9L8ZIB/s960/trump8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8t5yjMJhRFbRr9KT5cvHBzu1mJVqnEzZaXqVT0bAspBycgjMpfflC_CcENxdWuc1yymaJfDCmSmnZv9B5pDvDSI4HghbukcxVmf6TlesOpvdACm6cMYov6SKnuMrY0tvl217Tj6mEY37jYHHwBn1Ad3ZxqyjF8sB6MRe4QJrjPMQg715kc6RPpP9L8ZIB/w320-h400/trump8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvA0SHsQ42ADDk0CrhHvfIy29UgYXV55WV7MrQHGcWVQ1zmwts7YIFgkw7ngOmvhJft6HHIqHOfP7WWYjSRni9D4kh4Q16oqO1qPmZIpA1X8RF7O1TfIwfHgTXfOQbJWXjJsf6u-RVhM6XpbHQ3U6ETWUo1fzxGYZAcdnZwSiNNjNXlINUyDzmDNnxKkG/s1440/trump7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvA0SHsQ42ADDk0CrhHvfIy29UgYXV55WV7MrQHGcWVQ1zmwts7YIFgkw7ngOmvhJft6HHIqHOfP7WWYjSRni9D4kh4Q16oqO1qPmZIpA1X8RF7O1TfIwfHgTXfOQbJWXjJsf6u-RVhM6XpbHQ3U6ETWUo1fzxGYZAcdnZwSiNNjNXlINUyDzmDNnxKkG/w320-h400/trump7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Will he ever pay the price that other people pay?</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05n5KGJnE4hbdokGZZKpVt1m2TPYf5NGZe3RqZEYIYd_L2g-7wjYdDdhWfK0W2HJTFK0FQ-LX-_jP0bgT3vaV_wO7gEqfxpPk7pSbST5ARm_LSslqZxryE6MKmbaU2TIWa1wvxj_Wv4ueefvGBjCtZr2F_tNpAxiip7kBIv8H4swurOGKeyF-_ObkudU3/s726/trump5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="726" data-original-width="670" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05n5KGJnE4hbdokGZZKpVt1m2TPYf5NGZe3RqZEYIYd_L2g-7wjYdDdhWfK0W2HJTFK0FQ-LX-_jP0bgT3vaV_wO7gEqfxpPk7pSbST5ARm_LSslqZxryE6MKmbaU2TIWa1wvxj_Wv4ueefvGBjCtZr2F_tNpAxiip7kBIv8H4swurOGKeyF-_ObkudU3/w369-h400/trump5.jpg" width="369" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>
<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_g9jRcv2Ork?si=G3v5svBVwp7z7jRH" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-38298978480090736342023-10-12T21:17:00.000-04:002023-10-12T21:17:39.710-04:00PART III: THEY DO IT TO THEMSELVES<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4t5OxWtq-pzAbKbRx9D9dRNa1TlQgT_TKU_9C1S7Czzn7Qgzishu9IeIzotYP_mIWEXjfTu3l2p4VNFQL14JhojgK1BlWP5MGGiJQSStQs2q-8EKDsl2aHxr-dZbjnPGXtlqfolO_isHU3ylCcHQRABCRZdaCHPnVtdNbQcv6yGAPLCBXSEZ5iZBYpnYT/s1080/trump4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="551" data-original-width="1080" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4t5OxWtq-pzAbKbRx9D9dRNa1TlQgT_TKU_9C1S7Czzn7Qgzishu9IeIzotYP_mIWEXjfTu3l2p4VNFQL14JhojgK1BlWP5MGGiJQSStQs2q-8EKDsl2aHxr-dZbjnPGXtlqfolO_isHU3ylCcHQRABCRZdaCHPnVtdNbQcv6yGAPLCBXSEZ5iZBYpnYT/w400-h204/trump4.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxC_JwtsB-YJI1ZecnmmcS-vUtvlud3E_nqJ8r_tEvc7qITervIj74u6IcbM4BvPoFmf9kVdCV5Tge1SIiVLhcLqpODX4cNESGF-1OrEOAVfJE3J-5ew203uAmeD9HBvrXorFAy87W0eVq-_sl5EKbsGnjLQfgRJ_VqC_CP8LBoffNnfXUWLRDBZMJcZG7/s657/trump3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="657" data-original-width="526" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxC_JwtsB-YJI1ZecnmmcS-vUtvlud3E_nqJ8r_tEvc7qITervIj74u6IcbM4BvPoFmf9kVdCV5Tge1SIiVLhcLqpODX4cNESGF-1OrEOAVfJE3J-5ew203uAmeD9HBvrXorFAy87W0eVq-_sl5EKbsGnjLQfgRJ_VqC_CP8LBoffNnfXUWLRDBZMJcZG7/w320-h400/trump3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGENoYrYvdvRJJvnCTMGaSnYYV48hNayFSVCa_58SejjeTF3JESjEYOJAx2OTxF31VBOWKWUOzNBeNg6T40ewyW2tgy5o33TqO1f_FMCwCu-ieVjiPrHR-Ex1JIzbKAJ7OduKlVI8juHESfIp_enGRU8hu78E_eIx3YulvTrBmIEpEw8zdgydyf-XSXavp/s872/trump2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="872" data-original-width="753" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGENoYrYvdvRJJvnCTMGaSnYYV48hNayFSVCa_58SejjeTF3JESjEYOJAx2OTxF31VBOWKWUOzNBeNg6T40ewyW2tgy5o33TqO1f_FMCwCu-ieVjiPrHR-Ex1JIzbKAJ7OduKlVI8juHESfIp_enGRU8hu78E_eIx3YulvTrBmIEpEw8zdgydyf-XSXavp/w345-h400/trump2.jpg" width="345" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rJbr_i1CnWIGf7cElReEGO1RAbnqprIsuKC9nRprLVyexi9hoq__rTIKvKxRPynr6Uh7x8PfdUh8R69dHHvpWwaY2MadwXJaWP1GaGIC5FgYFq_MQrbDAETYqbuQO_ZA3_gjY2F0xYazvGveam2JT0BZczlgbJHEy5cdiYnx2H4LXd9hx7OpqB301etn/s843/trump.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="843" data-original-width="843" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rJbr_i1CnWIGf7cElReEGO1RAbnqprIsuKC9nRprLVyexi9hoq__rTIKvKxRPynr6Uh7x8PfdUh8R69dHHvpWwaY2MadwXJaWP1GaGIC5FgYFq_MQrbDAETYqbuQO_ZA3_gjY2F0xYazvGveam2JT0BZczlgbJHEy5cdiYnx2H4LXd9hx7OpqB301etn/w400-h400/trump.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>
<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/P8htBU8-ncg?si=UbhHS9tX7l8FN-zS" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-65312697690711305992023-10-10T20:55:00.002-04:002023-10-10T20:55:33.184-04:00PART II: THEY DO IT TO THEMSELVES<p> <span style="font-size: medium;">Thanks, Matt Gaetz. President Biden really is great, and he certainly isn't feeble. All that sleepy Uncle Joe stuff is a load of bullshit.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHawdWALQFJWDKugjTTErAarSZz0aco8XqrrCNFlHnZpfLlK1KPQZQe6wFfFII1_aDdCW0_SpAsOtLDyeMU0wXqIRvP76ikx1Yxh1FnITf9NBJ5gN58iTj6shoXgpy_28J6UGyOsOXhac6fMutv2hUozD7iI76-SRfto1jSpT3HGY_Y7J59k0wyjkOpQzy/s1440/gaetz4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1152" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHawdWALQFJWDKugjTTErAarSZz0aco8XqrrCNFlHnZpfLlK1KPQZQe6wFfFII1_aDdCW0_SpAsOtLDyeMU0wXqIRvP76ikx1Yxh1FnITf9NBJ5gN58iTj6shoXgpy_28J6UGyOsOXhac6fMutv2hUozD7iI76-SRfto1jSpT3HGY_Y7J59k0wyjkOpQzy/w320-h400/gaetz4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbiIeMopoeVWm1nri1uJdSuX7vdMebF-DneVa5TAFokr-0A4iSHiJLhkmuPfhkV61C4p4x2Ura79quNwqbJ1JFBODj_NdDoGWlMYRGr_9Rjl2HSP_ATASvk1VfUKgGEUgVbwAJnoluYTnMipat3TcEG-o_0bMWZvmjct1t-KUbMaas702UrKHR3sWCAfk/s1334/gaetz3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1334" data-original-width="750" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbiIeMopoeVWm1nri1uJdSuX7vdMebF-DneVa5TAFokr-0A4iSHiJLhkmuPfhkV61C4p4x2Ura79quNwqbJ1JFBODj_NdDoGWlMYRGr_9Rjl2HSP_ATASvk1VfUKgGEUgVbwAJnoluYTnMipat3TcEG-o_0bMWZvmjct1t-KUbMaas702UrKHR3sWCAfk/w225-h400/gaetz3.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">Yeah, you screwed your own party's speaker.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdd6AtBTEM3Biwq7WoxvABWOHWIWHKksCGevPQlzHLV3SQxR7Kv0rPjIYCXMOIFaIEyh94J4DBYFO02tP_xE5c3ARZjgcq6eYUEBIHR7Clj6VUgiX-cDuQ9R-d-b8nXb-puIRoQrTGGAnwFjTm0tywmOvoA8Skaq2dldChHRAGlvA-8y_OG1J3v2ukz_Rq/s720/gaetz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="334" data-original-width="720" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdd6AtBTEM3Biwq7WoxvABWOHWIWHKksCGevPQlzHLV3SQxR7Kv0rPjIYCXMOIFaIEyh94J4DBYFO02tP_xE5c3ARZjgcq6eYUEBIHR7Clj6VUgiX-cDuQ9R-d-b8nXb-puIRoQrTGGAnwFjTm0tywmOvoA8Skaq2dldChHRAGlvA-8y_OG1J3v2ukz_Rq/w400-h185/gaetz2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">Don't worry. I'm running.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheqCPGM71gFScVTdnmZ1-DAr-QpVs__6D4LfIcbYOeG2oAAl2TGU-9SQ64phFo8p0wyYee0V_aaZtHwTD65Os6osU426xiPn9CgR_jIp6pQS_AWNx31OwDmGJs3q1HmRKXq3gVL5QEKiLBs4gddp7h3iEamjJB6B7o5CfH4gmn1JzyznXc5mlc0fkW954U/s960/gaetz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="822" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheqCPGM71gFScVTdnmZ1-DAr-QpVs__6D4LfIcbYOeG2oAAl2TGU-9SQ64phFo8p0wyYee0V_aaZtHwTD65Os6osU426xiPn9CgR_jIp6pQS_AWNx31OwDmGJs3q1HmRKXq3gVL5QEKiLBs4gddp7h3iEamjJB6B7o5CfH4gmn1JzyznXc5mlc0fkW954U/w343-h400/gaetz.jpg" width="343" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This advertisement has to be the most interesting one of all. 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<blockquote class="twitter-tweet"><p dir="ltr" lang="en">That’s right. <a href="https://t.co/SI9hNEOEEJ">pic.twitter.com/SI9hNEOEEJ</a></p>— Joe Biden (@JoeBiden) <a href="https://twitter.com/JoeBiden/status/1707387686154121488?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">September 28, 2023</a></blockquote> <script async="" charset="utf-8" src="https://platform.twitter.com/widgets.js"></script>Janie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com17