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Giggle Incitement

Something happened earlier today that really made me giggle.

As most of you know, I work from home. My dogs are pretty good about just hanging out, not bothering me as I work, but every now and then nature calls and they’ll come tell me they need to go outside. Keep in mind, I’m all alone in the house except for the dogs, so they have no choice but to come to me.

This is Meg, my 10-year-old Brittany. The one that is famous world-wide for her Meg’s Dilemma slideshow. Meg has a very expressive face and definitely her own personality that never fails to keep us entertained. Her nickname, by the way, which she answers to, is Crazy Dog.

When Meg wants your attention, she’s relentless. Earlier today, I was working away, when Meg came and sat next to me. I was busy, not paying her any attention, so she put her paw on my knee.

I ignored her. The paw pressure increased.

Finally, I looked down.

That’s when I almost choked. Because this is what I saw…

The dog was wearing my bra.

For real. The shoulder strap was around her neck and it was hanging down right in front of her chest. I didn’t have my camera at hand, so these pictures are a recreation, but it really happened.

Not only was she wearing my bra, she’d put it on herself!

How does that happen? My bras were in a heap on the floor by my laundry room, queued up to be washed. I’m guessing she was sniffing around in the pile and somehow managed to get herself entangled.

Now, I don’t know if she came to tell me she had to go out or to say, “Um, Mom. A little help here? Can you get this thing off of me?”

She was a bit indignant that I was laughing at her, but happy I was available to remove the foundation. She was even a good sport about wearing it again so I could take these pictures.

That’s my Crazy Dog…

UPDATE: It gets weirder. If it happens once, it’s probably an accident. Right? Well, it happened again! I was in my office, signing off the work computer for the day when both dogs popped in. I walked down the hall to the bedroom and when I turned around, there Meg was wearing the same bra. Now, that’s just bizarre. I made her walk downstairs, tripping over the thing, so she could show Hubby. I’ll never understand dogs.

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Happy Birthday, Hubby!

Today is Hubby’s birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HUBBY!

Shannon actually took this picture during Christmas 2008. I don’t have many images of Hubby to choose from as I write this. We’re at the WV place and most of my pics are at home on the network. So that one will have to do. Unless you want to look at last year’s birthday pics.

Speaking of pictures, here are a few odd ones for you.

The other day in Washington, DC, I saw this woman walking her kid/grand kid on a leash. The first thing I thought was “Jedi on a leash!” A Jedi is a Star Wars character with crazy mental powers.

I’ve never really been opposed to leashing children. I just think it looks silly and would never do it myself. But if your child is a Jedi Knight, it’s probably better to leash her/him.

Speaking of kids looking silly on leashes, check this out.

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You’ve seen signs like this on truck trailers, right?

This is only one example. There are many variations of this warning. In a nutshell, it means this… if you are following a truck with it’s right turn signal blinking that moves into the left lane, don’t try to pass on the right. If you do, you’ll get smushed.

The owner of the trailer shown below apparently got tired of people not understanding the standard wide right turn warning signs and took matters into his own hands.

Hubby gets the credit for spotting this one.

If you click on the image, you’ll get a larger view.

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Can you guess what this is?

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Want more weird pics? Sorry, I’m all out. This site should keep you entertained though.

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Cutting Edge Electronics Locator

Let’s say you’re out for the day, all set to tour some famous sites and take lots of pictures when you realize your camera battery is almost dead. You’re in the middle of a big city, but really need to find a camera or electronics store. You have no map, no telephone directory, no broadband Web access device.

In short, you’re screwed.

What do you do? You Call SONstar.

Yes, the makers of the wildly popular MOMstar Navigation Support System recently expanded their family of products. Now, parents can get directional assistance AND help buying electronics using the new SONstar Remote Navigation System.

All you need is a cellular telephone. Dial the toll-free number to reach an operator. “Did you just wake up?” is just one example of a mutually agreed upon code-word that indicates you are a paid subscriber in need of help. You might also use, “What time did you get home?” Or, perhaps, “Did you take out the trash?”

After establishing your identity, and verifying that you are a hopeless adult, the operator will ask what sort of help you need.

Using our example, we’ll pretend you are in Washington, DC. “I need to find a Best Buy (electronics box store) in Alexandria.”

“What do you need to buy?” the operator asks.

“A car charger for my camera battery.”

“Don’t you already have one?”

“Yes, son, but it’s at home in my camera bag.”

“That sucks,” he says. “Well, where are you now?”

You give him your location.

“Okay. Hold on,” he says. There’s a loud bang as he drops the phone. You wait as he consults a map. After a minute or two, he tells you there are three of them in the area. He’s mumbling so you have to ask him to repeat himself at least three times.

“The closest one is on Jefferson Davis Highway. So you need to turn around. It’s just past East Glebe Road.”

“Okay, thanks son,” you tell him. You’re just about to hang up when you remember… for a limited time only, if you nag the operator at the end of the call, too, you get a 10% discount on the service. You just have to remember to say something like, “Did you let the dogs out yet?” Or, “Clean your bedroom.” Perhaps even, “Don’t forget to mow the grass.”

The sound of the telephone slamming down is your acknowledgment that the bonus nagging has been received.

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What’s With the Duck?

This is not just any duck, this is FibroDuck.

In an effort to raise awareness and support for fibromyalgia sufferers, Jamie Goodwin, freelance writer and former stand-up comedienne, has started a movement. It’s the FibroDuck comedy tour. The goal is to collect pictures of FibroDuck taken at various places all around the world.

Wanna help? Visit the FibroDuck Web site and request your own duck today. There’s one en route to my house at this very moment. Somewhere between the UK and here. I’ll let you know when he has arrived.

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Um, Do You Think This is For Real?

Every now and then I like to post stuff on my blog that makes people wonder, “Is she serious?” Or, “Do you think she really believes this?” Perhaps even, “This chick is just dumb. And she’s not even a blonde.”

Like yesterday’s post.

And the one about Meg’s presbyopia correction.

There was the picture I added to my PhotoShop disaster post, too, which I don’t think anyone ever noticed a problem with.

I never know if people are afraid to ask or just don’t want to make me feel stupid by saying anything.

That’s okay. I just like keeping people on their toes.

Apparently, I am not alone. There’s actually a Web site, The Museum of Hoaxes, that has four fun photo tests. Here’s a fun thing to look at, too.

On a final note, here’s my latest favorite word-of-the-day from Urban Dictionary…

CYBERCHONDRIAC – someone who spends their time searching medical Web sites for diseases they convince themselves they actually have.

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Lite Margaritas… It’s About Time

Can you guess who joined Hubby and I for dinner last night?

C’mon, take a guess. The passport and Thailand paperwork are your clues.

It was Shannon, our eldest, who is less than a week away from setting off on her year-long, around the world backpacking tour.

Less than a week. Wow.

I’m changing the subject now…

Can you guess who made dinner? How about the pretty, blue beverage?

HINT: It wasn’t the same person.


It’s Hubby’s week to cook. Tonight, he made southwestern egg rolls with yummy, completely-from-scratch Mexican rice, which he served topped with some kind of green sauce and a dollop of sour cream. They were delicious.

I made the beverages. My famous blue margaritas. The two key ingredients, in addition to ice, frozen lime juice concentrate and salt, of course, are…

… DeKuyper Blue Curacao (orange flavored liqueur, blue in color) and Sauza Hornitos Reposado tequila.

Those two things have been staples at my house for a couple of years now. But tonight, I learned something new. Something very exciting. A bit of information I so wish I’d picked up on earlier in the year.

You see, I’ve been dieting. So I’ve been avoiding high calorie stuff like margaritas. It wasn’t until tonight that I realized the folks at DeKuyper had finally come out with a low-calorie Blue Curacao.

The weird thing is, it seems they’re trying to be sort of hush-hush about it. I have no idea why. I mean, I truly think lower calorie margaritas are a breakthrough. Don’t you?

So why not do a shout-out to the world announcing the fact? The label seems a bit, well, understated if you ask me. See for yourself…

All it says is “LITER.” At least it’s in uppercase. But why not something like, “ALL NEW, lower calorie, liter Blue Curacao. Same great flavor but with less sugar and fewer calories”?

Assuming there is less sugar and they didn’t use some other trick to make the stuff lite. It would be nice to know how much liter, too. Like, is it liter by 20 calories? Or 100 calories liter?

The DeKuyper marketing folks must not be the brightest bulbs on the string. Or maybe they’re dual-purpose marketers/taste-testers, never quite sober enough to realize or care that being LITER is a good thing.

Maybe we’ll get lucky and the people at Sauza will start offering a liter tequila. Maybe I should start a letter-writing campaign. What do you think? Wanna help?