Finally, the plan worked! The dog didn’t bark or barf, the cats didn’t meow or hiss, and I was able to sleep like the princess I am until 10am. Simply wonderful.

My extra sleep energized me and not only have I walked the dog but I have figured out how to download pics from our camera and built a bird house. All in about 2 hours. How cool am I?

So, here for your viewing pleasure is the slide show of my life…….

First, may I present to you, the fish drink bowl.

Yes, this is what poor Charlie has to put up with on a daily basis. My crazy cats have two separate fresh water bowls but no, they prefer fish water. Personally, I think they are hoping for a little munchy along with the water but Charlie is no dumb fish. So far, he’s survived.

Next, I would like to re-visit a topic of ire. That’s right. Laundry. In an attempted to hold our tattered marriage together, I agreed to take over all laundry duties. (Except ironing – a girl has to have her standards.) Little did I know that waiting for me in the basement was the leaning tower of dirty clothes. See exhibit A.

When questioned, Party B broke down and confessed. He had stopped doing laundry weeks ago. Oh sure, he’d gather together the dirty clothes, but put them in the wash? Nope. Instead they were just piled in the basement. Waiting. The picture doesn’t do this pile justice. There are, easily, 10-12 loads here. Sigh. I did manage, however to catch the culprit in the act. Grrrr.

And finally, the birdhouse. Kevin found a huge bag of birdseed over the weekend that I have no memory of buying and I saw this in the paper this morning. All you need is a milk or OJ carton, a wire coat hanger, scissors, birdseed and voila! Instant feeding station.

I suppose you could paint it or spruce it up but it’s still raining here so I though I’d let to go. Don’t want to get too ambitious.

And, finally, in parting I offer you a Poocheese shot. He’s my new bud and is loving the fact that there is now someone home to feed him all day. Gotta love this dog.

Oh yes, thismade me laugh. I’m thinking my garden may just need a gnome or two….