Note To Self

I should make a lot of notes to myself.  Not always "to-do" list type of things.

1.  Don't buy Chef Boyardee Ravioli.  Just because it is beside the Spaghetti-Os, which you do like, does not mean you like ravioli.

2.  Wearing a light jacket does not make it spring. You're just lucky you didn't do that today with that horrible sleety stuff coming down.

3.  Put the second mitten back in the coat pocket.  It's not doing you any good on the kitchen table.

4.  On a similar topic, wear a scarf.  You've knit enough of them to warm the necks of an average family, take advantage of them!

5.  Tea doesn't make itself.  Just because you heated the water does not mean it will leap into the mug with a teabag.

6.  Ty will try to bite the vet that gives him shots.  Have the vet tech put the muzzle on before the attempt.  Give thanks for a very understanding vet.

On to other stuff!  The doggies and I had a lovely trip down to my parents' place this weekend.  I got to see the nephew (aka Cutest Kid on Earth) and Ty got groomed!

He looks like a proper Schnauzer now.  He likes the groomer, and she informed me he doesn't mind getting his nails ground down.  Which is great news, because he turns into a whirling dervish if you try to clip them.

Doesn't that patch on his chest look a bit like a bat?  He's my BatDog!  The patch is only visible right after he's groomed.

The front door is doggie TV for him.  If a squirrel or cat goes near enough for him to see, he sets up a racket!  When the door is shut, Saffron loves to lay on that snowman mat.  My parents' gorgeous Sheltie Princess is just outside the door there.  She prefers the cold, and it wasn't a particularly frigid weekend, so she saw no need to come in to be bugged by the youngster-dogs.

I'd meant the weekend to be a test run for my luggage and travel wardrobe, but Mom short-circuited that.  She loves to look for clearance sales, and tends to buy as much for me as for herself.  So Friday involved a fashion show of all the new pants and shirts she'd gotten for next to nothing.  And of course, almost all of them fit!  I ended up wearing new items as much as old, and when I packed to go, the luggage was overstuffed and I still had two bags of clothing besides.  If Mom didn't have a good idea of my clothing sense and color choices, it'd be miserable, but as it is, I'm happy with my new duds.