Happy Father's Day

This post is going to be from Sully, to his Daddy...I would give him the keyboard, but instead he requested I post a few pictures:

It was a Father/Son moment

Thank you Sully for that.  Now, for a little known fact, J had a cat in his first apartment, when he moved his grandmother took Clara.  Clara still loves her Daddy, so...introducing: Clara!

She thinks this is her angelic look

She's happy with her rotund size

He caught a Clarafish

She was having to approve his gifts for his birday

This is DevilClara

Happy Father's Day to all of the Dads out there!
I would have written one about my own father, but bless him, he doesn't use the computer much...maybe once a year or so.  I'm not sure he knows what a blog is.

Decided to write a second post today

I've had a few funnies happen in the past few days that I just have to share!

J and I went to Barnes & Noble yesterday, to walk around and waste some time before work.  I had to use the restroom...as I was washing my hands, there was a mother and her 6 or 7 year old daughter standing near me.  The little girl looked at the big silver box found in all lady's public restrooms and says, "Why do you have to pay for napkins?"  Poor thing was so confused.  I just kept washing my hands, looked up to see mom looking at me to judge my reaction.  That did it, I had to tuck my head and giggle so the little girl didn't see me laughing.  Little girl makes it worse, "That's not fair that they make you pay for napkins, most places just give you napkins, too many napkins, for free!!  Mom, why do they make you pay for napkins?!"  By this time, I'm convulsing with laughter, still trying to stifle it from the little girl.  Mom says, "That's going on Facebook for sure!"  I suggested she keep that story in reserves for later!  lol  It certainly went on my Facebook. 

Today J and I were talking, and after I gave him the cash I had, which was several ones, I told him not to go to a strip club with that!  lol  He then says, "I never understood why people want to go to strip clubs, I don't see the appeal in a woman on stage wiggling her boobies"  I died.  Bless him. 

J was showing me a few pictures I found on his laptop that has been locked up with a forgotten password for almost a year (I figured out how to hack into it and reset the password!  Go me!).  The pictures were from Gatlinburg's Ripley's Aquarium.  I love fish, so I was rattling off names of some of them.  He pointed out one large silver fish and remarked that he had forgotten what it was.  The next picture was just the back half of a striped fish and the back half of the large silver fish.  I'm such a fish-nerd that I immediately knew that the striped fish was a Frontosa, a large South American Cichlid.  Of course after I geekily rattled off some information about the Frontosa, I went to tell him what the large silver fish was called and all I could remember was that it starts with an A. 
Well, J said something just right as I was getting out of the car hours later and I stopped and yelled, "Arowana!  It's an Arowana!"  Since whatever it was he said that reminded me of the name had nothing to do with me screaming Arowana, I had to tell him that the large silver fish in the pictures was an Arowana.  My dear husband just shook his head.  'Tis just another day in the life of being married to me.  Random outbursts.  

A beautiful Frontosa, I will have one one day

Arowana, not so beautiful, but still amazing fish

Yes, I'm a fish lover.  Mostly a cichlid lover, African over South American, but I still have my favorites of the South American variety.  I'm going to go off topic and show you some pics! 

Yellow Labidochromis

Labidochromis, color morph

Mbuna

One of my very very favorites, Acei

Gotta love a spotty fish, Venustus

South American Red Belly Pacu, they do really get that big, and they are the cousins to the Piranha

I've had several tanks of fish, and I always go back to Cichlids, I love them.  They have amazing personality.  Ok, now that I went waaaay off topic, have a good day!

Sully Adventure Saturday!

It's that time again...time for

Sully Adventure Saturday

I think he was dreaming of his favorite things to do

When Mommie and Daddy play, all Daddy has to do is say "OW" even if it doesn't hurt, and I start barking like crazy.  If he keeps saying it, I think it's really fun to jump up and try to bite Mom!  I wag my little nubby tail and listen to Dad laugh and laugh.  Then, the entire reason that I do it, Daddy gives me a Snausage!!  MMmmMMmmm my favorite!  

I also love to play with laser lights, if Mommie or Daddy is shining it on the floor of course.  Dad used to have this awesome light and I would chase that thing all over the apartment.  When he would stop it, I would attack!  I just know I can get it if I dig hard and fast enough, I will get that stinking dot!!  One day, I was having a really really good time, Daddy ran the dot into the bathroom and onto the bathtub wall.  I ran and ran and jumped over the tub wall and chased the dot in the tub!  So much fun!  Until...until one day, he ran it into the tub while there was water in it!  OMG!  I hate water!  I'm not a fan of water!  Not a happy camper.  I jumped right out and it took me a long time to trust Dad and the dot in the bathroom again!  

My favorite thing ever though, is the mornings with Daddy.  I always always sleep at Daddy's feet or his back, never with Mom (I think it hurts Mom's feelings, but I don't care).  As soon as Daddy wakes up, I go snuggle up with him and do my crazy dance!  I flip on my back and scratch my back and my head, mess up my beard, and snort.  Daddy thinks this is funny, so I just keep doing it.  Then, I snuggle back up with Dad.  I love mornings.  

Well, that's it for Sully Adventure Saturdays.  Check back tomorrow for Sully's Father's Day post, and meet another member of the family. 

Freaky Friday

I don't know about you and your house, but we have a problem.  A big problem.  Well, J describes them as small.  I've never seen them.  What, you ask?  Gremlins.  We have gremlins.  Supposedly.  I've never seen them, I'm not sure that they exist.  J swears they do. 

My first encounter with the gremlins, J and I had just moved in together and had gone to dinner somewhere.  I brought back left overs, half of my turkey burger, planning to eat it the next day for lunch.  I worked between leaving leftovers and lunch, but knew J was not a fan of turkey burgers.  I went to eat my lunch the next day, and my burger was gone.  Gone.  No trace of it left, no crumbs, nothing.  I couldn't even find the box it was in.  I asked J where it went.  He didn't know.  No idea.  I grinned and asked again.  Still, no idea...this time he looked mischievous.  Finally, he blames my missing burger on gremlins.  Gremlins?  Really J?  lol

I've asked him about photographic proof of the gremlins, he says they're pretty secretive and fast.  I know they're pretty crafty....
They let Sully out of his room (crate).  Oddly enough, only when his Daddy puts him in his room.  Funny, Daddy doesn't like putting him in his room, so I know that Daddy hasn't locked the door, just shut it, on several occasions.  Of course when we get home, Sullivan has made his great escape...they both blame it on gremlins. 
The gremlins apparently enjoy eating in our bed, but they're not very good at cleaning up after themselves because they leave crumbs.  I just look at J and roll my eyes when he says, "Those pesky gremlins!  I told them not to eat in the bed!!"
Gremlins also pinch me in the butt...it's annoying lol

I call J the Gremlin Lord because they only seem to come out when he's the one that's been mischievous!  I think the gremlins also help Sully out some too. 

Seriously Thursday

Sorry I've been gone for a few days, I spent my off days enjoying my time with J.  Swimming, eating, spending time with his family, celebrating his brother's 21st birthday (Happy Birthday Jacob!).  And, I had this whole wonderful idea for a blog for yesterday, and got far too busy at work to even bring out the computer to try to write it...so I'll try to incorporate it into today's Seriously Thursday.  And since I'm html impaired still unable to figure out how to add the banner, I'll just segue into it gracefully...

Seriously Thursday!

See...I'm crazy graceful...hahahaha

• Seriously...I'll be 28 in  less than a month, omg.  I wouldn't notice that I'm coming up on 30 if it weren't for the fact that my husband likes to laugh at the fact that remind me that he will barely be 25 when I roll out of 30 and into 31. 
• Seriously...are we already having heat indexes of 100+ and drought warnings, and it's just the first/middle part of June?!  Oh boy are we paying for the snow we enjoyed!  Thanks Mother Nature.
• Seriously...did I have to download Jack and Diane by John Cougar Mellencamp for my husband?  Somehow I ended up looking at him and talking out the lyrics, "A little ditty, about Jack and Diane..." met with an upturned eyebrow..."two American kids growing up in the Heartland..." this time met with, "what are you talking about?!"  I responded with, "Jacky's going to be a football star, Diane debutante backseat of Jacky's car".  By this time I'm trying not to laugh, realizing he really has no clue.  Wow.  Shake my head.  "Come on, J!  John Cougar Mellencamp!"  "Cougar?!  His middle name is Cougar?!"  I couldn't contain my laughter any more...
• Seriously...if you break down the lyrics to that song, they're pretty raunchy.  Wow Jack and Diane, get a room!
• Seriously...Harold Camping had a stroke?  That impaired his speech?  You want to keep trying to predict something God has said many times that man will not be able to predict?  I think I'll take Mr Camping as an example and not meddle with God's word or make my own way of twisting translating it.  
• Seriously...I'm ready for my nearly 3 week break from work, although it means J will be heading off to boot camp after 2 weeks of vacay together.  
• Seriously...I'm not going to say much in the way of details, but I'm asking all of my readers to pray for a job opportunity that has surfaced that may keep J from having to leave.  Pay and benefits pretty much equal that of the military, and it's a career, not just a job.  He'd get to be home everyday/night with none of the downsides of a military life, i.e. deployments.  So, please pray we learn something.  Though, we're not getting our hopes up just because of a few elements we're aware of.  The odds aren't all in his favor, however he still has a good chance we think. 
• Seriously...I have never been to Six Flags, and J would like to try to take a quick trip before he leaves to take me to Six Flags.  I've only ever been to Dollywood and Opryland.  
• Seriously...I'll try to do better on my blogging...

Hope everyone has a great day

Switch it up Sunday

Today is "Switch it up Sunday", so here I am.

    I'm not really sure how Amanda puts up with me.  I'm a fairly hyper, slightly obsessive compulsive person.  I am constantly doing something, whether it's out running or reading a book.  When I'm driving, i rant and rave at the seeming stupidity of other drivers.  I mean, if you can't drive it, don't buy it.  You know what I'm talking about.  You've all seen those people that have bought the huge trucks with the gigantic all-terrain tires weaving in and out of traffic like the "Dukes of Hazard".  Or the people that black out all of their windows and, because they can't see out of them, cut you off on the interstate.  Amanda sits there quietly, and listens to my tirade, and laughs her butt off.
    I said earlier that I am slightly obsessive compulsive.  If you could see our apartment, you wouldn't think so.  While out apartment is clean, it is cluttered.  The thing I'm really obsessive about are my dress clothes.  When I wear slacks or dress shirts, whether they be polo or button up shirts, I have to press and crease them.  It seriously bothers me if I am wearing dress clothes and have not pressed and creased them.  Amanda on the other hand, could care less if her dress clothes are ironed.  There's been many a time that gremlins have sneaked off with her clothes and ironed them. 
    Yes, gremlins live in our apartment.  They occasionally sneak off with Amanda's clothes or eat the last of the Wheat Thins.  Of course, Amanda tries to blame me for it, but I know who the real culprits are!  One of these days I'll manage to snap a picture of one.
    That's about all for today... see you next Sunday!

I dedicate Saturdays to....

Sully, aka Sullymonster, Sullybunny, Sullyman, SillySully...poor little guy, I don't think he knows what his name really is.  He hears Sul--- and he answers.  Few people have met Sully and just didn't like him, he's a doll.  Sweet, excited, loving, adorable, well behaved!  That's our baby.  He's just a character, I'm blessed to have had him for almost 8 years (his birthday's coming up in July!), from a wee-tiny six week old pup who pee'd in my lap on the drive home from the kennel, giving himself his middle name: Peabody.  Sullivan Peabody.  Distinguished, no?  lol  He thinks he is distinguished. 

My biggest regret with him is not having a camera when he was a wee-pup.  He was adorable.  1.4 pounds 6 weeks old and afraid of grass.  He and I have been through a lot in our 8 years together.  He is my dogson and I'll protect him and love him until the very end.  Though, there will be no end...he and I have an agreement, he must never die.  He agreed, he'll be immortal, that made me happy.  LOL! 
We can't say anything about going outside unless we are ready, right now ready.  We're really glad he can't spell, "O-U-T" and "P-A-R-K" are in our conversations many times a day.  Sully even knows his way to the park, if there weren't a mean dog in one of the apartments on his route to the park, we would let him go leashless.

Sully is a cuddlemonster:

Sully would never bathe if it were up to him, he hates it:

Sullivan practices yoga, he just knows his Daddy rolls out the yoga mat just for him.  Not like Daddy wants to use it for sit ups or anything:

Sully is also very sensitive and knows when his Mommie isn't feeling well and will be the best little nurse:

He LOVES car rides:

But, most of all, he loves his Daddy:

So, I think I'm going to have Sully Adventure Saturdays...he's always doing something, and he's such a huge part of our lives that it only makes sense to dedicate a day to him!