TIREd...I'm just TIREd. :)

Do you know what this is? Yeah, a tire. A flippin tire. I'm supposed to be impressed with the progress on Glampy-Poo when this is ALL there is to show. According to my darling hussy, my update should have started out....Hey look yall!! I got a tire!! 

No, it's not on the camper, but by golly its on the wheel. That's something, now isn't it? Psssshhhhh....whatev, you man-hag. (I'm just a tad irritated with my lack of assistance from my man. Can you tell?) I'm so disgusted, I wasn't even going to blog this week, but I'm trying to get over it. 

Ok...so forever the optimist...lots of good things did happen this week! 

First, coolest story. (the story might not be as cool as the actual experience, but I'm gonna tell you anyway.) The next door house moving is going kind of slow lately. But the moving dude has done enough that the fence has had to be partially removed, thus making our captive dogs more like free spirits! I know in my heart that Saucy (young Golden Retriever) would be very much a free spirited hippy if she were human. Sam (OLD Lhasa Apso), on the other hand, 

Only with a little more hair. 

So my optimistic (I'm trying to convince myself) self gets a knock on the door Friday morning...early. 

The lady at the door, "Yes, excuse me, but I am an abnormally early riser and I just happened to be roaming blocks and blocks away from my home, and passing yours. On foot. I just saw these two dogs and thought to myself, 'Self, Shellee has only one or two dogs, so what are the chances these two could be hers?'" 

(I'm standing peeking around the 1/4inch opening in the door trying to hold the closest blanket I could find around my teensy tiny gowned body.)(My gown wasn't teensy tiny, I was trying to allude to the fact that my body was teensy tiny.)(Yes, I know my body is not really teensy tiny, but I'm still feeling a little sarcastic due to the fact that I only have a tire to show for two weeks of potential working time.)(Like anyone would be able to see past my morning hair to notice my teensy tiny body, OR gown.)

She continues, "So I decided to knock VERY loudly, as to wake up not only you, but any other dogs that might be sleeping inside, as well as your mother-in-law across the street, your parents on 13th Street, and all the inmates at Dalby, and ask if they were your dogs." 

Ok...I'm being silly, I really did appreciate her telling me my dogs were out...WHO let the dogs out? Whho, whoo whoo.(Yeah, I had to go there.)

So anyway...making a short story long...I threw on some clothes, after attempting to peek off my porch and yell for the two mongrels a few times, and finally found them across the street over by my office. 

Ugggghhhh...you know what? This is really a lame story, so I'm not going to bore you, after all. I'll just share the picture of the cute little mouse I met during the Great Dog Chase of Friday morning. He had such a good time with Saucy, that he stuck around all day so I could save him from being run over, time and time again. 

I named him Squints. Original, huh?

I think he was still stoned from the night before. Little hood rat. 

 

Hey Squints...where'd you go, Buddy?? 

So, the rest of Friday goes along fairly blah, as do most of my days. Work, home, dinner, bed, Netflix. I watched an extra episode of my current series obsession, since tomorrow was to be Saturday, and I could sleep late. 

So I'm in the middle of a really good dream, that I don't remember, because I never remember my dreams, but I know I was in the middle of one, because I was asleep, until I was woken by a loud, booming, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. 

Seriously???? Yes, seriously. Early Waking Walking Woman has a husband. Yes, he lives blocks away with his wife. Yes, he knocks every bit as loud as she. Yes, it was every bit as early, maybe earlier. Yes, I was every bit as teeny tiny and lovely morning haired, but didn't bother to grab a blanket this time. You get what you deserve, people. Wake me up once, shame on you. Wake me up twice...it's your own d*mn problem getting the sight out of your head. 

"Um yes, I'm sorry to bother you, but I was just up at Stripes, and there was a dog up there. My wife said you had dogs that got out yesterday, so I thought I'd check to make sure it wasn't yours." 

REALLY???? You are up at the buttcrack of dawn, (yes, I said buttcrack) on foot, at Stripes, on a Saturday, (at the buttcrack of dawn did I mention) and see a dog and randomly think...'Oh, this must be Shellee's dog, because she has dogs."

It wasn't my dog. So smiled politely, thanked Mr. Buttcrack of Dawn Waker-upper, closed the door and at looked at him through the back of the door like...

...went back to bed for a bit, got up, cleaned house, and went to spend the day in Lubbock, NOT working on my camper. 

BUT....the optimistic icing on the cake for the weekend! Did a little junk shopping with my mom and dad, and man-hag (I'm still irritated.). Went to the Goodwill Pound store. LOVE IT! It's like the grab bag of thrift stores! 

I was just a digging up a storm and broke my nail wayyyy down in the quick. Yeah, ouch. But that didn't stop me. I held that sucka up above my head to slow the bleeding and continued to dig one handed! I found what may be my best find ever!!! 

Yes! It's a soccer ball trophy! And it's heavy! Not a cheap plastic thing. It's make of real wood and some kind of glass, with gold leaf on it. I think it's like fine china or something really expensive. The gold leaf is flaking off, but that's ok, because I have a really fantabulously awsome plan for this pretty!! I'll try  get it done soon, so I don't keep you waiting too long. It's gonna be a surprise. If anyone needs a brass plate that says "First Place Baptist Church 2009", let me know. I won't be using that part of it. I might even part with it for free. 

I found some other goodies, too. There's a cute little "naked-woman-in-a-bathtub" ashtray that I picked up at another thrift store. It sounds bad, but it's actually very tasteful, as far as "naked-woman-in-a-bathtub" ashtrays go. She holds cigarettes between her toes. I'm sure a lot of time and thought went into the design. I'm not posting a pic of it, since some may be offended, but I've listed it on my Etsy shop if you are interested in purchasing it. Or just send me a message and I might make you a deal! But I have to say, first come first served. I only have one, and I can't play favorites. 

Dicky asked what I wanted for Mother's Day...bwwwwahhahhahhahhaaaa ...opened yourself up for that one didn't ya babe! 

I want ELECTRICITY!!! I WANT LIGHTS IN MY CAMPER AND IN MY KITCHEN! I WANT, I WANT, I WANT!! 

Well...This was, once again, a lame boring, no progress Glamper update. But on the bright side...it IS an update! Maybe it's a little spark underneath the buttocks of my darling cupcake to get his rear in gear! 

Ok...well until next we meet...get crafty and make something! Toodle-loo!!