Well, I was successful in whining adequately.

I now have a new, shiny computer……………….

It’s one of those interest-free deals where you better pay it off in monthly integrals or else they wallop you with all of the interest you missed for the past twelve months in one fell-swoop at the end (if you don’t keep up your end of the bargain).

All I’ve got to do is divide the total bill by twelve and that’s what needs to be scrimped out of the grocery-food budget each month.

…………….sorry guys——-beans and rice are a very healthy and hearty meal.

……………..especially when done in repeated succession for twelve months.

A loving, thrifty, musical legume with so many good health benefits……………and let’s not forget about the roughage………….that’s good for you too.

 

 

See how much I care for you?!

 

It does bring back college memories.

My husband and I would alternate between the collegiately-obligatory ramen noodle dinner and various canned generic beans with white rice.

 

…………..wow, that’s a blast from the past………….we kept the windows open a lot after those meals.

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I should be darning Patrice right now.  This pair is one of my older Patrice versions.  She’s got holes & patches all over her………….but she’s got charm.

And she’s so comfy.

 

I have to stitch one of her suspender straps.  It blew a flat.  I think the buckle broke……………nothing a few stitches can’t help.

I discovered my floppy bibs while trying to fly-spray Mason.  Or maybe they got torn because I was fly-spraying Mason…………….Mason does not like being sprayed.

 

 

He’s such a child.

 

 

So, along with the expected spinning and jerking and shoulder dislocations (mine) that was probably when my strap buckle broke.

 

But Mason’s been sprayed. His gate has been reinforced with an extra chain and clasp over the regular lock.

 

 

He is currently lipping it and trying his darnedest to un-do the new/added security measures…………………….we just can’t have a thoroughbred stallion skipping though the back yard and peeking into our windows………………again…………………

 

He recently let himself out through the gate somehow……….?

I swear he uses his lips like opposable thumbs.  He’s a raccoon.

 

 

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Well, I’d better get Patrice mended soon.  I’m tripping on her bibs.