Breathing Deep
The engine light in my car is on.
The freezer isn't freezing.
The griddle on the stove died.
The Dog fell and is now hopping around on 3 legs. (Poor fella...lookin' for the man who shot his paw).
But oh, there are beautiful, beautiful roses blooming in my front garden.
The freezer isn't freezing.
The griddle on the stove died.
The Dog fell and is now hopping around on 3 legs. (Poor fella...lookin' for the man who shot his paw).
But oh, there are beautiful, beautiful roses blooming in my front garden.
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cobbled together by Moi at 6:43 AM
8 Comments:
The roses fix everything, if only for a moment
Ba Ha Ha Ha
Thanks for ending on a high note.
Sorry 'bout the rest.
Peace
:+}
Mercury retrograde.
balls.
but nice job weaving in the dog-looking-for-the-man-who-shot-his-paw jok.
Sounds like a great visit with Monica.
griddles, freezers, engine light....sounds like man's job to fixem. poor Paw-paw
Is there anything more pitiful that a pet with a hurt paw? Especially the look up at you that says "why aren't you fixing this?"
Hooray for roses though. :)
Reminds me of this quote:
"we can complain because the rose bushes have thorns......
or rejoice because the thorn bush has roses"
In the end,and all things considered,life is good in Rainey's Domain!
..and I am so stealing Craig & Diane's quote!
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