Oh dear.

I was at the Mall today running errands and I dashed into Lush real quick to pick up my favorite and necessary Aqua Marina and right there, next to the counter. Just sitting there giving me the finger. Potion Lotion.

Totally unavailable and discontinued Potion Lotion.

Gorgeous, sophisticated, smelling of CARNATIONS and something spicy. (I know some people who hate carnations, but I don't give a flying fart. This stuff is so lovely)

And I had to leave without it because it's $18. For a tub of lotion.

I just can't justify that expense. Even though it is probably the last time they will have it.

Bastards.

But it was HARD! OH GOD! I rubbed it in while I was paying for my reasonably priced pink face custard and left with a tear in my eye.

Turkey dinner

and family is something that we do at my parent's house twice a year. My Mom, bless her heart! spends ALL day in the kitchen and is totally pooped by the end of it all.
It's always delicious, and every year there seems to be one more dog.

I kid you not.

Until family friends arrived the dogs had us outnumbered.

And they are all over 80 pounds.

I joked that it is only a matter of time before the beasts realize this and take control.
Everyone laughed, but I was only half joking.

The newest member of the pack is Mable, a hulking Weimereiner Pit Bull cross who is honestly the sweetest creature I have come across in a long time. There were some worried about her in the beginning, the stereotypes unfortunately preceded her and I think that there are still some concerns over her energy levels (she's huge and INTENSE, I can see where that comes from. And she's a bit of a mouthy kisser, and even I was a little freaked the first time she put my WHOLE ARM IN HER MOUTH.) But I would be a little freaked if any 90 lb dog put my arm in their mouth. Seems like a rational reaction to me.

She belongs to my Sister and her boyfriend and joins their menagerie of large dog (now 2 large dogs) 2 cats, a lizard and a BOA CONSTRICTOR.
Insane.

But everyone falls in love with her within minutes of meeting her and she really seems to fit in perfectly.


My Dad half joked that Mable could stay at their house last night and my poor Mom couldn't shoo us all out of there fast enough! (my parent's have 4 hulking beasts already, I wouldn't have let us in at all.)

(I am trying to upload the pictures I have onto Geoff's laptop, but it doesn't appear to be happening. Will keep trying)

So far this week.

I have been kicked in the face by a head cold and really just want to sleep, or watch Austen Romances all day.

But we've had a plumber in all day putting in new pipes to our kitchen sink (which is actually awesome because Now I Can Do Dishes again! And the weeks worth of dirty dishes that had to SIT THERE all week are finally clean, and we get to use our dishwasher for the FIRST TIME EVER) These are all good things.

But Norman has possibly blown his other knee (won't know for sure until tomorrow night) but he is basically bedridden, poor bugger, and I can't carry him with my stupid wrist and I am not sure what we're going to do when he needs to go Outside.

And the water heater up at the cabin has kicked the bucket so we spent Saturday night soaking up the bedroom floor and Sunday ripping up the carpets. The previously mentioned head cold is a result of sleeping in the main room, getting a chill and freezing all night.

Boo.

I am hoping that things will look up in the morning, and that our Little Buddy will be okay. That's the main thing.