With neon orange for all

I won't be blogging for a few days. I'm off to spend a long weekend in the Blue Ridge Mountains reading, relaxing and hiking with the dogs.



These pictures were taken from my trip there in September. I can't wait to see the fall foliage this weekend. Lucy is hoping to see her birth Mother again.


I'm all ready to go with my bright orange fleece and orange reflective vests for the dogs all courtesy of L.L. Bean. It's hunting season and I'm not in the mood to get my head blown off by some backcountry hick with a shotgun and a hunting permit. Hopefully good stories and pictures will arrive on Monday's post. Have a great weekend, all!

Something else for me to clean

I just looked out the window to see the dogs basking in the sun. George the Jack Russell got up, walked over to Lucy the Lab and lifted his leg and peed on her. She is now officially his bitch.

The day after

As many of you know, I am not a big fan of children. However, I’m OK with once a year giving polite, respectful children in costumes candy when they knock on the door and say, “Trick or Treat.” What I have big issues with are kids who don’t dress up. This year I was vocal. One neighborhood twit came around in a sweatshirt and jeans and when I asked what he was he said, “A robber.” I told him that was a pathetic costume and he shouldn’t get any candy for it. He looked shocked. There’s your trick from me you little hellion.

What happened to the spirit of Halloween? The whole POINT is dressing up. The “winner” was a kid who dressed up as a Master Lock. Silver painted cardboard flanking his front and back, a silver tube going over his head from shoulder to shoulder and a black, numbered dial on his chest. GENIUS!!! Three girls did dress up as Snap, Crackle and Pop of Rice Krispies fame. That was a good homemade costume too. But I can’t count how many Batmans, Barbies and Spidermans I saw. Are kids not creative anymore?

A bet or just festive?

Every morning I take the train in to work. Every morning there are business men, business women, students and half asleep children sitting upright, sleeping or slouching their way to their destinations. This morning people were laughing. Why? It couldn’t be because half of SEPTA is on strike and so the train cars were overcrowded. No. It was because in the car in front of mine, sitting up straight reading a paper was an over 35, average looking man. Why did this make everyone smile? Because he was dressed from head to toe in a tiger costume. The kind of costume that has a hood that comes up over your forehead with the ears sewn on. Do you think he lost a bet?

Just a dollar

I had the oil changed in the car the other day and a question has yet to be answered. I have been pondering this for years now and would really like someone to answer it for me:

When I take the car in to have the oil changed, there is ALWAYS a charge for filling up the windshield wiper fluid. It’s not expensive, but nothing else gets filled up. Why is my windshield wiper fluid always topped up without asking me? They can’t call that a “courtesy” because they CHARGE me for it. You don’t go to a burger joint, have them give you fries because they thought you looked really hungry and then charge you for them. Half the time I swear it doesn’t even need to be topped up but there is always that $1. charge

Yes, I do realize it’s only a dollar but it really pisses me off. Is it just me?