Brought to you by the letter “B”

It’s been a while (hasn’t it?) since I partook in a meme so here’s a fun one that I got ages ago from the lovely and talented JavaQueen:

The rules:

You leave a comment on this post requesting a letter and I’ll assign you one. You write about ten things you love that begin with your assigned letter, and post it at your place. When people comment on your list, you give them a letter, and the chain continues on and on.

Here we go, in no specific order:

1. Beer.

2. Bailey – my wonderful, deceased dog.

3. Bacon…’cause come on, who DOESN’T love bacon?

4. Bull’s Eyes. (Not the actual eyes of a bull but those yummy caramel cream confections that I eat by the bagful)

5. Beaches (not the movie, silly…a hot, sandy beach!)

6. Blogging.

7. British accents. Or a man with ANY accent, for that matter.

YUM!

8. Amy Butler fabric (ok, that was a bit of a cheat…but her last name begins with B!).

9. Boys (um, men really, ’cause I’m no cradle robber).

10. Boots (especially my Ugg-like warm, cozy winter boots).

There you have it. If you want to play along just leave a comment and ask for a letter.

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Boo Lovin’

Well, well, well, look who came to visit this week. It’s Boo…and his lovely girlfriend, Bev. These two lovebugs arrived early this week and let me tell you, I’ve not been able to separate them since they got here. They’ve been very polite and quiet guests, but I guess it’s because they are so ‘into’ each other that they don’t require much attention or entertainment. When they arrived they were clinging to each other for dear life.

Boo explained that Bev was a little frightened because she had never traveled before and she was a bit unsure of what was in store. I assured them that there was nothing to fear here…except maybe the dogs…

Who are always excited to see who’s visiting.

I explained to both of them that they probably shouldn’t draw attention to themselves like they were – by hanging on my chandelier – because the dogs would be even more interested.

I went to work and they decided that they would prefer to stay home and rough it by themselves. When I returned from work at lunch time I couldn’t find them anywhere. The last place I looked…in my bedroom…was where they were! All snuggled in bed together. Hmmmmm.

Just look at Bev all puckered and ready to smooch!

I didn’t think it was a good idea for them to lie in bed all day, especially unsupervised. I wasn’t ready for any monkey business!

They found plenty of things to do for the remainder of the day. They made monkey bars out of my headboard.

And climbed up and down and around on the railings.

Played on the computer.

Until I realized what they were looking at:

Naughty monkeys! I think the lovebirds are ready to head out to their next destination – Trisha’s. After all, how much lovey-dovey-monkey-business can a host expect to take? Sheesh.

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Birds of a feather…

Philip the Flamingo has graced our presence for the past few days. He’s visiting all the way from Joy’s in Minnesota. Fortunately, the temps have warmed up this week and we were able to get out and do some sight-seeing and have a bit of a history lesson. We headed down to the lake and Philip got to pose with the Sea Lion – a replica of a late 16th Century British sailing ship.

Next, posing with the Lighthouse – which was the first public building in the United States to be illuminated by natural gas.

Philip looking over the harbor…

We then headed to the beach where Philip felt right at home.

He wanted to wade in the water but it was frigid!

Then, on to the Welch building – as in Welch’s Grape Juice. Yes, the company started in this very town.

Next stop, the old train station where Abraham Lincoln stopped on his1861 inaugural train to meet Grace Bedell, the little girl who convinced him to grow a beard. She lived in this town!

Philip wanted to stop and look at the trains…

And I had NO idea what he had in mind next. I didn’t even see that he was carrying spray paint. He must have hidden it under all those feathers!

He was quite proud of himself. He’s a very talented artist. Who knew? I really couldn’t yell at him since he was our guest – plus he argued that there was already graffiti on the trains so it wouldn’t hurt to add more. And, as a fellow artist, I was not about to bash his artistic integrity.

I think Philip had a good time, even though he probably got far too much local history edumacation for his liking. He’s off to Trisha’s next…and I do believe it will be a full house!

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Burn, baby burn

This week we had the pleasure of hosting Douglas the Dragon who is visiting from Allison’s in Texas. I must say, I was a bit leery about having a real, fire breathing dragon in the house but Douglas was a wonderful guest…once he got the fire breathing bit out of his system.

He was immediately fixated with my new stove. And while the repair man was here trying to get the one burners to ignite, Douglas offered to give him a hand…

If only I had known Douglas would get that burner going I wouldn’t have called the repair man!

Once he started breathing fire he got a hankering to start a major conflagration. I told him that wouldn’t be such a good idea but that we would go practice on some old, abandoned buildings so he could get it out of his system.

As we were walking through the park he shrieked, “Holy heck, that looks like a castle! I want to burn it down!” It was actually a church and I explained that he’d surely burn in Hell if he ignited it. He insisted that I, at least, get a picture of him ‘pretend’ fire breathing so he could show it to all his dragon friends…who’d think he was exceptionally cool for igniting a castle.

Unbeknownst to me, my daughter snuck Douglas to school one day. She had a devious plan to use him to destroy the school.

Luckily, I pulled up just in time. She is now grounded. I decided to take Douglas to the Acupuncturist for a treatment. I thought he’d better get calmed down before his short journey to Trisha’s. He was a bit worried about having needles stuck into him but I assured him he wouldn’t feel a thing.

He said he really enjoyed it. He was so relaxed after his treatment I felt bad shoving him into his box and shipping him off. Have a good time with Douglas, Trisha! Don’t burn the town down!

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Some Bunny’s been a Bad Bunny

Nibbles the Bunny arrived this week and I knew we’d be in for an adventure while he was here. Now, Joan warned us that Nibbles had a propensity for bull-headedness but, sheesh, we never expected anything quite like what occurred this week.

On the first day of his visit, Nibbles went to work with me at the museum. He wandered off several times and I thought it was odd that he’d always end up near some sharp utensil or object that could be used as a weapon. He seemed harmless enough.

We took a break for lunch and Nibbles didn’t seem happy. He seemed extremely irritated and uneasy. Before I knew it he went crazy and tipped over the jelly caddy.

He stormed out of the restaurant and went and sat in the car. He wouldn’t tell me what was wrong so I thought it best that we head for home.

On our way home he started yelling for me to stop the car. I did as he wished, after all, I didn’t want to make my guest any more disgruntled. I couldn’t believe what transpired next. Nibbles flew out of the car, pulled out a gun, ran off toward a wooded area and seconds later I heard a gun shot. I was shakin’ in my shoes! I ran to see what was going on and this is what I saw:

Oh.My.Gawd. I stood in shock, not knowing what to do. I screamed, “Nibbles! What have you done?” He looked at me with his cute bunny eyes and said, “Please do not panic, it was something that had to be done.” He saw that I was completely confused so he explained. It appears that this opossum (Pico Opossum, the famed Beanie Baby poacher) had been following Nibbles since he saw him on eBay. He knew he was a retired Beanie Baby and figured he could ask a huge ransom for him. Nibbles was not going to be held captive by some scumbag opossum so he took matters into this own hands.

I was relieved to find out it was a self-defense sort of situation. I figured the authorities didn’t need to know about this little incident so I cleaned up the evidence. I threw the body into the wooded area, disposed of the gun and high tailed it home to clean any traces of gun residue off of Nibbles. Luckily, there were no witnesses, so I think Nibbles will be able to steer clear of the law. I thought it best that he get out of dodge as soon as possible. I didn’t want any suspicions to get raised if someone does find the body. So…Nibbles is off to Allison’s. Be careful, Allison. Keep a constant eye on this bad bunny!

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