Blah 'N Stuff

Blah.  I'm not sad, mad, happy, or bored.  I'm Blah.  I think Mom said it best when she said, "blah blah blah."

When we saw Ron White at Buffalo Run Casino in Miami, OK, we bought some waters and a beer at the bar, using our debit card.  Since then, there have been three fraudulant charges on our account.  They've all been under $15, but sheesh!  Our debit cards have been canceled and it'll be 10 days or so before new ones are issued.  Sheesh.

The girls are grounded from the computers, due to forgotten papers.  Monica leaves hers at school, and Natalie leaves hers at home.  They are both on the honor roll, so there is no excuse for detentions.  We've forgiven a few of them, but it's becoming habitual.  No journal updates for them this week.

My dog did NOT get his but kicked by another dog.  I decided today that he's MUCH too tough for that.  After all, he is Hawkeye the Wonder Dog.  Today I decided that he must have been attacked by a Wildebeest.  Yup.  That's what happened.  Actually, he made out pretty good for being the victim of a Wildebeest attack.

Have YOU ever been attacked by a Wildebeest?  No?  Then you have no room to judge, do you?  Trust my dog, you would NOT like such an attack.  It's not pretty.  And it's bad, too.

I like vanilla candles.  They smell the best.  Of all the food-scented candles (although I love them all) the vanilla is the best.  Wildebeests HATE vanilla candles.

Goodnight.