Delicious Pasta

My husband created this delish dish that was almost too pretty to eat!

Tempe Town "Lake"

Tempe bridge

The dam that burst..

A casualty..

Dam after..

Dams..

Flotation device of some sort..

Dry lake bed..

Flotation device sunken..

It used to be filled to the brim..

Debris that will be cleaned soon..

Lonely bridge.

Blessed Cookie

Cookie blessing our Costco water...

...with his holy paws

Spent the day guarding the toilet

Observing being observed (or plotting to drive)

Doing his impression of a ferocious tiger

Doing his impression of a stuffed turkey

"NO paparazzi!" he says.

Many Faces of Piddles-Gayle

Many faces of Pid

It's hard being beautiful



"Kiss my paw" he says

Oh Hai!

Piddles is into maritime

Riddle Me This...

Something has been vexing me since yesterday afternoon. I was in a rush and stopped by a Circle K to grab my hubby and myself a couple of drinks. There was one other person ahead of me, a towering snooty man.

I say snooty because every other words out of his mouth was "Why, thank you" or "You're a huge help, thanks!" No, just kidding it was, "See, your going to to this...AND this..." to the cashier. Not in a I'm-robbing-you-so-do-this kind of way, but rather an I'm-the-customer-so-do-as-I-say kind of way.

So, he gets multiples of everything. He has: juice, milk, candy bars, paper, and other small items in multiples of three. Not so bad you say? Well, he tells the cashier to put the items in separate bags. The cashier, complying better than I would, starts putting a single set of the items in bags (1 milk, 1 juice, 1 candy bar, etc). The guy says, "NO! I said in SEPARATE BAGS!"

By now, I decide to set the drinks on the register counter so the guy would get the hint. The cashier gives a perplexing look and says, "Uh...what?" I'm thinking the exact same thing. Then the cashier says, "One bag for everything, right?" The man says, "Yes, see, you're going to put one item in each bag." He does it.

I'm literally standing there with my jaw wide open thinking this is getting good. I wonder, should I ask him why all the bags? What's with the multiples of three? What's wrong with sorting it all out later? Do you really need separate bags?

I wonder several scenarios:

1. He needs to collect plastic bags.
2. He has a phobia of food/items touching other items.
3. He has to give people items in bags?
4. They're presents?
5. He's bored and causing drama.

I'm going with #2. Hubby agrees with #4.

This has been bothering me a lot, like a person's name you can't for the life of you remember or a face you can't place.

Your thoughts?

Blasphemy!

I, for one, do not condone taking turtles from their natural habitat, but has it ever occured to anyone to actually bring their own turtles? (Yes, the race maybe small, but who cares?)

Ontario turtles beware, you should be lucky Chomper Cadman-Dentz lives in Arizona. For he is the fastest turtle in the Southwestern region and has faux-racers for breakfast!

Story

The Best Piece of Advice! (revisted)

One of the best pieces of advice ever given to me was a simple one. No, it wasn't "treat others as you want to be treated" (found this was a lie and shouldn't be preached anymore) or "Love is...". No.

Let me take you to the scene..I remember.

(I am sitting in the passenger's side with a friend driving and we see an old dirty ball in the road)

Friend: "Every time I see a ball rolling in the road or a ball in the road, I stop or drive like a mile an hour."

Me: "What? If I did that I would be stopping constantly on my street. I agree that you need to slow down and be more cautious, but not stop completely."

Friend: "True story, every time a ball rolls out onto the street, a child WILL chase it."

Me: "Ah, I don't think so. Give kids credit, they KNOW better than to follow a ball in the street. Haven't your parents taught YOU not to go in the road after things? HUH? Smart one?"

Friend: "Yes, but it's like an instant reflex for them."

Me: "I don't think so."

Friend: "Seriously, common sense isn't that common."

Me: "I just don't think, with parents watching and possibly playing with their children, kids would blindly run into the road....but, I'll take it under advisement."




*Yesterday I was driving and about 50 feet ahead of me I see a baseball roll into the road with a child immediately running behind it. No thought, just running. Not looking side to side, just running blindly into the road.

Luckily I already had braked by then. I looked to my right and saw a parent trailing behind and yelling at the boy and shaking a finger in the child's face. I was glad I listened to reason!

Best advice ever!

CALM DOWN!

This weekend we went up north to visit. Since it's a 6 hour drive we like to read to one another during the trip. I recently purchased a story I'd been looking for for awhile now. I first saw the story on Tales from the Darkside "The Cutty Black Sow," and I was intrigued. I searched for the short story and found it in an anthology online. My husband ordered it online and in 2 weeks it came. I couldn't wait to open it. When I opened it I was more than miffed. It was the wrong collection, the first volume, not the second. Being the horror fan I am, I decided to keep it and order the correct one.

Another 2 weeks goes by and it finally comes. I read it and re-read it. During the trip I decide to read it to my husband while he's driving. I got so into the book that while reading my husband says, "OKAY! You need to calm down!" I was so caught up in the story I was literally shouting "...for it was THE CUTTY BLLLAAACCCKKKK SOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!!!!..."

If you want me to read it to you, let me know.
Free of charge.