Brain Puke XX

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Let's get some things off the jahoobies, shall we?  Tis Festivus; time for the Airing of Grievances!  Yes, I stole that from Ravager619!

First up, a holiday delight from Mistress Maddie.  She is a sweet treat unto herself, but:

Wonder what's in here?

The home baked sand tart cookies are almost gone; they are so fucking addictive!  Gurl sure can cook!  The stollen will be served on xmess morning with (unspiked) eggnog & coffee.  Maddie gurl, you are too too much!  Love ya!

Next up, from spouse's brother & SIL:

This is as far as my decorating got:

Better than nothing.  And look, no white stuff outside! 

The girls are taking everything in stride:

Miss Gigi loves her (homo depot) cardboard box.  See what I did there, Dave?

Miss Nyla loves her daddy's new chair.

Miss Oreo loves to keep watch over her humans.

Now onto some knitting:

This blankie is for my boss and his wife; a new baby boy is coming in March.

This xmess tree skirt is for Michael.  I offered to knit him a tree skirt for xmess 2019.  This item has 18 triangles; 3 are finished.  Oy!

January 3 can't come soon enough.  Neither can more Mueller subpoenas/indictments!

(Drama) Queen Quentin needs a kick in the ass; so many first world problems he has (bird poop on his car, the mail carrier didn't say "good morning" to him, etc.).  I'd like to see him trade places with a refugee child in a cage in Texas.

To the bitchcunts standing in the aisles of the grocery store yadda yadda-ing this morning, GTFO my way!  Go yadda yadda somewhere else; I got other things to do than listen to you!

Bobdammit, ENOUGH with the fucking cellphones!  Pay the fuck attention to your driving, your shopping, your work, etc.  To whomever invented that POS, FUCK YOU!

Wonder what 2019's gonna bring?

Miserable Monday Pix

Because Mondays suck...

Brain Puke XVII

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JFC, stop playing the national anthem before the ball game starts!  It's a fucking football/baseball game, not the fucking Fourth of July!

And while you're at it, get rid of "Kat Bless Amerikkka" in the 7th inning stretch of a baseball game too.

INDICT INDICT INDICT!

It just turned wicked cold here; too damn early to be this cold.

Why don't stupid people come with a sign that indicates how stupid they are? 

It's that time of year when my SAD kicks in and if you are not happy and smiling ear to ear people try and force you to be cheerful.  FUCK YOU! 

Baseball season begins on February 14.

So this happened on Wednesday (avert your eyes if you're squeamish):

Gotta give my boyz a little sugar.  And yes, they petted my pussy and it purred!  Good friends + good food + good conversation = priceless!

Next, for the furkid lovers out there:

Miss Oreo keeping Daddy's pants warm!

Misses Gigi and Nyla napping (what, you want them to load the dishwasher?).

Work has been busy.  Been working M-TH with an off day Friday the past couple months.  Gotta use up those vacation days somehow!

No new knitting to show off this time; several items in progress though.

Several stores I have visited recently have the shitty cheap-ass holiday crap out.  TOO FUCKING EARLY!

I am awaiting the arrival of the mince pies (YUM!) at my grocery store; I just picked up spouse's free turkey (and my lasagna) yesterday.  I don't eat turkey.

LOCK UP every damn GOPrick; none of them are any damn good!

Sometimes I hate being an adult; instead of doing house chores,  I'd rawther (a nod to spo) be knitting and eating bonbons.

Brain Puke XVI

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First things first: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVID!

Yesterday I had the pleasure of joining Mistress Maddie for a boozy chatty gossip-filled lunch.  She, being the generous fabulous marvelous soul she is, brought me presents:

A hand-made bamboo cheese board from P-town and my fave gin distilled in Philly.  THANK YOU MADDIE!  LUNCH WAS FUN AS ALWAYS!  SMOOCH!  One question: why are all your friends named Peter, Dick, or Willie?

Maddie was the first to see this item in person:

Yes, I knitted my own summer tote bag; took 3 weeks using a 100% cotton yarn.  Looks delicious enough to eat, right?  I call it my summer sherbet bag.

More baby sweaters are being made:

One co-worker's wife and one of my gym trainers are having babies later this year; they each received a red sweater.

The crape myrtle is in bloom:

And the cats are doing their thing:

And I felt so butch after putting this little item together:

A hibachi, for when the large charcoal grill is way too much.  This is just right for smaller cook-outs.  Today it will be used for pork chops.

Silent Sunday Pussy Pix!

Brain Puke XV

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Since today is Mother's Day, the cats and I have taken the day off.  This is what I received for Mother's Day.

Mike is/was my fave Monkee; this autobio comes with a companion music cd.

Miss Oreo has completely recovered from her health ordeal.

Miss Nyla doesn't care.

Neither does Miss Gigi.

Been knitting too.  Finished in time for Pride Month!  Janey was the first to see this beauty in person.

Knit this for my personal trainer at the gym.  She left to move north with her future spouse and for a better job.

In progress for myself - the back of a cardigan sweater.

Also in progress for myself - a lacy shawl; the yarn comes from Ireland.

Brain Puke XXIV

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For those of you new to my blog, this is my home.  Spring is trying to break through the mud here!

Crocus!

Hyacinth!

Snow Drops!

Mountain Laurel (PA state flower)!

Bradford Pear buds!

Cherry Tree buds!

Gratuitous pussy pix - Miss Gigi is testing out a new bathroom rug before it goes upstairs!

Brain Puke XXII

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2017 is gonna suck big time.  No doubt about it.  How to cope?  Get up off your ass and volunteer your time getting Democrat candidates elected in 2018!

(Drama) Queen Quentin is back with a vengeance.  "There's a pine cone on my driveway; it's devaluing my property and my neighborhood!"  "A bird shit on my windshield!"  "My neighbor didn't acknowledge me this morning!"  Queen Quentin is all about the first world problems...wonder how he would like living in Syria?   No logic, no common sense, no brains.  Dumbass!

The xmess holiday was quiet, just spouse and I and the cats.  Here are some holiday pix.

The tree with unopened prizes (a nod to Dr. Spo).

 

Spouse mouse pads (from the cats).  Get it?

Spouse BATMAN model; looks just like Adam West (rawr)!

A peace lizard shirt for me.

Another shirt for me.  It says: "if you can't say anything nice about anyone, come sit by me and we'll make fun of them together!"

Another shirt for me.  I plan to wear this on January 20, 2017.

Because I'm all about the booze.  Back off, Maddie!

Spouse finished his Alfred E. Newman model; the sign says "love thy neighbor", Alfred is flipping you off, and he has a hatchet in his hand.  Kinda looks like the poster boy for the incoming administration, eh?

This is what Miss Nyla thinks:

 

"SAY WHAT?"