We call her Curly now

As you can see I do not have any pics worth putting on the blog.

Punkin Head is shopping for a birthday bike, he asked everyone who loves him enough to give him money to contribute to a new bike. He will be using it for transportation and sport so I thought it was a good idea. He is also packing up as they will move at the end of the month.

I bought Curly, that is my granddaughter, a book. It is hard to not spend money on this dear child not even born yet. There is just too much cute stuff. But a book, books are always a good idea.

PH was telling, and don't ask how we got on this subject,they have a once a year wiener dog race at the horse track in Portland. I thought he was bullshitting me, but when I Google wiener dog racing it seems it is very popular. I would think it would take days for those short little legs to get them anywhere much less around a track.

We went shopping Saturday after my pedicure and I hit a great sale at Chico's. Cotton summer pants for 19.99 that I can wear to work. It is hard to find summer work pants as I cannot wear capris and I need something that is not super casual. And I found 2 other pair I got for buy one get one half off. And I can wear them on vacation before wearing them out at the plant.

Kind of boring right now but only a week and a half til vacation. And 7 working days. I can do that.

How you know you are all finished growing up.

I apologize for all the Sammy The Spanky Dog pictures, but he is just a pretty boy.

I had the week from hell starting up Monday and it is holding true to form. But during my trials and tribulations I got a cart ride (few and far between in this joint) and a vehicular ride-that is a true treat. People are telling me other people like me, and people are telling me they like me. I have certainly sold everyone a good of bills here.

I had to go out and buy new pants this weekend. Upside-my belting of the fat pants finally became unacceptable to wear to work. Downside-Chico's, where I have long bought work clothes has now changed into the only casual clothes mode. Too bad, as these clothes did fit. This is gonna put me on the hunt for work clothes and I hate that in pants. Any woman will tell you, pants are a bitch to buy.

How do I know I am a full grown woman? I have bad hair. There is no getting around it, it is shitty hair. A guy I have known for years sat down and said, "Bad hair day?", and my response was "yep". And I do not care. Yea, I wish it was better but I am not gonna sit down and cry like I would when I was younger. I have a ball cap from my company in the front seat of my car, just in case. It is what it is, even when it is bad.