You were so good to me, but you're old so I have to trade you for something better...

I don't know why I feel the need get all the pictures from my phone and place them here. But I do, and I have more. I am still knitting and being very stingy with the finished products but now I want a picture of the finished products all together looking functional and crafty. So you'll have to wait until I find the yarn I just ran out of. This could take a while since I can't seem to find said yarn ANYWHERE. yuck. Anyway, those pictures will be here at some point, don't you worry your pretty little head.

I walk dogs in good old Cambridge MA. Granted the people are mostly elitist pigs that suck out loud and can ruin just about anyone's day, but the houses are awesome! This is my favorite one.


While I walk about in Cambridge, I see trash barrels on trash day. Sometimes they have YARD WASTE ONLY stickers on them. This one however was far more threatning! I didn't look inside for fear of what might happen.


Did I tell you I shaved a collie? I did and it was rancid. I don't usually shave this breed unless it is so extremely matted (tangled) that getting the mats out would be inhumane. This time it wasn't even an option that's how bad it was. It was kind of like sheering a sheep. Gross but for some reason I totally get into this kind of thing. I don't have the finished product since I am totally forgetful and think of things way late in the game but I did in fact get the beginning. The fur came off in three large pieces.



Then there is Coco. When she is pissed off about something she whines and complains and generally makes a racket. This time she was in full howl mode. I thought it was super cute and snapped a picture.


And last but not least, the pictures of my beloved Jeep that I traded in for a newer vehicle. I am going to miss the Jeep as it was so fun and so me. But it was small and old. Not very reliable when you need something reliable. Also, they ride horribly. Kind of like having your waist held and the rest of you shaken about violently whenever you hit a bump. Some of the reason I like them but some of the reason I wouldn't want to go cross country in it. Here it is then... I sooth myself with the knowledge that I will someday have another Jeep. So much fun. Seriously.




And here is the truck I opted for. Less bump, more room. I like it. Getting used to automatic is taking some time, as is getting used to the size of it after the tiny Jeep. I parked it today first time though so I am hopeful.


That's about it. The birds will be going to their new home soon. I am bummed and will miss their little melodies but they need stability and I have none to offer. I'm excited for them. The nests are going to be removed and the entire cage revamped for their new home so no one has to worry about baby birds everywhere. Good stuff. Over & Out.