Happy Birthday Satan!

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday dear Satan,
Happy Birthday to you!!

Now lets all go eat some Cake!!!!

Where The Wild Things Roam

ok, so as I was trying to capture the wild on camera, I came across a wild and irritated Satan. Look closely at the blood shot eyes, the wild startlement in them as well. Never, never, creep up on Satan while he is working on home improvements. So Mangey, does this win some sort of freak of the week prize? Just curious!

Best In......Live Action Pose?

Alright Mangey,,,,, I'm bringin' it! Har! Thought this is a cool photo of Willow in action running in the bottom of the yard........so what do ya think? Is it prize worthy? Or need I go back and stalk my dogs some more?

Every Little Thing the Reflex Does.......

Couldn't help but sing a Duran Duran song. I am so 80's.

Anyway, for the past two days I have been in San Francisco learning Reflexology...... and I was thinking it was going to be more hands and ears reflexology (given I am an esthetician), BUT NOOOOOOO! I had to touch gross feet for two days.... and not just one persons feet, but several different feet!

They were clean feet, but feet just smell like feet, regardless of how many times you wash them... and like Mangey says that foot smell stays on your hands for awhile, until you scrub your hands raw.

And then you can still smell feet.

However, I was told that I am good at reflexology by the many o' owners of the above mentioned feet. Also while getting a reflexology done myself, I found myself on the astral plane. (thats in between awake and dreaming) I was having a groovy conversation with Mangey's dogs. Yes, I could understand them. We were emersed in convo when I was jarred back to reality by my reflexologist letting me know I was done.... and she wanted to know why I was smiling thru most of the session, did I enjoy it? Only me and the curs know for sure!

He Did a Bad Bad Thing

The ottoman that Spirit is slime-ing off of here, he and his brother (too embarrased to show face) decided that while dad was out at home depot, they would chew massive chunks out of it . First they did pull off the blanket that was on top, as they didn't want to mess that up.... and proceeded to chew and chew and chew...... until dad got home and they were punished.

I am just glad I wasn't home to witness the punishing, as I am sure it wasn't pretty.

Scary Clown Teeth Smile

Who says dogs don't smile for their photos? Willow is just so happy to pose for the photo, she even likes to show her scary clown teeth.

Stunna - Shades.......

This is what one of the girls at work is calling my new fabulous Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses I bought last week at the Dolce & Gabbana store in the Ceasar's mall in Vegas. I of course being so out of the loop on new lingo had to ask what she had said.

She said that is what "us" kids are calling stunning these days. If it is really cool, its stunning, or stunner, however, you have to drop the "er" or "ing" and just say stunna.

Ok. Thought she was just takin' the piss at me being a retard, however, one of the hairstylists came up to me yesterday before I left and said where did you get those "stunna shades?" And how much were they? yeah, expensive. but, I can't help it, I love Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses.........$240.00 . Yeah, I know. But I couldn't help it.


So enjoy the photos of the "stunna shades" one outside of their "house" er, sunglass case, and then of course me wearing the "stunna shades." And that is a purple shirt I am wearing. Not blue....just incase you were in shock that I am wearing something other than black. Purple is the color of choice outside of black.

Bitches!

At the trade show in Vegas, I see a cool unusual uniform for work. So me and my friend go over to check them out. the booth is swarming with people.

I find a size 14 in the coat. Mind you I am not a 14, I am a 10, but as the only other choices were size 4, I thought at least I could put it on and visualize what it would like on. Anyway, this one chick who is wearing one of the outfits is helping this other chick with one. And sees me struggling with these really long belt wraps it has (kinda like a geisha belt wrap) so she comes over to me and says, here let me help you. Ok. sure.

Now she says, what size are you wearing. And I not thinking go, oh its a 14. So then she says, oh, well for your size it is better tied in the back. ......... for my size..? What are you impling you bitch?

So I go over to the mirror to check out what it looks like tied in the back for my size, and I am loudly saying to my friend, so for my size how does this look? The chick that had been being helped by the bitch is by the mirror and is being kinda sheepish looking, like she shouldn't have said that huh?

So I ask another chick who is working there how much they are, and they were like $110, too much for something you are going to spill products on. So I put it back on the rack. And walk over to the bitch, and ask her if she has a catalog. and she says,

"Oh, ha ha, we (her and the chick that was with me at the mirror looking sheepish) don't even work here. We are just that opinionated. Ha ha".

Oh no you didn't. You did just say that to me. Ok blondie of the tiny waist and big boob, now I have long stopped putting hexes on people, but for that one, I may just come out of retirement for that. What a fucking bitch. Nothing like feeling I was back in high school.