Martini Cartwheels

I'm not really looking forward to the long weekend. First of all, they are predicting that Hurricane Earl could make for a messy weekend here in New England. Which means of course, I'll be spending a lot of time hiding out in the cellar. Because that's where I keep my Bombay Sapphire gin. And I'm going to need it if I have to start serving two months of jury duty next Tuesday. And not too many of you have come through for me I must say. I asked you all weeks ago the best way to get out of this federal jury duty. And yes, while some suggestions where pretty good, I don't think I will be able to find a cop to date before the end of the week because I'm sure Mariska Hargitay is very busy. So come on people. Don't leave me with the only option I currently have swimming around in my head - wearing my Eeyore pajamas and lambie mask the day on which I have been summoned to appear. It's still summer and a bit too warm for flannel.

We had a couple of friends over last night. Blondie and I did our best to prepare them a nice home-cooked meal. We bought steaks and grilled them. We also bought some lovely potato salad, a prepared Caesar Salad kit (complete with dressing), a pre-washed and cut salad plate, and a box of crackers. Unfortunately, the Vermont cheddar cheese, while delicious, was not pre-sliced. I won't make that mistake again. In order to save time, Blondie added the Caesar dressing around 3:00 in the afternoon. We ate at 6:00. Who knew that Romaine was not quite as sturdy as it looks in the package? Oh well. After supper, we built a fire and brought out a bowl of pre-popped kettle corn and some peanut butter cups. We are a bit tired today but it was worth the effort. Have a lovely Sunday all.

Blondie's new health kick included cutting back to only one beer a day . Having gone over her limit, the beer sampler/fanny paddler had to be brought out.

Does anyone know if the recycle people will take toilet seats? Because I put three of them out in the bin this morning. I imagine they could be sanitized, re-packaged, and sold at Home Depot as "gently used". Maybe the guy who usually takes all the cans out of our bin will want to grab these too. I just hope the recycle guys don't get pissed off. After all, I imagine it can be sort of a crappy job with all the waste folks put out on the curb. They probably have to flush out the non-recyclable goods and then are expected to wipe up any mess left behind. With all the loads they have to deal with week after week they must get annoyed. Which reminds me - I have to go put out that stack of magazines. Happy Friday!

Getting showered and dressed by a nightlight (it's still dark here when I get up at 4:15am) is not always the best idea. Nice hairdo today CJ. And yes, I am wearing a flannel shirt that I bought at Walmart. There are no secrets here. And no, my dog is not sitting on my head. I will call the electrician - soon.

This video was shot on the ferry on our way home from Provincetown. Blondie is well on her way, Stiffy's Boston accent is at its best, Lover Girl throws in her two cents, and Rizzo makes obscene gestures. Good times. Nice Blondie belch at 4min 50 sec in.