Mr. Jakers and I have been taking turns throwing our head in the toilet. The stress of my final and paper/presentation has left me in the 'ulcer bleeding stage' for the last two weeks. Two out of three left, I am polishing off a bottle of pepto and hiking my pants up like a big girl.
I missed you guys too.
There is nothing really to fill you in on, unless you want to know something about the skeletal gene mutation of dwarfism? Everyone loves a midget.
The truck driver has gone international for a week, which has left me with a pack of dogs. I don't mind, they are pretty funny together....especially when we attempted a photo shoot to send to the trucker so he wouldnt forget what we look like.
Certainly not my best work, but Atlas comes close to outweighing me, and Teva was more interested in a bug then helping me stay upright. The handsome hound of course is always ready to strike a pose.
I of course am crashing a thanksgiving dinner as tradition has it. This years lucky family has no idea that I am showing up with an extra turkey to sneek into the frier and take home with me. After last years fiasco, I think it will be better if I bring my own bird to the dinner to take home at the end of the night.
2 comments:
I love how Mr. Jakers keeps his ears from dipping in the toilet! Hysterical.
I think you should make a "turkey loaf" in the shape of a hawk and send it to the cop. That'll learn him.
To-furkey. Losers get to-furkey. Notice that since we are NOT losers I have no idea how that is actually spelled. Love the pictures of the pups and you, but from an educational standpoint I realized that I had never seen the skeleton of a dwarf. So much for MSU Anatomy. No wonder I got a D. Have a great Thanksgiving Sweet Girl. We are counting down to Christmas.
Now it's off to an "orphan Thanksgiving" celebration of our own......
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