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Friday, June 26, 2015

Grin and Bear it

These bears can be found in the Wilderness Lodge gift shop. I really wanted to bring them home with me.. maybe next time.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Fancy dress

This was about 3 years ago. We were on our way to our friends' wedding and I had to take my obligatory picture with Gimli.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Sir Hiss returns

I brought Sir Hiss out of hiding the other day and the corgis delighted in dragging him around the house and wrapping themselves up with him.

If you've forgotten, Sir Hiss is the red boa constrictor that I got for Gimli at the Toronto Zoo.

Oh, he's not real.  He looks like this:

Gimli delights in leaving him in all sorts of places and the other day was no exception.

I went into our bedroom to find Sir Hiss taking a nap in the middle of the room. Can you imagine if it was darker? I'd have passed out!

Monday, June 15, 2015

There was a corgi who swallowed a fly

Gimli stalked the poor fly and trapped it in the window sill. I guess he felt like an extra dose of protein that day?

He usually goes after flies, but once he tried to get a spider that was on the other side of the window.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Throwback Thursday - Girlie face

Back when Merida first came to live with us. She could fit in my forearm as I carried her down the stairs. She could fit on my chest when she snuggled to fall asleep.

And those little teeth made her a little bitey face. Now she's a big girl with a big bark... that she lets out from the safety of the house or from behind big brofur.

Monday, June 8, 2015

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Year of the Corgi - June

And it's June. I... um... yeah.

I'll just admire this picture of Gimli as I try not to focus on the fact that we are almost mid year.

Monday, June 1, 2015

Do you mean me?

This past Saturday we went to a local school for a bake sale/carnival. The school was fundraising, and since our neighbor's children attend the school, we figured we'd stop by for some plants, baked goods etc.

Once we arrived, we made our way around the gym and went past a table staffed by players from a local pick up women's soccer league. Now, I don't play soccer. I've never played it, I don't know the rules. It requires a player to run back and forth moving a ball and trying to keep it away from other players. I'm so uncoordinated, it's a wonder I can run in a straight line! The only benefit I bring to a team... is to the opposing team!

The closest I ever come to soccer is when we watch the World Cup and the Euro cup. I root for Germany only because:

  • I've been there
  • Mike has German ancestry
  • a friend of mine is German. That's it.

This is the only soccer jersey I'll ever wear

Imagine my surprise when one of the ladies rushes up from the table and beelines toward me. At this point, we are nearly past the end of the table and I've not made eye contact with any of the staffers. She starts talking to me about this local league. "They meet on Sundays and it's near to the running track. It's a big team, so don't worry if you cannot make it some days. Oh, and you don't even have to be a mom, it's open to all women."

record scratch

What gave her the idea that I'd want to play soccer? And, how did she know I wasn't a mom?

I must be giving off a new set of vibes these days.