Oh, Blah Blah Blah, I Got Nothing to Say

Allrighty, this seriously will be only a 10 sentence blog tonight. I am so frigging tired, so in 2 minutes I am going to have a bath and hit the proverbial hay. Anyway, the week hasn't been all that exciting. I am so frigging glad it's the weekend though. I am so tired right now, I can't even think of any anecdotes to tell from the week. The dog is doing fine. She's really settled in, and sleeps through the night, and is training pretty well. It's just the damn puppy chewing that is crazy right now. Her name, alas, is Little Lady, or Lady for short for us grown ups to call her, but we ultimately decided that the kids should be allowed to name her. Keryn is/was adamant that she be called Little Lady, so there ya go. Of course, Margo told me that the breed is called a Cockachon, so of course I want to name her Chaka Khan now in the worst way. Ah well, if we get another cat, I am going to name it Chaka Khan. Then when I am outside call it I can go "Chaka Khan? Chaka Khan? Chaka Khan everybody, everybody Chaka Khan, let me rock you it's all I wanna do..." Ah, well, I think it would be funny.... ah, forget it.... my wife doesn't want another cat, but what's one more.... anyway, I'll keep you updated if I can get my Chaka....
So other than the dog nothing else is new. OH, yes there is - Margo, my righteous babe friend from Cowtown, bought Little Lady's sister!! her dad is meeting her halfway this weekend to give her the dog. How cool is that - now we are raising siblings. Anyway, I thought it was funny.
I bought a new book today, Man and Boy, and I want to start it tonight, but the damn thing is in the car. I can't decide if I want to start it that bad, or if I should just leave it. LOL, wow, you can tell I am lazy and tired, because I am talking about nothing.
OH - one thing before I go. Even though I have had the Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac obsession since I was 8 years old (I am sure I have told you that I used to fantasize as a kid that I was a member of the band and that I used to pretend all of Stevie's songs were about me - yup, I was 2 steps away from crazyville when I was young), I just realized that I had the lyrics to "Sara" wrong all this time. When she sings "when you build your house, then call me home", I never realized she was singing "Home" and thought she was saying "when you build your house, then call me - oh" or "whoa".
Ok, so then I was travelling this week and listening to Stevie's "the Wild Heart" cd, and realized that, 22 years after it's release, none of those fucking songs make one bit of sense. I literally wore that damn lp out, and the cassette and the cd, but I was listening, and I was driving through the nice scenery on my way home from Saskatoon, and I just thought "what in the hell does this mean" and then the next song, the same thing. Example: "learn to be a stranger, blond on blond, in silence she said, excaliber" from Sable on Blond". Or "As the summer became the fall, I was not ready for the winter, it makes no difference at all, cause I wear boots all summer long" from Nightbird. Granted, in that song, I actually do know what it's about, or I think I do, but even though you instinctively know in some primal way what the whole thing is about just from the vague words and that stunning voice and persona, taken by itself, it makes you go "what the fuck?" Even "Stand Back" - "maybe your attention was more than I could do" - what in the hell does that mean? But I am not slagging my Stevie, don't worry. It's the same with New Order, one of my alltime favorite bands. I have no frigging clue what anything they sing is about. So, when I was making fun of Duran Duran and the "lizard Mixture", well, it's everywhere babies.....
The trees are so nice - bright yellow, but by next week, all the leaves will be gone. Autumn is my favorite season. There is something just so achingly romantic about this time of year - cool crispness to the air, cloudy skies, the trees, and the smell of fallen leaves. That rotten leaf smell is my favorite smell in the world, hands down - do you know what I mean by that smell? Anyway, I love this time of year, and it also makes me very nostalgic - lol, like when am I not - and for some reason, it really makes me want to smoke. Tonight especially.... will the urge ever go away??
Well, I am rambling so I am going to go see if my wife woke up (she's sleeping on the couch with keryn and Little Lady) and see if she wants a back rub (I feel so bad for her because she's starting to be reeeeaally pregnant and uncomfortable) and then have myself a bath.
Talk tomorrow - I'll try not to ramble then.
xo
JT

We did it!

Ok, really quick again - we did it. We bought the dog. Rachel came to see me at work when she got off, and since Petland is across the street from my work (next to the damn Future Shop that gets me spending too much money when I am jonesing for some music at work), so we went to see her again, and then went home, stayed on the internet researching Bichons and Cocker Spaniels, noting how every report contradicts the previous one, and then trying to figure out how the hell we would afford to buy this dog (Visa), and then figuring out if we wanted to do it, etc. We were a real mess. On the way to the store to look at her again tonight Rachel said she just wanted someone to tell us what to do, which is actually what I wanted too. Anyway, we just did it, and then I felt so horribly sad right after, because I guess that was the final mourning for Daisy, so then I dropped them off and ran to McDonalds and cried like a little girl in the van for my lost puppy.... But this one is so sweet - nothing we ever would have really considered ever, but then there was just something about her that made us just feel right about getting her.
Anyway, it has been harder than I thought losing Daisy. We bought Daisy two weeks after we got married, and one month after we bought our first house, so she was like the first baby - the first start of of marriage and new home and all of that. And we treated her like a baby. Daisy and the cat were all we talked about, and I am sure we were quite sickening. Daisy was the first dog we looked at. We had to go out to the boonies, cross the river on this ferry operated by a person who we didn't know if it was a man or a woman - this big-titted person with a beard. Anyway, Rachel got the giggles talking to him/her, and was almost convulsed by the time we got across the river. Daisy came from this trailer sitting in the middle of nowhere, and her mom was a poodle/shih tsu (however you spell it) and her dad was an American Eskimo. That mix pretty much explained everything..... So we bought her, and she was so neurotic. She hated to be alone, and she was obsessed with Rachel. Until the day she died, Rachel could not go pee by herself without Daisy at her feet, or go to sleep without her at her feet. She was so sweet, but so needy. And she was forever pissing in our basement... we blamed everything on the Eskimo, but really, it was probably her mama. Anyway, she was our first babe, oddities and all.
Anyway, Aug 31, we were out for the evening, and long story, but Rachel's brother's garage caught on fire, so we didn't get home until like after 10. The kids were tired, so we were carrying them in the house, and I heard Kim utter "Hi Dais" and so I knew in the back of my head that she ran out when we got in. I carried Keryn to her room and was holding her and trying to get her to sleep and I heard a yelp, but thought it was the dog wanting in. I put Keryn in bed, and was laying with her and then Rachel came in because she was looking for the dog and saw her on the road. Well, she came and told me, and so I had to go and take her off the road and wrap her up and then Rachel's dad came and we cleaned up the street.... it was just the most horrible feeling.
We told Keryn the next day, and said she was living in heaven now, and it was so bad. She kept crying, saying she wanted her to live with us, and she wanted her to be our dog forever, and then she'd be ok, and asking what she was eating or doing in heaven. Then she cried because she saw a turd on the lawn and wanted her dog back, and on and on..... it was just horrible. She still cries for her, even today she did. But she really wanted another dog, so here we go. I will take a pic tomorrow once I find the damn digital camera. We were going to name her Sophie, but Keryn has her own ideas and has been calling her "Little Lady" for some reason, so I suspect she's gonna be Lady.......
But anyway, enough of this boring dog talk, but I just had to get it out, because it was so traumatic to lose Daisy. Oops, looks like Little Lady took a little dump on my floor. May the fun begin!
Ok, I gotta go watch more hurricane coverage - it's hitting in an hour or so,
xo
JT

PS

OK, KIM MITCHELL'S "ALL WE ARE" is on now, and is there any better song from back in the day?? I think not!!! Roxy, please tell me you agree with me, because Margo isn't sentimental like me.... man so much is flooding back with this song.... ok, I just had to declare my love for that song....
JT

When the rain washes you clean, you'll know, and other profound gems.

Good evening Peeps. How goes it with y'all? I am just popping in to say hey. I still haven't caught up on any blogs, as my internet connection hasn't been working all frigging week. I was just going to call my ISP but then just restarted my router, and voila, the fucker started working. SOOOO, I could have done that days ago and had internet, but nooo, that would have been too easy.
So, this will just be a quick, boring, random thought type of blog. I am typing in the dark and it's hurting my eyes, and I have a feeling Kim will be waking up for some reason - one of those gut parent feelings - so we'll see how far we get.
Well, nothing really to report this week. We of course have done more canning. Let me tell you, we really are turing into Loretta and Doolittle. We made bread and butter pickles on the weekend, and then made another dozen or so jars of pickled beets on Monday night, because we had 10 lbs of beets to use up. Oh man, we sound so hokey, don't we? Anyway, as I have said, I am just frigging tired all the time. Either I am getting older, or I am just really lazy, but I long for bed all day. If I hadn't just had a physical, I would be thinking I had malaria or something.
Ok, so, random thoughts: Terrence Trent Darby is on right now on MuchMoreRetro. "Wishing Well" - I remember when I was 18, I wanted to grow my hair just like his. What in the hell was I thinking? I was just a white kid with a mullet.... oh man, can you imagine if I had hair like that.... LOLOLLL.... He was such a conceited little bugger too. I remember the hype though. We all thought he was the next James Brown or whoever. Kinda like 6 years ago when I thought Lauryn Hill was the second coming of whoever, but then she just sort of got weird and never released anything else. But damn, "The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill" was a damn awesome album. I hate it when people with potential just weird out. Anyway, enough of that rambling.

NEXT: BIG BROTHER - Fucking Maggie...... I wanted to vote her ass out of there from the beginning, even before Cappy. I am so mad she won, and the look on Ivette's face - it's like someone killed her "beautiful" girlfriend or something. If she hadn't have been such a bitch to Rachel and said those mean things, she would have won, but Rachel would never vote for her, and Howie is too damned stupid to think on his own. Ah well, whatever, we'll never see these damn people again anyway. I will be going through severe withdrawal. I wish they would have one during the year instead of the summer. Survivor just isn't the same anymore. I have the two Apprentices taped to watch this weekend, and I admit I will watch the Amy Grant show tomorrow. I will always have a soft spot for her because back in the day when I was born again, I used to think she was "bridging the gap" between religion and music.... ah, I was such a strange kid.
So my excitement of the week will mean nothing to anyone, but I was in Saskatoon yesterday for work, and I went to A and B Sound and found FINALLY the remastered cds of Fleetwood Mac's Rumours and Tusk. What's the big deal you ask? Well, the remastered Rumours includes "Silver Springs", the studio version, which was supposed to be on the album but was left out at the end, and it includes a bonus disc of demos for most of the songs, and a couple outtakes, including a version of Stevie's "Think About it", a demo of "Planets of the Universe" that includes a snippet of "If you Ever Did Believe" and a couple other unreleased demos. The Tusk cd is the same thing, with a bonus disk of outtakes and demos. Let me tell you, I was like a pig in shit. Those albums mean so much to me, because I literally have known them since I was 7 years old. And you all know the whole Stevie thing with me. I seriously feel like I've been a member of the band or something, so it is so cool to hear how the songs evolved and stuff.... but as I said, it probably only is of interest to me.
Oooh, Broken Wings by Mr. Mister is on now - this takes me back to grade 10, wintertime.... ah, I feel nostalgic tonight.

Oh, so I heard a song yesterday that made me cry like a frigging baby/pansy/emotionally unstable person. It's called "Never Saw Blue Like That" by Shawn Colvin, who I love - I also like the name Shawn for a girl, but alas, Rachel doesn't. Anyway, back to my story. I downloaded the song a long time ago, when I was downloading Shawn's "Get Out of This House" (which I own, but sadly, scratched so damn bad it won't play anymore, so it really isn't stealing). I just downloaded a handful, but never listened to them, and for some reason, I stuck that song on a cd I made. I somehow had this cd in my car yesterday and was listening and the song just grabbed me the second it started, and I was listening to it, and I kept thinking "this reminds me of Rachel" and then thought "this reminds me of the kids too" and it just made me cry. You see, each kid has a song or songs associated with them. Keryn was Elton's "Your Song" which we listened to when we got her home from the hospital and cried looking at her, and she also has Joni's "Little Green", "Willie" and Elton's "Levon" which I used to sing to her. Kim has Leeanne Womack's "I Hope You Dance" and James Taylor and Joni's live duet of "You Can Close your eyes". Well, I think this new baby will have this song. I'll paste the words:

Never Saw Blue Like That

Today I took a walk up the street
And picked a flower and climbed the hill
Above the lake

And secret thoughts were said aloud
We watched the faces in the clouds
Until the clouds had blown away

And were we ever somewhere else
You know, it's hard to say

And I never saw blue like that before
Across the sky
Around the world
You've given me all you have and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way I see it now
Oh, I, I never saw blue like that

I can't believe a month ago I was alone,
I didn't know you
I hadn't seen or heard your name
And even now, I'm so amazed
It's like a dream, It's like a rainbow, it's like the rain

And somethings are the way they are
And words just can't explain
Cause I never saw blue like that before
Across the sky
Around the world
You've given me all you have and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way I see it now
Oh, I, I never saw blue like that before

And it feels like now,
And it feels always,
And it feels like coming home
I never saw blue like that before
Across the sky
Around the world
You've given me all you have and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way I see it now
Oh, I, I never saw blue like that before
Oh, I, I never saw blue like that

Anyway, find it and give it a listen - I can't do it justice. Anyway, sorry for the boring blog, but I just had to say hey to everyone. I better run though and look up cocker spaniels. I've always thought they were crazy and mean and high strung, but we saw a bichon spaniel cross tonight that wrapped her little cute self around our hearts, so I am going to see if I can find anything that would tell me that the spaniels really are nice dogs after all.
Anyway, better run. I'll be more entertaining this weekend, promise.
xo,
JT
p.s. oh, I forgot to tell you - those who read Margo's blog, she will be temporarily unvailable for a week or so. Long story, nothing's wrong or anything, but she won't get the blog back up for a week or so. I'll elaborate this weekend on her behalf.
p.p.s. Paul Janz's "I Go To Pieces" is on now, and man, if it wasn't for Canadian Content laws in Canada, we'd have missed out on all this cheesy bullshit... lol, I admit it, I actually have a soft spot for all this stuff.....

It's Me, REALLY... THE LAST ONE WAS AN IMPOSTER! I'M BACK!

Well well well, that frigging Margo was at it again. Sadly, the last post wasn't me, but her again. Little does she know how close she came to the truth with her smartass faux post. Anyway, I thought I better post finally before she completes her wanton "What Ever Happened to Baby Jane" type of blog takeover - I feel sorta like a hairier version of Sandra Bullock in "The Net" or something. Next thing you know, I'll be locked in the cellar somewhere, being kept alive by breathing through a straw, whilst Margo is sitting here, blogging away at my kitchen table, talking about Joni Mitchell or Stevie Nicks (two women she sadly knows sweet bugger all about), and raving about Augusten Burroughs. Everyone once in a while, she'll come down and say "what would you say about this? Answer me now, and you'll get a few sips of water out of the toilet" and then off she'd go, assuming my identity. Ah, identity theft - we are ALL victims....
So anyway, I didn't even know she did the last one until last night. We were at the inlaws and I went in the hot tub with them and the kids, and Rachel stayed inside because it's colder than a witch's tit here, and she went and checked out my blog. So anyway, later on at home she goes "when did you last blog" and I was like "I dunno, a month ago?" and she was "Well, what the hell was the post about the beets and going to Costco and buying peppers?" Well, I almost pissed myself laughing, because what Margo didn't know is that we actually MADE pickled fucking beets this weekend. I kid you not. We went to the farmer's market and bought a shitload of stuff, came home and made 24 jars of pickles, plus 10 jars of pickled beets, and a big pail of those bucket pickles. This is in addition to the 18 jars of pickles, the 4 big jars of pickled carrots, and the 4 jars of pickled beans we made a few weeks ago. I kid you not, we turned into fucking Loretta and Mooney Lynn. So when Margs said the pickled beet thing, it freaked us out because I haven't talked to her for like a week. But she knows us well, because we do have a beet fetish going on. Being the good Ukrainian boy that I am, I've been making borsht all fall too.
However, I have no idea what in the hell this pepper thing is she is talking about. Anyone who knows me knows that I could not, would not, eat pickled peppers. That ain't my thang.... and while yes, we have an Old Navy fixation, I've got a hard on for the Gap now that I can fit into clothes there.
Anyway, lemme back up and give a point form recap of the month:
First, my darling wife was on holidays for the month, so we had a really good time together. Since we actually got to share the same bedtime when she was on holidays, I didn't blog. You know, we've been married for 7 years, shacked up for 13, and together for 15, and you know, I am so greatful to say that I've never felt so close and so connected to Rachel. We really are lucky, and we were like a couple of teenagers this summer. So, we spent the summer canoodling, looking forward to spending those few moments together when our nocturnal kids finally went to bed. Rachel is like 31 weeks pregnant tomorrow, so it's coming soon!
What else... let's see... we spent lots of time at the lake on the weekends, and (LOL, I can't think of the fake names I gave my kids...... LOL, the older one...) OH, "KERYN"... yes, anyway, "Keryn" loves the water now, so they had so much fun up there. Work was and is so busy, but you know what? I love my job. I really do. So that's a good thing, because you know how unsure I was and all of that. But I really love it now, so no regrets. But anyway, it's been, and still is, a big learning curve, so that has kept me busy as all hell. Then what else.... oh, so I was going to blog again 2 weeks ago, and then the dog thing happened, and I still don't want to talk about it, because I need to just write the whole thing out, but I haven't got all blubbery for a couple days now, so I guess that's a good thing (although I can't empty her dish - I took it upstairs, held it over the garbage to empty and throw in the dishwasher, but I couldn't, so now it's in the garage... I'm such a loser). Our cat is, forgive the language, "de-fucking-pressed" is the only way to put it. So that makes it worse and Keryn is still pretty weepy, but enough of that, I'll talk about it later in the week or something when I feel up to it. SO anyway, I didn't want to deal with it, so I got Margo to blog for me, and then she like, took over, the little... what did she call herself - mink? minx? manx? vixen? - well, whatever it was.
I've also been busy helping a friend campaign for city counsellor, although the election was tonight and she lost, but still, I can't say I didn't do my part in the process, damnit! It was funny because her brochure had my name and addy on the back saying "this is endorsed by JT and the committee to elect..." LOL, it was just such an odd thing to do for me.... Anyway, whatever.
So anyway, just one more thing: Big Brother - I am in serious mourning it is almost over. I wish they'd do another one instead of another fucking Survivor - I am sick of Survivor. My girl Janelle is still in there, so props to her, and I do like Ivette a bit now. Maggie though - what the fuck is with her gums? As I have said, I am no Willie Ames or Scott Valentine or whoever floats the boat of the young ladies, but I mean, she's always showing those gums....
Oh, I could go on and on, but I better get to bed. Oh, the health stuff - I had my complete physical 3 weeks ago, and since my last one in December 2003, so like 18 months or whatever, I am down 40 lbs, my cholesterol went from a high 6.something to 4, which is exactly normal he said, and my triglicerides went from a 7 to a 2.something, which is high normal, but still.... he was damned impressed, and so was I. So, that was nice. But then, I had this strange lip thing 2 weeks ago where I got this big lump on it, and then half of my lips went numb, and so I went to a walk-in clinic, which of course is always a big mistake, and the doctor from God knows where, said "wow, your lip is swollen" and had no clue what to do. Anyway, it's gone now but I was inclined to think it was a cold sore or ingrown hair or something, while my secretary is convinced it was a spider bite, and the security woman at work thinks it was a wasp sting. Oh, and now I am on the end of a cold, which has knocked me on my flat ass like you wouldn't believe and my ear has been plugged for a week. But enough bitching, I could be getting cholera in the bayou or something. I won't even go there about New Orleans because what the hell can you even say..
I have like 5 weeks to catch up on in blogland - Roxanne has probably joined Wide Mouth Mason by now, Cutie is probably back on the tae kwon do circuit (lol, isn't that it? I can't remember now which martial art it is), KB has probably been globetrotting and is down to a size zero, SOH is probably actually home from the lake, Brian is probably actually back to blogging, Cinthia has probably given up on me, and Margo is most likely picking out china patterns with Rochelle (what the hell did you decide for a birthday present for her Margo - take my advice and get what I said!).
Anyway, I'll take catching up one day at a time.....
So, I'm back peeps, if y'all care.
Talk Soon,
JT

Monday Monday..

I thought I had better post before Margo (you little minx) posted and misrepresented my TV tastes again.
Ah, yet another weekend has passed.. The time sure flies on your days off doesn't it.. The weekend was busy busy as usual, life is never really quiet when you have 2 little ones at home.

Rachel and the kids and I went to Saskatoon on Saturday to take advantage of the back to school sales that are going on. We are going to have to get a second mortgage on the house if we keep going to Old Navy. Man its easy to spend in that store.
Oh and then we ended up at Costco. If anyone has figured out how to spend less than 200 bucks there let me know, cause I have never been able to spend less than that myself.. I did pick myself up this huge ass container,( I think it was like a 5 qt container) of Pickled jalipeno peppers.. Man I could sit down with a bowl of those in front of the TV and eat them like they were potato chips.. And they are good for you.. YOu really have to try them. Of course we had to fill up the van with TP, gotta love the Kirkland TP. double rolls last forever, and they are soft on your touche.

SUnday was spent pickling Beets from our garden.. there is nothing that compares to the fragrant smell that fills your house when you are pickling beets. One might almost call it a clean smell.. Mmm I love time of year..
If anyone wants the recipe let me know, I will post it on my blog. We make a mean pickled beet..

Well better get back to work. Still busy with work.

I promise to blog more regularily..

Keep reaching for the stars..

JT

The Last post was Margo, the imposter

OK that last one was Margo, the smart ass.... I promise, this weekend I will post. It's been a hell of a week, and now my entire family has colds, but we will prevail.....
p.s. I am serious, if Janelle goes on BB, I want Ivette to win....

Happy Friday folks - I am back..

First off I want to thank everyone for the kind words about Daisy, it is much appreciated, and things are getting better as each day passes..


Sorry I have not been prudent about blogging. September is really a hectic month for those in the education sector.. But things should start slowing down soon.

On to other things. Big Brother.. I have decided this show really is kind of a dumbass show so I won't be watching anymore. I have to admit though that I really think Howie is the cats ass.
I have also given up on Idol.. just can't stand to watch Mulroney... His chin keeps getting longer and longer its like watching a 3D movie.. It jumps out of the screen at you .. lol. Seriously pick yourself up a pair of the glasses and watch the show, its more thrilling than a carnival ride.
Well I am excited that all the new fall shows are starting.. The OC started last nite, not that I like that show, but its a sign of things to come.. I will have to search out the TV guide to see when the season premieres are for all my favorite shows.. I can't wait for the CSI's to start, and the Law and orders..
Oh there is another show that I just saw last week that I think I will add to the fall roster. Its called Prison Break. Looks like a really good show. Check it out.
As you can tell my TV tastes have changed from reality to quality programming, so I won't be commenting on the Apprentice or Fear Factor. I am sure most of you will be relieved by that.

I had a good time at the lake last weekend. Was quite relaxing, but a little sad at the same time. It is really the last weekend for enjoying the lake unless we get a First Nations Summer. I haven't read in the Almanac whether or not that is supposed to happen or not. If anyone knows please fill us in..
Ok, onto more serious stuff.. Can you believe the New Orleans tragedy.. I cannot. For a country like the US to have not been able to respond for 5 days is completely ridiculous... I mean really they can invade a country in less than 24 hrs, but not send in help to rescue a million of their citizens? Could it be anything to do with the fact that New Orleans is 90% african american? I don't know, but it seems a bit suspect to me. I didn't see many white people in the news footage trapped on top of their houses or hoarded into the shelters like cattle living in 3rd world conditions.. And then the Shrub, President Bush said he was happy with the response that the US gov't had provided.. What the hell is he smoking.???
Must be good whatever it is. .. I can tell you the reason there was no huge rescue sent the day after.. b/c really there is no huge corporate interest in New Orleans.. Nobody on the 'Shrubs' Payroll was negatively affected by it.. so whats the rush really.. As well they probably don't have any troops to spare because they are all saving the world from themselves... Or alternatively the US is just securing their control over the world oil market.. Actually look at how much Bush and his buddies at Halliburton are benefiting from the huge surge in oil prices that have resulted in this disaster.. Its really disconcerting.. anyways didn't mean to run down that political rat hole..

Well I had better get back to work. I promise that I won't ever never take this long to blog again.
Thanks to Margo for guest blogging for me. Love ya girl.

Have a good weekend y'all
JT
PS if you are feeling alittle blue just pop in a Joni CD and she will put things into perspective for ya... :)

Guest Blogger - No I am not JT

Hello all.
To start off, I am not JT, this is margo coming to you from Calgary. JT asked me to post on his behalf since everyone is getting worried that something happened to him.
Well other than being busy with his job, he had a mini death in the family on Wednesday nite. His little dog Daisy was hit by a car and he has been dealing with that, having to explain to his daughters what happened etc.. and as a result hasn't been up to blogging. He is up at the lake this weekend and has promised to blog on Monday..
If he doesn't blog I may just take over his blog and start posting rants about Big Brother and One of the Idol shows. I will have to make up the rants though cause I don't watch them lol
so if everyone could send warm thoughts to JT and his family that would be great. I know how hard it is to lose a pet. ..

Have a great weekend everyone
Margo