Oh, no. I found a spot of crusted fur and after cleaning it, confirmed a puncture wound. Off to the vet. Poor pup.
I hate having to do this stuff alone but everyone is out.
A thank you would be nice.
Oh, Longhorns, it looks as if you’re going to break my father’s heart once again this year…
Are apples still okay?
Please stop posting so much senseless crap on Facebook. It’s not your journal. It’s weird that women your age still haven’t learned where the line is on so many things. I am embarrassed for you and want to unfollow you there so I don’t have to see it all. But you’re my mom, so … 
I have a new GRAND DOG. Cute little boy. And my son is going to bring him to see me, which may be a big step in rebuilding our relationship.
GO BLUE! Michigan 33, Florida 17.
After 12 years of entertaining you and your family at the lake cottage, would it be too much to ask that you bring a dish or two to share? I’m not a B&B.
Such a relief to start the year without her in the building!
Last batch of visitors from the old country. I’m ready to close our B&B…the one I never agreed to open. Love ya all…now go home!
P.S. No, all the additional cousins, cousins of cousins, friends of cousins…I really do not want to host you next year. Please don’t ask.
Visitors 28 and 29 of the summer arriving in a few hours. At least I KNOW these people, ha! I had never met the other 27 people before. Being an introvert, hosting strangers has been a little stressful for me.
Ack. I think I will start banning new users whose first post asks if they can get away with cheating!
Why do you always have to be so contrary.
We get it. Your kid is a genius and can’t associate with underlings.
So tired of people who turn food into a religious debate. I get it, carbs are evil. Go eat your coconut oil and lard and I’ll die young with a baguette in hand. Can I shoot you with my baguette?
You’re going to break my heart, I know it’s coming.
yey I got matched to DO shadowing!
Stupid and cruel.
Oh, cr*p. (Apologies- not sure if that word is or is not allowed so decided not to risk it, but it is the best description of the feeling for breaking my ankle the week before I have to fly across country to be there for the birth of first grandchild).
Your advice loses all credibility when you choose not to use standard English.
The word is “your” and not “ur.” It’s “you” and not “u.” Sentences begin with capital letters. I could go on and on, but you get my drift.
I know what you’re thinking-- it’s only a message board. But if you’re going to advise someone on the odds of getting into Harvard or Yale, you should sound as though you’ve mastered elementary school grammar.