Well it’s time to see
what you are made of. The annual ritual
of filling out the brackets is completed.
As a home grown Hoosier you know I believe that basketball is THE only
sport. All the other sports are just to entertain
us until basketball season starts. I am
also very methodical when it comes down to going through my brackets. I will clue you in on just how I do it. Feel free to use these rules for your own
compilation. I have no licenses on my
technique and I am more than happy to share with those that are less in tune to
the sport of round ball.
Most of us can’t be at
the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show so we settle watching the action on TV. Poppy Pruitt is serving as our pup on the
scene with all the backstage news and insights that don’t come across your
television screen. It is time for the
Poppy Puppy Westminster Report.
Yesterday was the first
day of competition and Poppy was busy as the breed classes were judged. Much like fashion models or movie stars the
dogs utilize all the tricks of the trade to look their best. She wants to share some highlights from
yesterday. There were lots of brushing,
teasing and primping on the benches. A
bit of a ruckus came about first thing when the Bulldog was refusing to remove
his lucky belly ring. The proctors
reminded him that no jewelry was allowed.
This precedent came about a few years ago when the Afghan Hound wanted
to wear a tiara and they wouldn’t let her.
It was a dog fight I tell you. The
Yorkie was having a terrible time trying to decide what color hair bow to
wear. His name is Bruce Jenner…go figure. An official
intervention occurred after the Whippet wanted to wear a Devo hat….get it whip
it, whip it good! Since relations with
Cuba have improved the Havanese was caught trying to bribe a judge with some
Cuban cigars and rum.
Poppy’s up close and
personal view lets you in on the scoop like the fact that the Blood Hound was
wearing false eyelashes. Of course we all pretty much knew for years
that the Puli wears hair extensions.
Poppy has also confirmed something that has been long speculated
upon. Yes, the Chow Chow is a client of the Bosley Hair
Club. She saw his membership card in his
back pocket. She also clarified why the
French Bulldog always refuses to grant interviews. She doesn’t even speak French. She speaks Mandarin. The Pug was almost disqualified when he was
caught selling knockoff Coach leashes in the alley. She can also confirm that the Bluetick Coon
Hound is still gun shy even after months of therapy. Poppy has also found out what the Scottish
Deerhound wears under his kilt, but she’s not telling. Animal rights protestors were boycotting the
event because the Fox Hound showed up wearing a fox fur stole. He has always been known to flaunt his
wardrobe even if it is in bad taste.
There was a great deal of
commotion when someone banged or clanged a metal table. The Tibetan Spaniel thought it was time for
temple. Most people are unaware but gambling has
always been a big problem at Westminster and looks like this year is no
exception. Already the Border Collie was
caught holding a dice game out in the alley by the dumpster and the Italian
Greyhouse was busy running a numbers game on Best of Show. Rumors of more dishonesty arose when the
Smooth Coat Chihuahua was asked to submit to a drug test. He has long been suspected of taking
steroids. They were going to ask him to
pee in a cup but they decided to have him do it in a thimble instead.
True to form the Irish Wolfhound
had stopped by the pub on the way in so he was going around the room challenging
everyone to a game of darts. The Alaskan
Eskimo dog almost missed her ring call.
She vacations in Florida and her plane was delayed. The groomers were then scurrying around trying
to cover up her tan lines. In contrast the Boston Terrier showed up
wearing snow shoes. The Beagle had been
pigging out on White Castles the day
before and she had to have an extender put on her collar because it was too tight. Did you notice how thick those ankles were on
the Greyhound? She looked like a Russian
weightlifter. She said she ate some potato chips and they
always make her feet swell. Poppy said
it looked as if the Shar-Pei had just gone and got some Botox injections.
When it comes to hair
there are all kinds of shady dealings.
You did know that the Standard Poodle’s pomp oms are pasties? Well they are. The Shih Tzu uses one of those hair Bumpits
to pump up her coiffure and the Old English Sheepdog is nothing but walking
hair gel! Poppy spoke briefly with the
Sheltie and true to their nature she was rather quiet and didn’t have much to
say. All this and it was only the first
day. Just wait until the cat fight starts
for the Best in Show this evening. Stay
tuned and Poppy will keep you clued in behind the scenes.
Those of you that work away from home know that takes a bit of
planning sometimes to serve an evening meal after working all day. Well
I have that challenge today. I got a call yesterday and found out we
will have supper guests this evening. President Obama and his gang are
coming to Indianapolis and he wants to come by the house to eat
cornbread and beans!
If Joe Biden is with him that will mean fried
potatoes! Joe is a fried tater freak. You could fry him 10 pounds and
he would eat them all.
know one of the nice things about Christmas time is the way it can open
up new experiences. Case in point the husband shopper. Leslie and
Christmas shopping have always been a precarious dance. The fancy cat
toilet incident of a few years back is still talked about worldwide.
Rule #1 is never begin your shopping before 5 days prior to Christmas.
There must be something about the heart racing thrill of the hunt that
comes with being under the gun. I must assume part of the blame because
I am not good about giving him ideas.
It’s hard to believe it is Christmas time once
again. It seems like only yesterday when
we took down the outdoor lights so we could mow the yard. We are all well here out in Eminence. Like everyone else we are busy this holiday
season. We currently are dealing with
house guests. Prince William and the
wife are shacked up here. We just call them Bill and Kate. We were guests at their wedding if you will
remember. They called and said that they
were coming across the pond to give little George some time to bond with his
great granny and they needed a place to stay.
Oh how I remember the
occasions when we entertained the preacher for Sunday dinner when I was young. We are country folk and a dinner party to us
was a family dinner, picnic, wienie roasts; no cocktail parties and such. I was
raised up in a little country Baptist church.
It was as picturesque as one could imagine. It was white with a small, so as not to be ostentatious
belfry and cemetery behind the church. We had a small congregation so the
preacher did not get many amenities like a parsonage etc.
Some days you just know you are in the cross hairs of a pigeon with
dysentery. I think that was me yesterday. On my lunch hour I go to
the drive up at Walgreens to pick up my prescriptions. This is always a
painful experience at $154.00 a pop. Well at least they have this
rewards program that you gain points with every dollar you spend and
then can redeem them at the store on purchases. I told my doctor once
the drug company could do more for my blood pressure by just lowering the cost of the medicine because I feel mine hit the roof every time I get it refilled.
Dreams have always fascinated
me. I often wonder what triggers the
mind to manufacture a story to entertain us while we sleep. There are times I feel as if David Lynch is
my sandman and sprinkles pretty weird dust in my eyes as I drift off to
slumber. I have no idea what prompted my dream last night but it was a doozy. It
began when I went into the little local convenience store at Wilbur. Now locations in my dreams do not resemble
the actual places they are supposed to be in real life.
Cabin fever can be frustrating. I have found a way to deal with the malady. Get busy doing something constructive. Follow me as I go into the kitchen for some "Snow Day" intensive housecleaning.
Think about reorganizing the spices in the cabinet....Hey maybe I will have a few of those Doritos. What is Natcho cheese anyway?>
Let's put some fresh shelf liner in cabinet drawers....Cha Ching! I forgot I hid that Hershey bar in there (for Leslie's own good) Let's see if it still tastes alright.
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