Monday, December 7, 2009
I am sitting here wondering why some dogs eat like its their last meal while others stop when pleasantly satisfied. And, wondering why cant I be a member of the latter group?! Or better yet, if I could just have Donkey's metabolism. He eats six cups of food a day and yet retains his girlish figure! Lucky bastard!
I recently returned from a trip home to Buffalo where every day I ate like I was going to the electric chair.
Buffalo is famous for it's wings (YUM), but to it's homies, the city is also known for countless other tasties! After two years away from my grazing utopia, I found it necessary to shovel-in as many of my favorite hometown morsels as physically possible.
Here is just a sampling:
Chef's spaghetti parmesan - Going to need dynamite to clear my veins - but it was worth every bite!
Mister Pizza on Elmwood Ave - cheese, oh glorious cheese!
Bob & John's on Hertle Ave. My love for this tuna sub began way back in high school. I'd been known to ditch lunch often for a trip to Bob & John's! And after all these years the tuna sub is still as delish!
Watson's chocolaty clouds of heaven! I brought a bag back for a friend (we work together). Kim's shift didn't start until 3:30pm. When I gave her the bag of sponge candy, it was half empty. Or as I like think on the positive side. It was half full!
Miraculously, I could buckle my airplane seat belt on the flight to Atlanta. I literally held my breath in order for it to lock! It was a close call.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Taking a gratuitous moment for some thanksgivingness...
What I am thankful for: (in no particular order)
Friends (near and far, old and new, online and in person)
My Pups (past, present and future)
Animal Rescue Groups
My voice (written and verbal)
New experiences and Special memories
Flannel PJ Bottoms
Sleeping With Dogs
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
You are a noble man, yet I assure you Michael Vick is not welcome nor wanted in Buffalo! Please take your unworthy cause and move on to another team.
Rachel, Blu, Donkey and Bella
Tony Dungy sees Buffalo Bills as 'dark horse' to sign Michael Vick
NEW YORK — Tony Dungy says Michael Vick could potentially wind up in Buffalo, which he says previously discussed signing the quarterback.
Dungy has served as an adviser to Vick since the Super Bowl-winning coach retired from the Colts after last season. Now a commentator for NBC, Dungy confirmed during the pregame show Sunday night before Philadelphia hosted Dallas that the Bills and Vick “talked originally” when Vick was searching for a team after serving 18 months in federal prison for running a dogfighting ring.
The Eagles signed Vick to a $1.6 million contract for 2009, with a team option for the second year at $5.2 million. But he has played sparingly.
“I told Michael to just worry about this year,” Dungy said. “It’s technically up to Philadelphia. If they want him back, he has to stay there. If they don’t, there are some teams looking for quarterbacks: Cleveland, St. Louis and Washington.
“But I think a dark horse is Buffalo. They talked originally. There was some communication there. I think that could be a good spot.”
Vick has not been the weapon for the Eagles some expected and he was in for only two plays in their 20-16 loss to the Dallas Cowboys on Sunday night. Vick said his focus is on helping the Eagles win a Super Bowl and not where he’ll play next year.
“It’s what I thought it would be,” Vick said. “I knew I couldn’t come in and do anything that would disrupt the rhythm of the offense and what we had going on here. I knew I was going to have to be patient.”
Bills starter Trent Edwards struggled this season before sustaining a concussion. Ryan Fitzpatrick, a career backup, has been the starter with Edwards out of the lineup.
Vick didn’t want to talk about potential teams for the 2010 season.
“Me and Tony talked about my position in the future, whether I’m here or whether I’m there,” Vick said. “We talked about it, but the primary goal is to help this team win the Super Bowl.”
Vick has completed 2 of 6 passes for 6 yards and rushed 12 times for 27 yards, mostly out of the wildcat formation.
He said he usually talks to Dungy at least once a week and receives “great advice” from his mentor. Vick, who has talked to churches and schools about the poor life choices he’s made, has enjoyed his second chance in Philadelphia.
“It’s been great,” he said. “Every day I wake up and I just thank God I have another opportunity to play football. That’s what I’m thankful for.” (article from: democratandchronicle.com)
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Your morning adorable: Dog adopts orphaned macaque monkey in Thailand
Monks at the Tung Luang Buddhist temple in Thailand's Chiang Mai province recently began caring for a 3-month-old macaque monkey whose mother was killed by a hunter.
Helping them with the task of raising the young monkey is Tan, a resident "temple dog" who, Metro U.K. reports, has not only taken the monkey under his wing but even voluntarily shares his food with it! (story from: www.latimes.com)
Now MY monkey's name is Donkey and looks like this...
Imagine carrying THAT on your back!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Donkey's role was permanent bed-warmer, and by that, I mean the jackass' ass never moved from my side. The photo below shows my exact view for the past five days.
Blu, the patriarch of the group, remained calm, composed and kept it all under control from command central - his bed.
And Bella, well she only destroyed one pair of shoes and my cell phone cover. Not too bad for an 11-month-old, crazy, one-eyed beast.
So, Each time my persistent 73-year-old, Italian mom said, "Want me to come down? I hate it you are all alone," I replied, "I'm not alone, the dogs are here."
I wouldn't want it any other way.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Bella Ruby or Bella Starr?
Friday, October 16, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Perhaps I really should eat the dogs' food... after all, the ingredients are human grade. Blu and Bella eat Innova, they seem to like it. Donkey eats Eagle Pack holisitc dog food, it doesn't smell too bad. And, I would become a svelte, smokin' hot bitch.
But then again, how can I possibly eat dog food, when all I think about is flying home to Buffalo for a slice... or six, of Bocce Pizza ?! And that is only the beginning...
(Thanks to my brother Justin for emailing pic from recent trip home - bastard!)
Friday, October 9, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
I will deal with my my more than ample backside tomorrow... today, I eat cake and corn.
Birthday cake for breakfast.
Cupcakes for lunch.
Movie popcorn for dinner.
Have to go now, uh, I mean waddle... it's time for some post-movie petit fours! Kate Moss has nuthin' on me.
-- Posted from my iPhone
Monday, September 7, 2009
Officially introducing the one and only... Bellarina Ruby Webb!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Is it a coincidence SICK, PRICK, DICK all rhyme with Vick? I think not!
I cant help but wonder if The NFL's commissioner will reinstate the felon and am repulsed by the mere thought of Mr. Sickprickdick throwing a football anywhere other than a prison yard.
Roger Goodell’s benchmark for Vick’s return to football is Michael Vick must show remorse.
If that is truly the case, we can all sleep at night knowing Michael Vick will never play football again.
Good luck to you, Michael.
May you now be forced to fight for your life.
*if interested - check out the article: Vick's legal sentence ends, more judgments await
posted on The Atlanta Journal-Constitution website. www.ajc.com
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
(CNN) -- An employee at a New Jersey chocolate processing plant died Wednesday after falling into a vat of hot chocolate, according to a spokesman for the Camden County Prosecutor's office.
Vincent Smith II, 29, was dumping raw chocolate into the vat for melting when he fell in from a nine-foot high platform. He suffered a fatal blow to the head from the vat's agitator, a paddle-like mechanism used for stirring the chocolate.
According to the Camden County prosecutor's office, three other people were on the platform at the time. One was able to shut the machinery off quickly, but it was too late to save Smith.
The facility, owned by Cocoa Services Inc., is managed and operated by by Lyons and Sons.The rectangular vat, which was 8 feet deep, 14 feet long and 6 feet wide, was churning a batch of chocolate for Hershey's when the accident occurred, the prosecutor's office said.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Living in a house with seven dogs, I am accustomed to people looking at me like I am crazy, tell them I don't have a working television in the house and well they immediately take a step back, like its a contagious, incurable disease.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
pile of bills
pile of crap in house
dust bunnies the size of a gorilla
a husband, wife, partner, significant other
In Ginger's case, it is a chihuahua named TBonz.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Fast forward 15'ish years.
Last week I pierced my nose again. And, if you ever want to get any body part pierced in Atlanta, I highly recommend Piercing Experience in Little 5 Points! They rock!
Back to mom. She saw my newly jeweled nose Saturday on Facebook and left the comment: "I HOPE THIS IS AN OLD PHOTO!" Oh I knew I was in trouble. We had a lovely conversation that same morning about everything but my nose.... until the end. The fiesty, almost 73-year old, only child, A+ personality, little Italian woman said she wasn't going to talk to me anymore - only through emails! HA, I laughed. We had already talked 45 minutes. I knew she was bluffing, but played along.
So Monday, this is what I received in my email from mom:
(along with the attached video were the words)
"This is me crying for your nose..."
Monday, June 1, 2009
Blu and Donkey did not make the choice to cut off their stones. Egyptian dude not only chose to cut off his doinker - he did it himself! Read on y'all...
Egyptian reportedly severs penis for love
After unsuccessfully petitioning his father for two years to marry the girl, the man heated up a knife and sliced off his reproductive organ, a police official said.
The young man came from a prominent family in the southern Egyptian province of Qena, one of
The man was rushed to the hospital, but doctors were unable to reattach the severed member, the official added, citing the police report filed after the incident.
The official, who spoke to the Associated Press on condition of anonymity because he was not authorized to speak with the press, added that the man was still recovering in the hospital.
Traditionally, marriages in these conservative parts of southern Egypt are between similar social classes and often within the same extended families — and are rarely for love.
article appeared in USA Today
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Here are just a few examples of the many uses for FFS:
When Donkey craps in the house.... FFS!
When the dogs run out of food at mealtime.... Oh FFS!
When TBonz nips at Donkey's wobbly legs... FFS TBonz, leave Donkey alone!
When work wants yet another piece of useless video sent out.... oh FFS, are you KIDDING me?!
When eating a catfish breakfast at Thumb's Up Diner ... FFS, that is good!
When catching glimpse of a delicious fireman.... FFS, he is HOT!
Forfucksake people... get the word out....lets make FFS an official part of the English language. Who's with me?!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
That's right people - the coffee martini - it is perfect for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
1 oz vodka (double for multiple dog owners)
1 oz coffee liquor
1 oz shot Bailey's Irish Cream
Pour in a shaker with ice... and drink till the barking in your head ceases!
liquor used: (suggestions only - any will do - trust me!)
grey goose vodka
starbucks coffee liqueur
baileys irish cream
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Check out this amazing, spry old pooch!
Good Old Max
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Ha! Now here is where genetics played a wicked trick on me. My parents didn't become silver foxes until well into their 60's and even now, approaching mid-70's, they are both far from fully gray and are looking fantastic!
So when I passed the bathroom mirror today and was blinded by the glare of a silver strand... and then another... and well you get the point, I was in an instant panic! How could this be? Where did they come from? And when will they stop appearing? HELP!
But then again, I suppose I should count my silvery blessings, I could be bald like my brother! (love you, J-Man)
Monday, May 11, 2009
I am not talking about becoming priests, or cops… I am talking about your dogs!
Get an identification tag and hang it around your beloved pet’s neck. It is not rocket science, in fact its elementary. It is simple and can cost as little or as much as you want. Sure you can get the finest designer leather collar for your pooch, or you can even use a piece of yarn. Whatever it takes - get your dog prepared for the outside world, in the event he or she becomes lost.
Now, I am clearly a magnet for the lost and confused. Just the other day, I spotted two canine buddies frolicking in my neighbor’s front yard. They were obviously lost. After wooing them with my charm and the promise of water, I lured them to the safety of my yard. Upon further examination, I realized they were naked. No collars. No Identification, Nada. Zip. Zilch.
After using my own dogs collars and leashes to wrangle the two escapees, I loaded them into the car and set off to scour nearby neighborhoods for their owner. It was obvious the two outlaws were somebody’s pets. After a couple hours of searching, I found the owner. He was relieved to have his four legged family members back and I was thankful to reunite the delighted threesome.
This entire ordeal could have been avoided with a simple ID tag. Had there been a name and phone number adorning the bewildered dogs, I could have delivered the precious goods in minutes.
There are tons of tags to chose from on the market, after all the pet industry rakes in an estimated 34 billion dollars a year. The ID tags can be ornate and custom made or you can get one in 30 seconds, from a vending machine at PetSmart. Just please do it.
I have multiple dogs, and while they would never wander from their laps of luxury, each one wears a collar with a tag. If old Donkey decides to one day hit the road, my cherished pooch could quickly be returned – all because he is properly outfitted with an identification tag
Get a tag today. Your pet’s life may depend on it.