Sudokuaholics Anonymous 6

Good morning lovely people - I have 15 pages to read. Stop talking so much!!

That's 3 today.

Congrats Heidi on your 3 TOPP's for the day.
Vici - Happy Anniversary to you and hubby for yesterday. One of the fifteen pages I just had to plough through was your amazing, demented marathon CP!!
Susan - got attacked by plovers visiting Mum the other day - they're nesting in the car park.

Update - hubby thinks he likes his new job. Says it easy peasy compared to what he was doing AND he was home at 3.30PM. (Old job - home between 7pm and midnight)

Hi CynB, how's the puppy getting on? I must have missed out reading the page with information about your hubby's new job. I thought you were both retiring.

Taking a break... Hi CynB...

I have been stalked by magpies but not attacked, I get barked at by dogs (but they're also wagging their tails so I just say hello to them), one dog jumped up to bite me on the hand but couldn't reach (and my hand was by my side!). People ignore me, chat to me, tell me what a lovely/terrible day it is, ask for extra copies, tell me to ignore the no junk mail sign on their boxes...

There is now officially no way I can finish today. I have almost finished sorting, but I have to be home again by 3 so not enough hours left. I can't even go out later because I'm tutoring tonight. Guess I'll sneak out early in the morning and pretend I did them tonight...

Great news about hubbies job CynB. Sounds like the right kind of job to work until retirement.

Hi Brenda!

I forgot, I get barked out by marked plovers/marked lapwings...

Yep, CynB... a LOT less stressful job.

Whatcha tutoring, Suzy?

That's 'masked', duh!

Math Heidi, Year 12 tonight (final year)

Suzy, we used to play Snap to sort. We'd all sit on the floor in a circle with one or more piles of leaflets each, depending on how many there were and age of us, like I might have the Repco and BigW piles, one to my left, one to my right. We'd go around the circle putting them down in order, some of us using 2 hands.

Okay, time to change, pack the car and go.... DON'T WANNA!! (Stomping feet, throwing things, screaming and crying)

Think of the money, Suzy!!
Actually, it wasn't Snap we played, but the kids were younger than now, and enjoyed it. I must be off too.

hello SA world!
My Heidi - you are a TOPPing Queen today! I did see June did her usual and sneak one in - like she needs more! hehehe
Tami - I'm honored by your tribute! ...and so glad you joined us here.

Brenda - I am the one who is retiring. Hubby is younger than me so must still work - even though we made a nice profit on the business, we still need an income. And we still can't seem to win the lottery, darnit!
Puppy is doing ok, getting used to the fact that hubby is not home all day now.

Cyn - so happy about Mr. Cyn's job - good for him AND you!
Hiya Susan! So nice to find you here!
Foot Soak for Suzy!
Brenda - I was thrilled to read about Ceila - glad she'll be getting home soon.
Julie - reading all those pages is quite a daunting task!
MzT - you've had a productive day!
Mama - I hope the Phillies can pull the next game out...and then head back to take the series at home.

Mariana - aren't you heading into winter? Will your plants come back in the spring or are they annuals?
Heidi - thanks for all that cool information about the horses of the Nez Perce - facinating!
Beanie - hope you say "Hi" and "Love ya" to Dino for us.
Broni - are you on 3 days a week now?

Here's my travel log for today:
We drove a beautiful road up to the Hell's Canyon Overlook. Had the whole place almost to ourselves. Then we drove down to the canyon floor and drove up along the Snake river gorge to the Hell's Canyon dam.
We drove out to Baker City and are enjoying the Boston/Tampa Bay game in our hotel room.

We talked to my 88 year old dad on the phone - he's kitty and house sitting for us. He's only been there 24 hours and has already locked himself out of the house and had to get a locksmith to get in. He can't seem to get the electric garage door opener to work and is having all sorts of issues with that. And he can't figure out our pc as he has a mac. Needless to say, we're going to head home a little early. Just don't want him to fret too much...poor guy! We'll be starting our drive home tomorrow and probably stop somewhere in Nevada for the night.
The trip was wonderful even if it was a bit shorter than we had planned.

I have a serious question to ask. My friend sent me an email that had me laughing hysterically. It is long though. Is there a maximum lenght to jokes?

Thanks for the book recommendation, Mama - I've written it down so I can get it.
Finally - the most eventful thing that happened today was that I "blew out" my jeans! We stopped at a view point and when I sat back down in the car my favorite (very worn) jean split at the back pocket!
Thank goodness my suitcase was just behind my seat and I could change in the car!
It would have been much worse if it happened at one of the more tourist laden stops!

Tami - I think the posts only let you use so many words. Just post as much as will fit and finish it on a second post.

Oh Vici - sorry your Dad is having problems and that you have to cut your holiday short. I think the older a person gets, the harder it is to cope with something and somewhere different. Bless him for trying anyway - what a nice Dad.
Blowing out of your jeans, hmmm - too much cyber-chocolate?? Here have some more -

Here goes. I am warning you it is long but funny. Might take 4-5 posts.
If you have a dog, ever had a dog, or just need a good laugh....

Jasper and the Unbaked Yeast Rolls
Those of you who have/had animals will probably appreciate it more. It is a story that is hilarious in itself and the person that wrote it is a good writer
and made the story even better. Enjoy...
We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program . For those of you, who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent. Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me. Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I
digress.
Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time. I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend. I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so
quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment.
I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for a few hours. Perry and I decided to go out

pt. 2
to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven. It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a
combination of the Pillsbury dough boy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated. I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be OK, however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night. God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my
kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the
bed for the night.
We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing; put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction. He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence. His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed
drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol.
Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day. My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15

Message for Dino - we're all thinking of you

pt. 3
minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off.
Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These
burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it. Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me
dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did.
Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception. Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered
his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor.
This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the
hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure. We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too. Well, by this time the dog was sobering up
nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's
sister's house. I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door.
It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.'




And how was your day?

I was able to put it in 3 posts. I hope you all enjoy it. I am not sure who wrote it but it made me laugh. It also brought the page closer to the end.

Since there is only 9 more posts to go, I wonder if I should do another Vici.

Tami - this hilarious story would be a nice compliment to Jerry's "Just a Dog" post on Easy!
Thanks for taking the time to give us all a good giggle.

Oh, Tami - that was excellent!!!

Now you'll have to post it on Easy for those who don't read SA pages. Too good to miss!!

Who wants a race - Tami? Vici? Any lurkers?

Heidi - thanks for correcting my mistake on the Big Horned Sheep - funny how I knew what they were in my head and wrote that they were goats (hehehe) on the pictures. We even talked with the "side armed" gal about the sheep - geeez!

I'll CP to a TOPP if you don't stop me.

Oh yeah - let's go!

I'm up for a race.

A few more ---