Wow, I think I've decide who I want to be when I grow-up

When I was little my thoughts of who I wanted to be when I grew up varied from day to day, one day a mommy just like mine, an astronaut when I watched one walk on the moon, an ices skater after watching Peggy Fleming in the Olympics. My thoughts ran all over the place. So I think I'll put being an astronaut on that back burner and I really don't have the knees for being the next Peggy Fleming and I don't really like being cold. After watching a small video of an octopus opening a jar (which I put on my blog) I've been fascinated with the mind. So I've decided I'm going to go into some field that lets me study the mind. Maybe not just octopus minds, but I'm thinking maybe I'll throw in a human, once in awhile. So, I've put this video on my blog to help me stay focused. Peace out, from patty's world

The New Place 2

Well, we been here a couple of weeks and I still can't get my Cheerleader Wagon in the garage. That's not all our drinking glasses are MIA, we have been drinking out of the good crystal, you know the ones you get out for those special times. Well, guess what we are have one of those times.HA!! The dogs are still alot freaked out over people walking by or kids on bikes, you know these two are county dogs. I still feel like we are staying at a motel, vacation will soon be over and we will go back home. I really like it here and plan to stay for a little bit, but does anyone have any suggestions on what to do for the dogs? And the drinking glasses, well if they don't show by Thanksgiving I guess I'm headed to Walmart. Peace out! patty

Tucker and Cookie in Another Life

I know this might sound alittle crazy, but I'm sure my dogs were human in another life. There is just to much human like actions that go on for me to believe differently.
Like right now, my dog Tucker who is a Cocker Spaniel is sitting on my lap watching me type this, when I get on the computer he always does this, I've often thought that he wants to talk to someone.
Tucker is a rescue dog and he came to live with us with a yellow ball. Tucker walks around with this yellow ball, ready to play at a moments notice. So I'm sure he was a ball player in a human life. He is so darn cute I can't understand why or how someone could hurt him or give him up.
Now, Cookie is our black Cocker Spaniel, she is our nurse when you have a sore on your leg she is on it. And if she hears you cry she is right there ready to help. One evening I was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, the dryer stopped so I went downstairs to take care of it, then on my way back upstairs I heard something funny. What did I find but Good Night Gracie's Oreo Cookie standing on my kitchen table drinking my coffee. Ok, I could live with that, but I just wonder how many times she drank my coffee and I didn't know it. Life is good. Peace out! patty

The New Place

Well, friends I'm blogging in a new place. The house is really nice and the neighborhood is peaceful even with children everywhere.
There is one bedroom that has four pink walls and that is the room I'm going to change into the office. So I'm sitting here wondering how anyone could sleep in a room so pink, it's not flamingo pink, maybe a Mary Kay pink caddy color. Never understood that deal either! I stressed out all week over this crazy move, I've decided the next move I'm packing a carry on and selling the house fully furnished, even dirty dishes in the sink. My daughter is having the time of her life, we have landed in a nest of teenagers. That's cool because she hasn't ever had close neighbors let alone girls her age. The dogs are still trying to figure it all out oh and the golden decided she was not coming with us. the new owners have little kids so she will be happy. I'm tired but happy, hope we can make new friends and memories here. Peace out. patty

Move over here I come!

Well, the move took place this week-end. I would never in my wildest dreams thought I had so much stuff, I guess everyone says that. There is a fine line between collecting and hording, and not to sound judgemental but my Dear husband was a horder. I really think collecting is organized hording ( a nice way to put it ), but don't tell my sister-in law. The same blood runs though her veins as my Dear husband, she wouldn't take it well. Dear husband had some crazy thoughts about saving and buying,if it was on sale buy it ( price is right ) but now if you never use it was the price right? My dear friends, I found things still in the sack it came in, now please don't think I didn't love my Dear, I did alot but I just never understood his thoughts on shopping. Here is another thought that I never got, keep it you may need it someday. Ok, you might need it,but if you can't find it you go buy another, that's why I have doubles and sometimes triple of things. I don't know what the ansewer is and please if you have any helpful hints post them, but my new home doesn't hve the space for collecting ha! ha! so we will see what I can do without my Dear husband to blam. Peace-out, patty