My DNA. OK, and my odd little nuclear family, depicted at left in like 1963 or so.
Soup: Fill in the blank:
My favorite pastime is knitting but I like reading too.
Salad: What type of wood do you have for your home’s furnishings?
Pine in the bedroom. Actually lots of pine in the inherited stuff. The rest is a mix. Inherited or Lee's, so not much matches.
Main Course: Who do you talk to most often on the phone?
Lee, or a tie with Tuba Boy if you count text messages.
Dessert: What level of responsibility do you have in your job?
I'm in charge, baby, since it's just ME. Read about my job idea on my knitting blog. I need your ideas, too!
Dogs and their habits. I am not happy with Rose for trying to hide in her crate rather than be subjected to one of those scary "walks" today. I wish every time I took her out something scary didn't happen. Yesterday, Lee scared her on the motorcycle. Today another DOG came up (a neighbor dog that is as scaredy as her, so they were funny together). Maybe next time it will just be normal. the other tiresome thing is why their little digestive systems go overboard on walks. Scrunchy went THREE times. Nearly half a pound of poop came out of him (yes, I weighed it on the handy scale Jody gave me). Now I remember why I quit walking him last time. But, I need the exercise and so does he. I'll have to be a super duper pooper scooper.