I think I might have created a monster. And my mom thinks I snore. AND I got some shirts.

We don’t let the dogs eat people food. However! They are crafty. Say I’m on the couch eating lunch (because I am here all alone! Have to watch TV! for company!) and get up and leave my plate on the arm of the sofa when I leave the room – that food is not safe. So, I have quickly learned not to do that. Until this morning, when I was eating eggs, and I heard the neighbours being crazy outside and wanted to go watch it happening. 20 minutes later (they were being REALLY crazy), I came back in to see that my plate was very, very clean. I had finished my eggs before getting up, so I didn’t think much of it… until I remembered that those eggs, and the plate, had been covered in hot sauce.
Sprocket was sort of flipping out on the floor. Doozer was sitting by my plate, licking his chops and looking smug. I think it’s time to give them both some Tums and to hope for the best (I’m also thinking that Sprocket won’t want to eat my food anymore, but that Doozer is now indestructible).

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Someone recommended to my mom that she start an msm dietary supplement for joint pain/arthritis. She’s been taking it for about two months now and is pretty happy with it. She says her knees and shoulders no longer hurt. Of course she’s been researching it, and is now telling me that I have to start taking it for allergies. And snoring. Not that I snore. Ever. No, really.

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Our local Big Girl Clothing Store closed on Jan. 31st. Not that I shopped there much before, because I really don’t know how to shop for myself, but it was kind of annoying that it closed, because if I did want to go buy clothes, now I had to trek out to Charlottetown (where they’ve opened a HUGE mega-store, granted, with 70% off racks! I love 70% off!).

Now. We don’t “do” credit cards, for various reasons. Paypal usually suffices, anyway, when I’m buying something on Etsy or eBay. If we’re doing something that does require a credit card (generally that’s just when I’m buying a wig), we go and get a prepaid Visa card from the grocery store and there we go.
I was ordering a new wig last week, so we got a card – but I sort of messed up. I got a Mastercard instead of a Visa. I also didn’t read the fine print. SO, the wig company emailed me yesterday to let me know that the MC wouldn’t go through and would I like to choose another form of payment?

Then Rob took a look at the card and it turns out that it could only be used in Canada.

Yay!

I said “Okay Rob, let’s just take this card and use it to buy a Visa at the grocery store” and he said “OR, how about we use it at Pennington’s online, because you need some new clothes and we aren’t going to travel to Charlottetown anytime soon and we can afford it and we can buy a Visa on Thursday anyway”.

So here are the four tops that I got:

I am nervous about the last one, because generally I just wear a lot of blue, or black and white, or other super-safe colours. No real patterns. I’m trying to branch out though because when you look at your “wardrobe” (and before this year, really, my wardrobe consisted of one pair of jeans, one pair of black pants, one pair of navy pants, and five tops) and kind of roll your eyes and think “ugh” day after day, it’s time to do something about it. And try not to feel incredibly guilty about it, because you got everything at 40% off plus an extra 15% off because you had a code from Facebook.

Tah-dum!

PS – Sprocket has stopped his spazzing, and Doozer is napping happily next to me. All is well.