NEWS......

Well, for starters... my middle daughter is engaged!!! She's not really my middle daughter, as that would imply that I had 3 daughters, which if you've ever met my son he's far too hairy to be mistaken for a girl. So, better, I say, my middle child, who also happens to be a girl is engaged.

And we are thrilled for them. They are just about the cutest little couple. We love the fiancee, he's a great guy, loves her and quite handsome too. LOL ( I never said I wasn't shallow).

So, cha-ching daddy war bucks... here we go...money will be spent. The other night, Mark said, so we should discuss a 'budget' for this wedding. To which I said....

I HATE THAT WORD.

'Budget' ~ugh, it really should be a 4 letter word.  First of all, I find it difficult to extrapolate the amount we might need, second of all, I am terrible at following one. How can you say... too bad Scarlett, you've got to be barefoot, we are 'over budget'.. I mean really....like one more pair of shoes is going to kill us?? I mean, really, you can't take it with you..can you??

Don't judge, at least I am honest.

Also, we bought a condominium in Chicago.  They call it the 'penthouse' ... I call it a LONG way up there to the 3rd floor in a building with 11 foot ceilings. 

Through out this whole process (it was a short sale~ dumb name for something not quick)I had the same thing running through my mind, haunting me....

'The King Tut' song... remember???  a condo made of stone-o... funky tut...

Well, maybe not.

Anyway, Scarlett and Dan are moving into it! They are excited. Why wouldn't they be? They are tripling their space, AND they have a garage space!! Now, before you think 'wow, the condo must be huge' know this... they lived in a shoe box before. Seriously, it was tiny. Like lucky neither one was fat tiny.

And, me.... I'm having Thanksgiving, it's a day and a half away, and I'm sitting here blogging...I guess I best get back to plucking that damn bird.

(not really, I've just always wanted to say that...)

Now, I've got the Adam Sandler 'Turkey Song' on my mind... ugh... my life is always to music. Odd music.. very odd music.

MOTIVATION.....

I seem to have misplaced it.

Actually, this pretty much sums it up.....

and how was YOUR weekend???

DOGS AND HOTTNESS....

We kept one of our granddogs this past weekend.  Jetson 'Jet'; Scarlett and Dan's dog.  He is a puppy... and full of puppy antics.  My OLD doglets were NOT amused. Not even a little.  Well, he did try to sit on Clem, guess I can't blame her.

I gathered up Jet and his parents on Friday, dropping them at the airport and bringing the crying dog home.  He cried when I left off his parents... a pitiful dog whine, that tugs at my heart... and gets on my nerves.

He definitely breathed some life into this joint.. let me tell ya.  WOW this boy's got energy.  I spent a good portion of the weekend knitting him a sweater.

Knitting and I have a love hate relationship.  I do really enjoy it, it just needs to be PERFECT.  So I knit everything a couple times.  AND I can never just follow the pattern, I have to 'adjust' it a little.  So that feeds into the redo effect.  I'm a PRO at ripping...or 'frogging' as the knitters call it.  Why is it called frogging you ask?? I have no clue.

He hung out with Uncle Corbin, who dropped in for a visit...

He met his dog cousins... 

 The 'pack' at Melissa's...

 Chloe, Corbin's girlfriend Ally's gentle Pit Bull mix...

Hung out with Molli, Jessica's  Chihuahua with a whole lot of attitude... and of course Chunk, who was camera shy.

We wore him out... for a minute or two....

Anyway, other than that, it was a low key weekend...

EXCEPT... (insert drum roll here)

I saw a concert.  NOT just any concert... STING.  All I can say is wow... he puts on a fab show, and that boy is hot.  I really, really, really like him.

To quote him from his 'Fields of Gold' song ...

You'll remember me, when the west wind moves.....

I'll remember him alright... west wind or not.......