I've been AWOL for a week. There are a couple of reasons for that. At the beginning of the week I was dealing with some migraine headaches. If you've never had a migraine, you are a very lucky person. Not only does you head feel like someone is beating on it with a large stick, but light and sound also are painful. At the same time you have the constant feeling that you're going to vomit, and sometimes you do.
I have some migraine meds that work well, but they leave me feeling wrung out and all I can manage to do is sleep for 24 or 36 hours and hope the headache doesn't come right back again.
Our snow is gone, so I couldn't post funny pictures of the dogs playing in the white stuff. I didn't think you wanted to see pictures of them traipsing thru the mud. Today the temperature was in the 60s and the sun was shining. It felt like a late spring day. The back yard was oozing with mud.
Never fear, the weatherman just told us that the biggest storm of the season, so far, is heading our way and will arrive Monday night. The dogs will be very happy about that.
I do have a couple of unrelated things to share in this disjointed post. First, sometimes it does one good to rant. After I posted my complaints about the Postal Service we had a breakthru. The package I sent which we assumed was lost forever, arrived at it's intended destination. I sent these stacking dogs to Marge and Sam. The person at the Post Office promised me they'd arrive on December 24. Well, they got there on January 26, but they got there.
If any of you want to use my soapbox, help yourself. If it makes you feel better, then it's worth it and we'll all listen and sympathize.
Do your adult dogs still occasionally give into one of their favorite vices and destroy something when you're not home? We've learned to shut bathroom doors so that Morgan doesn't have easy access to the toilet paper roll. We also make sure that paper towels are at the very back of the counter. Bailey and Tess love to shred them and I think the others sometimes get in on the action. Sky is usually a very good boy, but he has a special liking for plastic.
Just one more silly thing before I let you get on to more important things. We have a hospital near us. Until recently it was called "Doctor's Hospital". Not very creative. Recently they changed their name and put up a new sigh. I really think they missed the boat. Here it is....
Don't you think it would have been better if they had named it......
Ozarks United Community Hospital or "OUCH" ?
See you soon.