"Singing in the Rain"

"Singing in the Rain" debuted last night.
It was very good.
Miss Brunette was great.
She moved around with such poise.
And, that is NOT my word.
That is how another mother described it to ME.
So there.

Her desk also has a minor role.
However, I did not know they were going to jump on it, dance on it and sit on it.
That was NOT in the desk's contract.
It may have to walk.
The nerve.

Computer Land

The computer is in the shop, still.
I miss it.
I really do.
I am a bit jittery without it.

Neighborly Love

Neighbor John is not speaking to us at the moment.
He does not wave back to us.
Sam came in last Friday drenched.
He had only been out there for a moment.
John was stealthy and squirted Sam from our side yard.
John may never get cinnamon rolls again.
Poor thing will just have to sit in his house with his coffee made.
And, the cinnamon rolls won't be delivered.

Movies

We did see "Date Night" the other night.
It was cute.
And, we keep watching "Blind Side".
We love it!

Monday, Monday

My computer is screwed up and is going in to get fixed.
Hopefully, they can repair it.
It is soooo messed up.
I can not open attachments and other odd things,
despite doing tons of stuff to fix it.

Sun Day

The Story

Okay, here is why I am mad a neighbor, John.
For the past couple of years, he has made clucking noises and growling sounds at my dogs.
All from behind the block walls that separate the yards in Phoenix.
It progressed to the dogs barking everytime they heard him.
We asked him to stop.
He didn't.
Then, when the dogs started to bark, he sprayed them with his hose.
The hose seemed pretty ready for action, at all times.
We asked him to stop.
W gave him treats to make friends with the dogs.
He didn't.
It has gotten worse over the last couple of weeks.
He complained about the dogs.
We told him it was partly his fault.
Two Saturdays ago, I was out by the pool and Sam barked.
He went, seriously, "bark, bark, bark, bark".
I was hit in the face with water from John's hose.
OMG, was I mad.
I yelled at him.
I think I mentioned that it has become a conditioned response with the dogs.
I also said I would NEVER, EVER spray water on someone elses property.
I mean the nerve.
I yelled "John, you are spraying me. Stop it."
Love Man and I were going to go over that day to talk to him.
After, I yelled at him, we let it be.
He is so mad at us.
MAD at us!
He has left the dogs alone.
Until yesterday, when Sam went "bark, bark, bark" and I got him.
He was wet.