Fakery

The look of innocence.  Kinda makes me wonder what shenanigans I interrupted.   As seen in 2018.

Tauntingly

For the most part, our dog was afraid of the cat.  This time though, he got a little sassy, and probably lived to regret it.

Comedically

"So this guy, this guy goes into a bar, hehehe, this joke kills me, hehehe."  ~Romeo

Brazenly

"Haha!  Now I'm on top of the dog house and can eat ALL. THE. STICKS."  ~Romeo  As seen in 2018.

Successfully

This was taken three minutes after the image I blogged the other day.  Who needs to be a lap dog when you can use daddy's leg as a headrest?  Those eyes though, that is some intense tv watching.

Piningly

This is one of my favorite images of Romeo, nevermind that it is very blurry.  Romeo was just over one year old when this was taken. 

My husband was working in the garage and had the garage door cracked for fresh air.  Romeo was also in the garage and as soon as he heard someone walking around in the driveway, he absolutely had to know who was out there.  This is as far as he could squeeze under the door.  Even at one year old, he was a big boy.

I know for a fact that he was sad that he couldn't squeeze out and lick me and wack me with the tail of doom.

Picklelessly

It's been over a month now since my last pandemic grocery store report and groceries I normally buy at Target have been depleted.  I've been shopping at Sam's Club because I don't have to wait in check-out lines there. 

Today I decided to give Target a shot.  There were still parts of the store with bare shelves, but at least they have toilet paper and paper towels again and it was not nearly as bad as a month ago.  They also have whiteboards at the front entrance that let you know right away if a hot ticket item is in stock or not. 

The subject of today's image had me scratching my head though.  Why on earth was there a run on pickles?  I just don't understand people sometimes.

The check-out aisles have changed dramatically.  There is now Plexi-glass between the cashier and the shopper.  And they also did something I really, really love.  They cordoned off the individual registers into one line and an employee directs you to the next available cashier.  No more getting stuck in a slow line behind someone!  I told the cashier they should have it like this all the time.  She said some people really hate it, but I don't understand why.  I, for one, was really pleased with the new checkout process. 

Discovery

I made a detour on the way home and discovered this garage mural.  "Curiosity Laughter Discovery"

Restrictively

When your tiny lap puppy is now 110 pounds and doesn't understand why daddy looks so much smaller.  As seen in 2017.

Distributionally

It may not be the most exciting blog pic, but I'm so happy to finally have a fully-functioning furnace, A/C, and proper ductwork throughout the house.  They finished today!

And there's a kitty.  Kitties make any image look better.

Arty

When you pass the plumbing aisle at Menards and it looks like an artwork installation in progress.  It looks like something for the 4th of July.

Unity

We and Red were sharing a moment today.

Vroomy

Somebody was shopping in style at Menards today.  A quick trip, I'm sure.

Vacantly

Finishing up week 3 with just a skeleton crew working onsite to keep everyone going who is working from home. 

Vexingly

Romeo didn't always understand Finn.  Especially when Finn was contemplating becoming a catfish. 

Wistfully

Finn and Romeo intently looking out the window.  Probably waiting for daddy.  As seen in 2018.

Toweringly

It's supposed to be cold and blustery tomorrow, so here's a nice image of a ginormous Ceiba tree from our stop in Puerto Rico on our honeymoon cruise.

Anniversary

Best day ever!

Satisfyingly

It was a snowy, quiet Easter this year.  After my husband got home from snowplowing, we had delicious rotisserie cornish hens. 

Perdurability

Many years ago, Minneapolis and St. Paul dug up their streets to remove streetcar tracks.  In the process, they also dug up all the cobblestones that paved the streets in bygone days that were hidden under the asphalt.

These are a few that must have been rescued by my husband's mom during that time.  I think I have one somewhere too.

Pearly

Six years ago I was busy getting ready for a wedding.  For the "something old", a strand of simulated pearls that belonged to my mother.

Earnestly

Spring is trying hard to break free.

Obscurely

Today is a puzzler.  There are 2 cats in this picture.  Find them.

Kitschy

Art bike hanging from the railroad bridge.

Sturdy

Railroad bridge.

Emergently

We went for a walk today and found that spring is starting to burst forth. 

Jaggedly

Floppy

Daddy's girl, all tuckered out after church.

Jackhammery

Saw this cute little Red-bellied Woodpecker at the park last week; pecking away amongst the budding trees, a sure sign of spring.

Techie Corner
It's blurry, but the woodpecker is so cute I decided to blog it anyway.  I was hand-holding my camera and it was zoomed in as far as it would go, which is a recipe for bouncy blur.

Jocularity

Just about every year as a kid, my dad would try to play an April Fools joke on my mom by waking her up in the morning and telling her it was snowing outside.  (Which was a rare event if I recall.)

I can't remember if it was dad or mom, or both, but they would try to play that trick on me too, but I usually didn't believe them.

I did play the same trick on mom a couple times, but never dad because he always got up waaaaay before mom and me.