Remembering

REMEMBERING....

the innocent lives lost on 9/11/01

and 

THANKING

our first responders 

for their heroic actions that day and today.

Happy (No) Labor Day

Happy Labor Day

aka

Happy (NO) Labor Day

An extra day off from work for good behavior.  

Anywhooooo......

It is so hard to believe that 

the "unofficial last day of summer" is here and now

and not around the corner and later.

I really hate to drone on and belabor the point that time is flying way too quickly

but

time is flying way too quickly.

So get out there already....

and enjoy.

  

I may have to remind PaulA that it is No Labor Day

and to put down the paintbrush

and walk away from Aunt Polly's fence  

the house.

Scraping and priming and painting is hardly 

a labor of love...

but

later he will be able to sit back with a cold one

and enjoy the 

fruits of his labor.

This Kat, on the other lazy hand, 

has no trouble relaxing on 

No Labor Day.

take a lesson PaulA from this Kat

aka Tom Sawyer

Happy (No) Labor Day

 

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit

                            Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit-September 1st

Happy September 1st

ONE YEAR AGO...
this was a 
Big
Big
BIG
month

Chelsea and Austin's 

wedding 
September 27th.

The good luck rabbits
dressed 

for the occasion and did their job.

Luckily, there was 

no hide nor hare of rain 

for their outdoor wedding ceremony

Anywhoooooo.......

Hare they were:

Rabbit

Rabbit

Rabbit

Happy Wedding Month to 
this special couple....

xoxox

Uber Fan

You gotta love Uber.  

The Uber name alone is

Uber fun.   

To have a car pull up to the curb

that I have summoned through my phone…

feeling like Warren Buffet 

is Uber Cool.

Those Uber founders were Uber smart and now Uber rich.

Unfortunately there are people out there trying to give 

Uber a bad name...

mainly…the competition.

This Kat, however,

is all in when it comes to Uber.

Anywhoooo…..

My virgin ride with Uber 

(you know what I mean) 

was in Nashville and was FREE…gotta love a free ride.  

My second Uber ride 

was from the airport to our house.

During that trip, the Uberman and I hit it off 

with a little pleasant chit chat...

yada yada...

Right before he dropped me off, 

he casually mentioned that he was giving me 

the highest rating.  

huh…rating me? 

Dude, WHAAAAAT are you talking about?  

I thought rating was one way…

my way...

me rating YOU.  

Now that I've put 2 and 2 together and 

brilliantly come up with numero 4….

 I'm realizing that I have to be on my best Uber behavior 

when I'm riding with Uber.

It would be terrible if my good name was slandered in Uberworld and

I was left taking a taxi.

Hmmmm......

now that I think about it... 

the taxi service does have its redeeming qualities. 

At least with a cab driver there isn't any rating going on…

in any direction.

We both can be rude to each other 

and no one is the wiser...

except for Bud…

that dang Bud is always wiser.

Happy BriDay #24

Happy 24th Birthday to Wishy…

the sweetest young woman 

with a sunny disposition...

(unless there's a lobster loose)

unique and creative in every way 

from the bands she follows...

to her style sense…

Brianna

lives by the tagline she created 

for her jewelry business…

"Dare to BriDifferent."

Anywhoooo……..

When it comes to Brianna's birthday, 

Bri has always been about the paaaaartay. 

Today I'm remembering the parties from 

Brianna's early Bridays…

back when the two of us put our heads together

and had PaulA 
knocked off 

in the jacquzzi 

to

the tribal council

where the tribe had spoken.

With or without a dead guy…

I dare say, 
today 
there will be celebrating…

on Breezy St.

Hugs and kisses to Bri on her 24th Briday.

xoxox

No matter how old Brianna gets, 

she will always be my

precious baby doll.

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit, June 1st

Dearest June,

We are so happy to see you...

we have missed you so.  

After the long and brutal winter 
we've endured,

you are a sight for sore eyes. 

Dreaming of your bright rays and sunny ways 

is what got us through the winter doldrums.

We look forward to all that you bring…

beaching, boating, swimming, tanning, 
biking, hiking, concerting, gardening, drinking, grilling, eating, napping......

Everything is so much better after you've arrive…

(except maybe television programming.not so much.)

Let's not make it so 

long and grueling between visits. 

(Maybe we should kick March out of the calendar.

  That biotch is nothing but doom and gloom.)

Love,
Us folks in New England

Anywhoooo……

It's the 1st of the month 
so you know what that means…….

rabbit time.

And because it is scary 
to think that the year is half over...
Enter...

the scary rabbits
to add more shock value.

Rabbit

Rabbit

Rabbit

Earth Day-another year/same dirt

It may be

but for me

it's another year...same dirt.

Today is a day that I won't forget... 

no matter how many earth rotations pass.  

It was the day 

I wanted to bury an elementary school principal…

six feet under Motha Earth.

But instead of risking jail time…

I merely trampled all over Mr. Principal 

with a befitting pair of earth shoes.

I’m sure you’re wondering what earthly reason

I would have to go after a school principal...

(especially one who was very popular with parents and kids.)

To break it down and sum it all up…

bigC was in the fifth grade and had attended an Earth Day Fair during school.

When she got home, she excitedly told me

that a man at one of the Fair booths stuck her with needles.

A man? With needles?

I immediately called the principal.

 Apparently ‘the man” was an acupuncturist

and used Chelsea’s arm to demonstrate his art of stick ‘em.

When a teacher saw what was going on…she shut his demo down.

But that was after Chels had become his personal pin cushion.

The principal did his best to assure me

that bigC would be fine

and to not worry about her contracting a pin cushion disease...

but it was hard to calm me down as I 

rightly questioned him on Earth Day...
“Where on earth is this okay?"

"Who on earth would do this?"

"What on earth is going on?”

And then my final "I'm-coming-for-you

promise/threat.

“If ANYTHING happens to Chelsea…

If she comes down with so much as a sniffle…

You will be living  HELL on earth.”

Happy Earth Day, Mr. Principal.

Anywhooooo.....

It is naturally instinctive for all mothers on this great EARTH to protect their young…

no matter what species they belong to.

And this Kat…would do anything to protect her kittens.

 Anything.
I've occasionally run over into 

the principal over the years

and I'm very cordial,

but I do give him the stink eye…

just so he remembers that I have dirt on him.

He never fails to forget me

and I'm sure he has told his wife…

"should something happen to me,

look for...

earth shoe prints."