DST & Chocolate Bunny Ears

The pits! I am not at all fond of daylight savings time. I don't have to be anywhere at 0-dark-thirty but it sets all the schedules off. No one in the house - except the dogs - are ready to eat early. The cats hide under the bed because when food is put out earlier than usual they get suspicious that we're leaving them. On the other end, in the Fall, when we change back, the animals are grumbling and hissing that dinner is LATE! I wish they'd fix the time one way or the other and just leave it.

We may have to move to Arizona where they don't observe this nonsense.

I'm fit as a fiddle! I'm even jogging with the giant squid. He runs 10 miles every day and I've always done 5 miles with him. Right now, he's pacing me... rolling m'eyes... as if I were training for a marathon. TSK! He wants me to stop at 3 miles.

Uh huh. Sure.

So... he had to go to the base unexpectedly the other day and said not to overdo it. Right!

The pups and I took off like demons were chasing us... another polite term for marines. And we ran to the 5 mile post. Then it occurred to me that we were 5 miles from home... I walked briskly back... then got a second wind and took off like a surface-to-air missile. The pups were panting but I was exhilarated from the run.

Jumped in a hot shower and then we had a food orgy. I grilled a huge stack of Monte Cristo sandwiches - brie and cheddar on homemade tomato/cheese bread with a thick slice of ham in the middle and smoked bacon on top. Two for me, 2 for each of the pups, 1/2 each for the cats. Strawberry praline milkshakes for me and the pups and cream for the cats. 'Twas absolutely fabulous!

The giant squid came home in the middle of our orgy and I quickly made 3 more sandwiches for him. The uncouth squid drank beer.

SWAT!

Tsk.

The sandwiches were so good he didn't even ask how far I ran... Later that night I told him how good I was feeling.

"Good news, bambina but if you run that distance again, I'll make sure sitting becomes uncomfortable for you until Christmas."

OKAY! Which one of YOU squealed?

Someone was telling me how amazing my pups are. Naturally I'm proud of their skills but all dogs respond to consistent training. The animals love to please the people they love and love the attention they get; it's the owners that really need to learn what to do and to be diligent. And a little attention to any living creature goes a long way.

Okay, jumping off my soapbox.

The squid was thinking of throwing a St. Paddy's Day party but I put the kibosh on that idea. He wanted me to serve GREEN things! Errr... green icing on cake - that's okay. Green icing on cookies - that's okay. Green M&Ms and green jelly beans - all okay. Green beer - sure, what do I care? I don't drink beer but...

A GREEN buffet before the get-together? Green veggies? The only real edibles would be olives and pickles and maybe, avocados.

"You could stuff some good cheese spread onto celery stalks."

Celery? Egads! Celery is only good for ONE thing - decorating a Bloody Mary.

SWAT!

Tsk.

"How about raw vegetables with a great dip. I like that cream cheese spinach dip you make."

SHOOT ME NOW!

SWAT!

Tsk.

"And that green chowder you make with clams. That'd be good, too."

Waste my scrumptious chowder on a bunch of louts drunk on green beer? I don't think so.

SWAT!

Tsk.

"Let's have a Spring-like Easter party instead," I suggested. "Chocolate bunnies and an egg hunt and birthday cake icing in individual servings so everyone can lick the stuff out of their own bowl. And jelly beans everywhere!"

"Only if you swear not to eat the ears off all the bunnies."

"I don't swear."

SWAT!

Tsk.

But I'm good at eating chocolate bunny ears. It's what I do.

"I'll get the baskets next time I go shopping. Easter baskets for everyone. That'll be fun! How many do you think we should invite?"

"No more than 20."

FORTY chocolate bunny ears! YESSSS!

"I can't wait."

SWAT!

"What's that for?"

"For whatever you're thinking."

Tsk.

~Sar~