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Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Extra Loud!
The bitch is back. Unfortunately she's learned more words than before. Army and I both went to bed with migraines last night. Guess how thrilled I was to hear her yapping away this morning (with her new expanded vocabulary).
5 comments:
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Okay, I don't care how much Frank wants to install an alarm when our dog goes home to Jesus. I am not getting no damn talking alarm. I'd shoot out the speakers, although given we live in NY, I'm not allowed to own a gun. Which is probably a good thing.
OK, so tomorrow morning I'll count my blessings for the barking shedding dog being the only noise.
I love your mother's idea of that address book, and I may have to do something similar for teen. I put all of my important numbers in my cell phone, because it's the one thing that's always with me.
When they opened a new grade school here superhubby and I were given a key so we could go in and get the playground equipment out of storage (he and I were installing all of the equipment.) The assistant principal didn't realize we were there and he stopped by (this was a Saturday) to get something and turned on the alarm. Every time we walked in the school this womans voice would start "halt, you are entering a restricted area, the police have been called and will be here soon. Stay where you are until they arrive." Would have been great but we were there for 6 hours and no one ever showed up.
When we first moved here, the house HAD an alarm system. Way too loud and scared the crap out of me. Since new windows have been installed and various wires cut...it doesn't exist any more.
I never used it and never will have one. I'll just shoot anyone who comes in! Well, if I had a gun, I would!
I'm a thirty-something mom living in the South (just in case my frequent use of "y'all" didn't give it away). In my prior-to-mommyhood life, I was a teacher. I'm married to my college sweetheart. We have a fabulously funny (and cute!) six year old daughter who keeps us laughing daily and a sweet and busy one year old daughter. We also have a perpetually shedding wonderdog.
5 comments:
Okay, I don't care how much Frank wants to install an alarm when our dog goes home to Jesus. I am not getting no damn talking alarm. I'd shoot out the speakers, although given we live in NY, I'm not allowed to own a gun. Which is probably a good thing.
OK, so tomorrow morning I'll count my blessings for the barking shedding dog being the only noise.
I love your mother's idea of that address book, and I may have to do something similar for teen. I put all of my important numbers in my cell phone, because it's the one thing that's always with me.
Thanks for the comment, I needed it tonite!
LMAO! Love your first sentence ;)
When they opened a new grade school here superhubby and I were given a key so we could go in and get the playground equipment out of storage (he and I were installing all of the equipment.) The assistant principal didn't realize we were there and he stopped by (this was a Saturday) to get something and turned on the alarm. Every time we walked in the school this womans voice would start "halt, you are entering a restricted area, the police have been called and will be here soon. Stay where you are until they arrive." Would have been great but we were there for 6 hours and no one ever showed up.
When we first moved here, the house HAD an alarm system. Way too loud and scared the crap out of me. Since new windows have been installed and various wires cut...it doesn't exist any more.
I never used it and never will have one. I'll just shoot anyone who comes in! Well, if I had a gun, I would!
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