
Oh, there's no living with her now! She tries to place orders for treats (actually, she asks that pretty relentlessly in general).

The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie has just finished another book, and is pleased with it. She says she's more philosophical these days, being in her dotage and all, and liked grappling with some of these spiritual/meaning-of-life/what is heaven?/what is hell? questions.
The author, Don Miguel Ruiz, offers a code of conduct for humans, based on ancient Toltec wisdom, to make people happier:
1. Be impeccable with your word
2.Don't take anything personally
3. Don't make assumptions
4. Always do your best.
The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie thinks this is just fine for humans, gives the book 3 paws up, but made some amendments for the dog world. She said:
"1. What the heck? I ALWAYS keep my word, except for those very special circumstances, like if you leave a whole pan of cookies on the counter. Of course, I'll tell you I'd never ever, ever, touch them. But what self-respecting dog wouldn't? And about leaving the front door open a crack? I'm outa here! I'm sniffing out good dog poop and email messages in the neighborhood, and finding decaying-meat delicacies. On that, I give you my word!
2. Silly people, really, you shouldn't. I really, really love you from the bottom of my heart, all the time, even if I chew up the remote or throw-up in your shoes. But I will take it personally if you act like you're going to take me for a walk, and don't. How could you? Just look into my beautiful brown, SAD, eyes!
3. Well, clearly, this doesn't apply to me. I assume you will treat me every time you walk in the door.
4. I do, but people don't. You're all so . . . dramatic. . . and WHY are you trying to be best at those things? The real secrets of life should be to be best at these things: Sleep a lot, especially in the sunny spots. Smell everything. Never pass up getting body parts scratched. Enjoy your food. Know that your people are the Best and Totally Good. And know that you are loved."
"Books are humanity in print." Barbara W. Tuchman
Well, . . . not really. But I really, really do like blogging! And today, I thought I'd update you on how Bonnie is doing, and tell you about a new little tool I learned about in the Blogging for Scrapbookers class.
Bonnie's paw is a little better this week, but we're still not feeling very confident about this. I've read that older dogs are stoics. . . that there is survival-value for a dog to not reveal illness if it can help it, so by the time a dog is making it clear that they're hurting, they may be in a great deal of pain. I looked up the medication Bonnie was on, and found it that Rimadyl is not a steroid, but a pain killer. She's out of this medication now, and what I worry about is that she'll now show signs of being in pain again.
This past summer, while Doug was away, I indulged The Beautiful Ms. Bonnie with this food, and she's been quite impressed with it ever since. Pardon our blur, but she was on the move, and I was experimenting with my external flash. I'd set the external flash at +1 exposure, and the camera exposure at -1.0. Wait a minute! Hold the phone! I think I know what I did wrong! I set the CAMERA FLASH EXPOSURE at -1.0 instead of the CAMERA EXPOSURE at -1.0! Time to check the manual again; maybe that's why the flash didn't freeze the action!
The tool that I learned about has to do with Google Reader. Using the Reader is a great way to read others' blog posts, but it's nice to use the reader to conveniently gather the posts to read. What I learned is that if you sign into your Google account, and go to http://reader.google.com click on settings, and then click on "goodies" , you'll see a little bubble labeled "next." You can drag the "next" bubble right onto your browser bookmarks bar. Now, whenever you click on "next" on your bookmarks bar, you'll bring up posts in your Google reader.
My friend and fellow-blogger Jeanne mentioned a class on her blog a few days ago, and I decided to check it out. I love to blog--in fact, I'm just a wee bit addicted to it, but every once in a while, I need a little burst of inspiration. I decided to sign up for the same class, Blogging for Scrapbookers, and even though I started late, am liking the the ideas. Whether any of them find their ways into my blog remains to be seen.
I decided to post some photos of an album I've been working on: Our Vacation Log. The inspiration for this comes from the photo storage process I mentioned a few weeks ago: What to do with the Photos? I keep finding photos that I fall in love with again, and want to feature in some way.
And there are some who might begin to notice that as they move through middle age (not that I would be so rude as to mention specifically WHO but I might be one of them), they don't always remember exactly which trip occurred when. And trips I have taken with family tend to be very near and dear to my heart.
So I decided to create a very simple 8" x 8" ringed binder that would have one page per each trip we've taken over the years.
And I'm really enjoying the process!
It's such a "trip down memory lane", perfect for the "empty nester", (and rather useful for advocating to one's spouse for other trips, as I keep sharing "remember when we. . . . . " pages.)
One of the best parts is that I'm forced to choose only 2, 3 or 4 photos that seem to represent the trip the best. It's really an album about the highlights, and I keep the layouts as simple as possible, so that the "foo-foo" doesn't grandstand and take away from the focus of the memory and the photos.
This last example was not exactly a "vacation", but was one of the more memorable sets of trips in our lives, a trip down to Texas following the Grand Forks's flood, leaving our children with Robert and Barb, (where they all seemed to overwhelmingly fall in love with each other), and then the trip back to get them way too many weeks later when our house was approaching habitable again.
I'll share more later about the wonderful geeky details I'm picking up from this class.

Again, kudos for creativity, but what is this? Not a fashion statement, I'm thinking. Maybe something about protecting breasts from xrays???? I'm going to have to return to the museum when I can look around a little better and see if I can figure this out.
Basically, we stood in line for a long time. Long enough, literally, for cob-webs to develop on the historical exhibits:
The apple cider and home-baked cookies were great, but after about an hour, my husband and I decided that the queuing to be taken out in little groups of 5 into the more dramatic, gory aspects of the program, just wasn't worth it. We bailed out, and headed home to watch our Netflix copy of "Drag Me to Hell."
So now we have a pit where we used to have a side walk (just in time for Halloween!).
. . . . and another mystery hole here (in the ground, you dirty minds!), as well as several more in our yard.


