maggie and thatcher have left scotand

This morning at 0915 we glided down the highlands and left Caithness. It was a glorious day, the sea was shining, the fields were green, and the baby lambs were running around. After a fight with 

Thatcher outside of Stirling, which centered around his wanting to sit in the driver's seat and me wanting him to sit in the back of the car and resulted in the leash and his collar being broken and me calling him a bad word in front of a super serene lady holding her brand new baby and two whippets... we drove silently out of Scotland at 1445 and put this amazing adventure behind us.

selfie with maggie

Selfie with Thatchy

Down to Days

Taking a break from staging as the movers come tomorrow.  We have had a difficult couple of weeks.  Although I had a successful trip to Denver, British Airways lost one of my bags and it seems like it will not reappear.  

Goodbye my beautiful suede Jimmy Choo boots that I treated myself to on a particularly difficult day.  Not to mention all of my medication,which I decided to bring so I wouldn't have to lug it with the dogs.  Major sigh, I can just imagine the paperwork.

Maggie has decided to be sick and after a week of antibiotics and steroids, she has been given another weeks.  Her fever has been so bad that the skin is coming off the inside of her ears and the vet believe she'll lose her hearing, which I think she decided was okay when she pooped in the living room today due to the 'stress' of everything moving around her.  

As I called her a nasty name, she just looked at me wagging her tail and I imagine her chanting, I am in my own world, I am in my own world, I am in my own world.

We will not be beaten!!

Bees watercolor, as promised

Aren't they wonderful?

There is this great lady that I met will talking to the finance group about what they wanted to be when they grew up.  You see she wants to be an artist.  

She brought me up her portfolio, and I fell in lust with a watercolor of bees on a honeycomb; it's incredible.  So I bought the bees and had it framed and it's been in my office, when it comes home for packing, I get a snap up on the blog.

Knowing that I am dog crazy, she suggested I bring in my favorite picture and I thought picture, as in singular?!?
  
So I posed this suggestion that maybe she do 3 of each and I'd hang them side-by-side and then I didn't hear from her about it for a year.  

And then last week, she came and gave me these and they are so perfectly perfect that they had to be shared.

Hong Kong Celebrates

Thatcher's Love

I pretty much feel like I live a charmed life, but I have had a string of unfortunates, which must be shared.  

First, I was headed down to Inverness to get my haircut and I opened up my water only to have it spray all over the car and me and essentially soak everything.  There was like no water left in the bottle when it was done.  

After my haircut and still slightly damp, I headed off to the health food store and loaded up.  As I took out my bag to pack up my groceries, a pair of my underpants flew out of the bag.  I stood there marveling at my underpants, thinking what were they doing in there?  Time and everyone in the store stood still until I picked them up with a heavy sigh.

The next day, I went to work and as I opened the frig to put my salad inside, a carton of milk fell of the door.   The individual hadn't put the cap back on, so I became soaked with milk - cashmere sweater, trousers and shoes.  The kitchen had to be steam cleaned.  

I was sort of annoyed, but I cleaned myself up the best I could.

Unfortunately, as I was leaving the toilet the automatic air freshener went off and sprayed me full in the face.  

Air freshener is unpleasant in your eyes.

About an hour later, I was in the middle of a meeting, when one of the guys stopped and said I am sorry, but this has to be said, you stink.

I managed to make it through the day, headed home, peeled off my crusty trouser, and got into my PJs.  

Thank goodness, Thatchy loves me.