
More wordy styling with toilet paper. (I have to share them with y’all because Kenn doesn’t notice my efforts, LOL.)

More wordy styling with toilet paper. (I have to share them with y’all because Kenn doesn’t notice my efforts, LOL.)

This is Bob in full Casanova Kitty mode. Kenn says this picture should be captioned “How you doin’?” a la Joey Tribbiani in Friends.

Just a little agricultural humor.

If I were to own a humongous camper, it would look like this. It would also have a disco ball somewhere inside.

I came across this post on Bluesky and LOLed. I am one of those women; I had *such* a crush on this fox. He may be a large part of why I still love foxes.

One of the many humorous items on my boss’s new bulletin board.

Who needs a star on the tree when you have a Bear?

This Grammie/Nina needs some Jingle Boots!

Kenn has been suffering from chronic idiopathic urticaria (chronic hives of unknown origin) for three years now. The poor guy takes a LOT of medication to keep the hives under control. We both love his allergist; she is awesome. Kenn went in for a checkup earlier this week, and part of the conversation went like this:
Dr. B: You are hands-down my most refractive patient. (Refractive meaning he doesn’t respond to traditional treatments.)
Me (turning to Kenn): I’ll get you a shirt.
Kenn: Most refractive urticaria?
Me: Yep.
Dr. B: It needs to have a trophy on it, too.
Me: Done.
As soon as we got home, I researched custom printing sites, selected uberprints.com, designed, and ordered the shirt shown.
I was planning to wait and give it to him at Christmas, but I couldn’t wait that long; I gave it to him as soon as it arrived. (It actually shipped the day I ordered it. Mind. Blown.)

I don’t drink coffee anymore, but I understand the sentiment.