Actually, this should probably be titled “Friday Floofies.”
Barn swallows and wrens are currently nesting behind our house, and the cats have their noses pressed to the windows watching the activity. I caught Kota looking extra fluffy during her time at the window.🤣
I wear this shirt once a year and post it on social media for the sole purpose of getting my adult sons to roll their eyes. This year, I’m sharing it with y’all, too. (Lucky you!🤣)
Even our church got into things this year. (Big shout out to the lady wearing the bedazzled R2-D2 shirt.)
May the 4th be with you!
Just a little agricultural humor.
One of the many humorous items on my boss’s new bulletin board.
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.
Candy corn seems to be fairly polarizing, but I’ll admit it – I love the stuff! How about you? Candy corn: yes or no?
Kenn wears an over-shirt when he works outside. I’m not sure this one actually counts as a shirt anymore; it’s becoming more hole than shirt.
I introduced y’all to WhoGivesACrap.org in an earlier post. Since I’m not fond of the black and white wrappers that are the default for their bamboo-based toilet paper, I try to time my yearly purchase with one of their limited-edition (colorful) releases. This year’s limited-edition is the Poetry Edition. So, for the next several months, our cabinets will hold gems such as the one pictured. On another note, I think they missed a big marketing opportunity by not calling it the Poo-etry Edition.
Roxie’s hiding skills are improving!
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