the dog barks. For. 2. Hours. At. Rain.
But that's not why I'm here. I have been knitting like crazy but there aren't too many pictures to take when you're knitting endless rows of folk shawls.
Instead- another snapshot of lunch.
The headline in the local paper said "Does West Virginia have too many colleges?"
Mr. PE was sharing the details of the article and said "yeah, there are 20 colleges that offer bachelorettes"
All I could do was look at the secretary and say "Did he just say bachelorettes?" She confirmed that he did and I just kept eating.
2 comments:
Ha ha, poor puppy. Or poor you, due to incessant dog barking....
And really, what's up with this gym teacher? Funny man....
A dog who barks at rain could be a little inconvenient.
We had a thunder storm a few nights ago, and Sam burrowed under our bed and refused to come out. Every time there was a clap of thunder, he banged his head on the underside of the bed. We couldn't sleep because we were laughing so hard.
ETA: My verification word is "spinsin". Do you think it's a message?
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