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Friday, November 21, 2025

Fly On The Wall With A Trash Bin Brain

Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group blog postings hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, three of us are welcoming you into our homes to see what a fly might see (or overhear). 


Now that the weather is cooler, the fly is recovering after last month's crazy events in the October FOW post (birthdays and flappers and campers, oh my!) No flies means I can eat outdoors again without the pesky insects. However, I couldn't let October slip by without mentioning the hilarious Halloween party we went to. As promised in my last blog post, I have pictures of hubs in his lobster outfit, and guess what? He won 1st place for the funniest costume! He got up during the contest and danced to the B-52's "Rock Lobster" song while tossing empty butter cartons out to the audience. Classic Mac!!


We were fortunate enough to have 300+ trick-or-treaters this year at our house — we went through 14 bags of candy (well, I probably consumed an entire bag of miniature Reese's myself). It does my heart good to see the wee ones all dressed up! Adorable kids this year, and they were all super polite!



We just came back from our 17th RV camping trip. We stayed at a KOA campground, and it was NICE! We had a lake view with stunning sunsets. They also had a "heated" pool on the grounds, but the water was 75 degrees---that is NOT heated enough for this Florida girl!  BRRRRR! But we did warm up every night around the campsite fire pit and had some funny conversations... 



"Man, you and the dog were snoring like crazy last night in bed."
"Yes, we've been practicing synchronized snoring."
"I'd say you nailed it."



"Thanks for helping me chop the onions--I know they're a bit strong! I'm going to throw them in a pan with some butter now to saute them. It's called 'caramelizing' them."
"Well, chopping them has caramelized my eyes."



"That linebaker is.....fat."
"Yeah, they have to bulk up like that for their position. That's why they're linebackers."
"Then I missed my calling because I could have applied for that job with the way I eat!"


"I can't get this annoying song out of my head. Let me sing it for you so that we can share the earworm."
"No thanks----I don't have any space left in my brain. It's already too cluttered. You know how you delete spam from your computer, and it goes into the trash bin? My brain is that trash bin full of unwanted junk emails." 



"I know what you can do with my ashes after I'm cremated."
"Can't wait to hear this...what am I doing with your ashes?"
"Hold my funeral at a catholic church, then have the cardinal carry my ashes smoking in the thurible with the incense----that way, when he walks down the aisle waving it to sanctify the congregation, a little bit of me will pass over every guest."
"Your brain really is a trash bin of useless information, isn't it?"

"Trimming your nose hairs again, I see. About time!"
"Yeah, but it's like going through a dense forest with a chainsaw."



"Honey, you don't have to spoil me with fancy jewelry, five-star restaurants, or luxury travel. I like the simple things in life."
"Obviously, because you married me."



"I hate having to use all of these different reader glasses. Even my doctor said my eyesight is bad."
"This also explains why you married me...."



"Why is the toilet paper so low in the bathroom? Don't you ever refill it?"
"Hey, I never signed on for the role of the toilet paper changer for your poop throne."



I'd better stop blogging now, since Hubs reads this stuff — and, as you know, he has a trash bin brain that cannot handle any more nonsense. Hopefully my blog post won't end up in YOUR trash bin!


***WANT MORE MENO MAMA? I wrote an emotional essay for AARP recently about unpacking my past through a pile of forgotten diaries. It was an eye-opening life review, and it seems I owe a few apologies. ***UPDATE: For some reason, I cannot post the link to the essay. Go to AARP/Members Only and then add the essay title My High School Journals Helped Me Unpack My Past---into the search bar. Sorry about that! https://www.aarp.org/family-relationships/ethels-tell-all-childhood-diary/ I have another article on AARP/The Girlfriend about the one thing that can quickly kill a friendship, which you can read HERE  And then another on easy skillet meals you can read HERE

Hop on over to Karen and Diane's house to see what the nosy fly has been up to over there!


Baking In A Tornado                                https://www.BakingInATornado.com

                               

On the Border                                         https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/








Friday, October 22, 2021

Fly On The Wall With A Urinator


     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group blog postings hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, three bloggers are bravely letting you into their homes for a sneak peek at what goes on behind closed doors. 


     The nosy fly watched me decorate my entire house this month in Halloween-themed stuff and of course, I already loaded up on bags of candy (no, I did NOT open any yet!). I also celebrated my birthday last week and it was the most PERFECT day. Nothing is sweeter than having family around me to celebrate another year around the planet. I have no idea how I got so lucky and I truly feel blessed for all the love in my life. 


     In other news, I'm leaving next week for my first ever cruise! Yeah, I know I always said I'd never do one (remember the Titanic!) but there are no icebergs around here so I feel fairly safe. We are going with the family to celebrate my granddaughter's 3rd birthday----just a few days around some islands. I heard there is free ice cream on the ship everywhere you look and more food than I will know what to do with. Not so great for my diet. Help me, Jesus! 

Here are some of the weird conversations the fly overheard at my house this month:


"I'm nervous about going on our cruise next week since I've never been on one. What was it like when you went?"

"That was so long ago that it wasn't even called a cruise. It was called an ark. And there were no people on board, just animals in sets of twos.....


"The dog's tooth extraction today is going to be cheaper than I thought."
"I doubt my tooth extraction at the dentist's office next week will be that cheap."
"Let's see if the vet will give us a two-for-one deal while we're there...."



"I only have five minutes to get my business done in
the bathroom before our show starts!"
"You're such an organized, timely person that even your bowel movements are efficient."


"You've navigated your life really well." 
"That's because you don't know about all the detours I had to take to get here."



"Brewski the Terminator needs to be housetrained." 
"You've got the dog's name wrong; he's not the terminator----he's the urinator." 



"I lost another pound!"
"Where did it go?"
"It's probably hiding in the food pantry."
"At least someone in this family gets to enjoy the bag of chocolate chip cookies in there."



"You sure have been peeing a lot since we got to this restaurant."
"It's all the beer I drank. I broke the 'bladder seal' and now I can't stop going. "
"Forget about the peeing dog. YOU'RE the real Urinator." 



"Of course the dog doesn't want to leave her warm bed to eat dog food for breakfast. I wouldn't want to wake up for that, either. '
"I'll bet you'd wake up for a buttery croissant."
"You know me so well....."  

     Now if you will excuse me, I need to go pack for a cruise. I hope there are plenty of bathrooms on the boat for the Urinator......


****WANT MORE MENO MAMA? Check out my latest for Always Pets HERE and HERE


Be sure to click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

 

Baking In A Tornado                  https://www.BakingInATornado.com

Menopausal Mother                   http://www.menopausalmom.com/

Wandering Web Designer      https://wanderingwebdesigner.com/blog







Friday, March 8, 2019

The Pug Hoarder

     I've reached that empty nest stage in life where I should be collecting cats so that everyone can accuse me of being a cat lady....but instead, I hoard pugs. Right now I have three, and I'd have a lot more if my husband didn't keep deleting my emails from the pug rescue website. Those smooshie noses and big ol' bug eyes get me every time. The pug head tilt is my undoing!


     The three dogs I have are all quite distinctive, and I spoil them rotten because they're my fur babies and they deserve the best! My oldest (and first) pug was found in the streets of Miami, orphaned by his family. It didn't take me long to figure out why---Brewski has a bladder valve that I swear is constantly open. Doesn't matter if he's outside or inside; every tree and every sofa leg is fair game to him. He wears doggy diapers, but sometimes they spring a leak. Needless to say, I spend a lot on carpet cleaners. But he has a gentle soul and loves nothing more than to have his lower back scratched while we're on the couch together, binge watching Netflix. Yes, Brewski loves watching The Crown.

     My second pug was also found wandering the city streets alone when a dog rescue group saved her from the pug-thug life. Savi is my diva princess; the Kardashian of pugs. Doggy tiaras were invented for girls like her. If it's raining outside, she refuses to get her delicate paws wet and would much rather take a dump on my expensive carpet. She also hoards 2/3rds of the bed at night and snores like a freight train. Did I mention that she prefers satin sheets? Savi is my spirit animal; a spoiled girl who values her naps and expects to be hand-fed filet mignon. But she is also an affectionate girl who sits on my lap and stares at me with adoration in her eyes as if I am a human pork chop.


     My youngest pug is the first dog I ever bought as a puppy from a breeder. If the Energizer Bunny and the Tasmanian Devil ever mated, Yoda would be the result. He just turned two, but he's a "late maturing puppy." There is no such thing as boundaries for this pug; he has no problem sitting on your face, biting your ears or licking your nostrils until you pay attention to him. If you don't like getting a doggy facial, I advise you to pick up the nasty wet sock he drops in your lap and play a rousing game of tug-of-war. Sometimes I wonder if the organic dog food I give him is laced with caffeine. He runs around the room, scaling the couches and coffee table at speeds that even Mario Andretti would envy.

     The thing about Yoda is that he likes to CHEW.....like, EVERYTHING. He whittled my wooden barstool legs down to toothpicks and turned his doggy bed into a loose pile of fluffy cotton. But I found a way to beat him at his own game by purchasing a special dog bed that is chew-proof. Same goes for his toys. He needed something that would last, and I'm relieved that I found indestructible  dog toys to keep him busy so that I don't have to come home to a sofa that looks like it has been put through a Chipper Shredder. I could never get angry at him, though. All he has to do is flash those big brown eyes at me and I melt.

     This is my life with pugs, and I wouldn't have it any other way. There's always room for more....just don't tell my husband....

   

Friday, February 15, 2019

Fly On The Wall In Fun February

     Welcome to another edition of Fly On The Wall group postings, hosted by Karen of Baking In A Tornado. Today, six brave bloggers are welcoming you into their homes for a sneak peek at what goes on behind closed doors.

     As for the Doyles, we've been exercising our right to have fun. There's just something about the cooler temps that makes us frisky.... It started with a family trip to Disney World, then a 1970's birthday bash, which was followed by my son's annual beer sampling party, along with all the excitement surrounding his upcoming nuptials. What's next for us? THE RENAISSANCE FESTIVAL where anything and everything goes, especially one's modesty.

     In the meantime, here are a few snippets of conversation the fly overheard recently....



"These are some of the side effects of my medication.....nausea, burning, peeling and blistering. I'm surprised molting isn't on the list....."

"What did you feed the dog? She smells!"
"I gave her some sweet potatoes."
"That explains her gaseous, sweet potato fumes."

"Thank you for buying me one of these new fangled weighted blankets for sleep. It works, but it's so heavy, I can barely roll over. If the house ever catches on fire, I'll become toast because I can't escape from the bed."


"That dog is your shadow."
"More like a hemorrhoid."

"I'm packing both knee braces and our wrist braces for the trip."
"What are we, the orthopedic family??"

"Thanks for serving me the largest slice of apple pie known to mankind. I feel like I just consumed an entire apple tree."

"The plumber fixed our clogged sink drains."
"What was wrong with them?"
"Too much hair.....probably from all the pets. I wouldn't be surprised if he pulled out a cat or two."


     It just wouldn't be a proper FLY post if I didn't share some photos of my crazy family.


                                     
                  Hanging out in Disney World. Gotta love mouse ears.


                       

                                           1970's Birthday Bash




Gee, do you think my sweet Alessandra is a happy Girl? Yeah, that smile says it all.




                                       Beer Tasting Party 2019




             My darling Isabella is excited about her uncle's upcoming nuptials.



***WANT MORE MENO MAMA? You can find me this week on The Sisters' Hood where I'm talking about The Seven Dwarfs Of Menopause.



Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado                  https://www.BakingInATornado.com
Never Ever Give Up Hope           https://batteredhope.blogspot.com
Menopausal Mother                    https://www.menopausalmom.com/
Spatulas on Parade                   https://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com
Follow me home                          http://followmehome.shellybean.com
The Bergham Chronicles          https://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com/ 

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