



So, there's this "How well read are you?" list going around on Facebook. I thought I'd adapt it to the blog and keep a running summer reading list. I plan to mark them in red as I go. Currently I'm working on Gabriel Garcia Marquez's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" or "Cien Anos de Soledad" and a new book I picked up yesterday that seems pretty good so far, "East of the Sun" by Julia Gregson.
and Guanajuato, Mexico
Photos you take yourself are so flattering....
So, I thought I'd add some actual pics of the new dog. She got a clean bill of health at the vets last Friday and she is good to go. The only weird (and annoying) thing is that she won't go to the bathroom in the backyard--only when I walk her. Which means I have to come walk her 3 times a day--this involves often stopping by on my lunch break to take a walk. 
Tomorrow, we're going to learn to tie knots! How exciting. ( and how sad that I'm not saying that sarcastically).
The hubs, Leo, didn't want to go because he had a muscle car show to attend. He doesn't much like being on the water anyway. Our honeymoon cruise was the longest he has ever really been on a ship (did I mention it was a week-long Caribbean cruise). Being a Navy combat medic, he's "boots on the ground"--not much for ships.
Anyway, I got very sunburned but only in really weird areas. Like my kneecaps and my elbows. I guess these were the spots most exposed to the sun.
I did almost become the first casualty of Captain Steve's crew when I nearly fell in trying to disembark, but luckily Capt. Steve grabbed my arm before I met my maker at the bottom of Davy Jones's Locker.
Speaking of which, in honor of pirates I thought I'd share some pirate lingo with everyone. (I got this on the back of a St. George's Brewing Company brochure at the annual Blackbeard Festival in Hampton, Virginia.
And yes, these have been hanging on my refrigerator for over 4 years.
Every year, the city of Hampton, Va. hosts the Blackbeard Festival. After years of terrorizing the citizens around the Chesapeake Bay, Blackbeard was killed in 1718 and his severed head was hung as a warning to all pirates at the mouth of the Hampton River. If you're in the area in early June, I highly recommend attending.
If you're a history buff and historical re-enactor, you can be part of Blackbeard's crew like these people:

But, if getting drunk on grog and terrorizing little kids is more your thing, you can be what they call a "polyester pirate" which according to the website, means you don't really have to bother too much with historical accuracy (maybe a quick trip to Spencer's Gifts?) and you just basically run around with an eye patch yelling, "Arrggh!!" at everyone.
Below is the link if anyone's interested! Happy pirating!
oney to do it. There are plenty of programs that offer free and low-cost neuters.This is the closest pic I could find on the web that looks like our dog.
And her new name? Maude. Yes, Maude.
The hubs didn't want a new dog after we put Poppy to sleep 2 months ago, so I had to give him something and he wanted to be able to say, "And then there's Maude" when the dog came into the room.
So, for anyone who didn't grow up during the 70's (including me) here's a link to what I'm talking about.