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Have I got a Halloween story for you…

Since I’m the one who gets phone calls from my husband that say, “Come home right now!” CLICK. I think it’s only fair that he be poked awake in the wee hours with the following:

“Honey, I’m sorry to wake you up, but I’m dealing with a lot of blood here and I need your help.”

I do excel at the understatement in an emergency.

When I fed the dogs at 10:30 everyone was fine. When I went to let them in at 11:00 the back yard looked like a Halloween movie. There was blood everywhere. I couldn’t tell which dog it was coming from even as I followed the blood trail into the house. Of course, you know they were sitting on the livingroom carpet when I caught up with them. I determined it was Roscoe because he just sat there looking freaked out. Winnie on the other hand was vibrating with anxiety, practically hovering over him. I still couldn’t figure out where the blood was coming from. His whole body seemed covered with it and mud, all four feet, his chest and muzzle. I couldn’t coax him into the bathroom for better light, so that’s when I went to get My Honey.

Together we got him to the kitchen where we determined his foot was injured. I still couldn’t really see what was happening but I got a big clue when blood started spraying around the kitchen with every heartbeat. By now he was mostly immobile. Not Winnie. She hopped about, whining. I grabbed a bunch of paper towels and an old bath towel and wrapped the hell out of his leg. That’s when Jojo Kitty became so helpful. He climbed all over Roscoe and tromped around in the blood, tracking red kitty prints through the house. Really, with all the other blood everywhere, it didn’t make much difference. At least his wee prints were cute. It took over an hour to wipe down the kitchen, mop all the house tile, scrub the rug, and spray off the back porch.

$853 and fifteen stitches later, the sad doggy is home. Honestly, there’s nothing sadder than a bloodhound in a Cone of Shame. We’re down $1,500 this month alone in pet expenses. I told the rest of the animals to lay low through 2015 ’cause we’ve gone WAY over the pet portion of our budget.

We have no idea what he did to himself. I have my suspicions with this particular holiday and all.

I’m keeping a very close eye on him just to make sure he doesn’t turn into a werewolf tonight.

Real world advice from the people who say it like it is

I present to you the Amylynn and Ava read aloud from Dear Abby portion of our morning ritual.

This is the letter in question

Dear Abby,
My fiancée, “Tina” and I made a resolution to lose weight for our wedding. Everything has been going great except for one thing. (Here’s where we roll our eyes in anticipation of the “THING”) because men lose weight faster than women, I know weigh less at 6 foot 1 than she does at 5 feet 4.
Tina already has self-esteem issues. I want to look good for our wedding, but not at the cost of my fiancée’s hurt feelings. What can I do?
-At A Loss In Michigan

Abby suggested nice pop-psychology answers that are very newspaper friendly. We’d like to offer AALIM some real world advice. He’s gonna need it.

Dear At A Loss,
Go get some beer and some lovely carbs and start bulking up. Right now. Get in the car. There is nothing that pisses women off more than men losing weight faster and easier than women. There is no solution other than putting on some weight as fast as you can. We also suggest you do this in the closet because if she catches you eating cake when she’s had nothing but miserable meat and water for the last three months you’re going to die. Slowly.

This is actually a great test to see if you can become a successful husband. Women know they’re crazy. We’ve all embraced it. However, losing weight faster than her for your FREAKING WEDDING is the worst possible thing you could do. She’d probably take cheating on her at the bachelor party easier than you weighing less than her.

This is a problem. No kidding around.

Actually, we think your fiancée should reconsider this whole thing. No woman needs this kind of nonsense.

We don’t understand why people get so bent out of shape over kidnapping.

Sarah Wendell of SmartBitchesTrashyBooks came to our writing group this weekend to discuss critiques and clichés. She was super-duper fabulous! Her information was spot on and she is a hilarious speaker – one of the best I’ve ever seen. Amy and I discussed keeping her at one point, kind of like a pound puppy, but then we found out she had children . . . We could have listened to her for hours more.

This actually may be the same jacket.

The venue that the meeting was held at was new to our club and there really wasn’t enough space to hold us all and Sarah (although she’s a tiny little thing) and our annual giant fund raising raffle. While everyone else was appreciating Sarah’s talk – I was appreciating Sarah’s clothing choices. Being stuck in the corner of the room, with no direct line of site to the projector screen, I fixated on her outfit. Sarah wore the ultimate “I’m going to Tucson in Oct to Speak to a RWA Group” ensemble. She was chicly attired in a dusty pink jacket with chiffon ruffles peeking out from the hem and sleeves. She smartly paired the pink jacket with the perfect color mid-grey low pumps BUT the “pièce de résistance” was that the pumps had a ruffle along the top there-by echoing the ruffles on the jacket. She finished it off with black slacks and a grey lace top. Lovely.

Here are the pound puppies we want since we can’t keep Sarah.

The only mistake she made was mixing her metals. I am totally opposed to mixed metals. You should never wear silver, gold, rose gold, etc. together unless you really work it into the theme of the outfit – no matter what those crazy designers that send unwearable clothes down the runways say, don’t do it. Sarah had on lovely silver hoops which gracefully supported the grey top and shoes BUT she had a gold watch. Yellow Gold. I know you’re all thinking – “Maybe she only has one watch, Ava! Cut her some slack!” Nope. No slack on this. If the watch doesn’t work, leave it off and consult one of the 900 electronic items we all carry these days for the time. The gold was totally wrong with the gray and dusty pink. Wrong. And that is what earned Sarah an A instead of the ever elusive A+. (Amylynn here - Ava is a bit militant about this. I mix metals all the time just to watch her grimace. Hey, a girl has to have a hobby.)

Just so you all know, I wasn’t the only crazy person in the room reviewing Sarah’s attire instead of giving my full attention to the lecture – someone else was doing it as well. I won’t give her name away (Amanda) but this person asked Sarah if she could take a picture of her shoes. Sarah didn’t bat an eyelash and readily agreed. She lives in Jersey and I’m sure she’s been asked by other strangers to take photos of far stranger personal items than her nattily attired feet . . .

October 25

We all got a new boss today at Bank of No Forks. Ava is always excited about that, certain that this new person will be the one to help us. “I like him,” she’ll say. Amylynn, on the other hand, will give Ava that look and say for the umpteenth time, “Ava, you’re so pretty.” As the realist, Amylynn reserves judgment. She’s more of a let’s-wait-and-see kind of a person. She gets less disappointed that way. Still, we got a free lunch out of the deal. Free lunch is good. Especially when it’s egg salad sandwiches with mayo,

Borrowed from the Witty people at Daily Finance

cream cheese and bacon. God’s honest truth, bacon makes everything better. This week there was all kinds of funny stuff going on in the world. This is what we chose for you.

1. Dollar Menu. The McDonalds corporation is introducing some higher priced options in their dollar menu. That’s not funny, just stupid. What is funny is that they’re calling it “Dollar Menu and More”. Don’t you think it’s insane how stupid corporations think we are. It’s not “Dollar and More”, it’s just Menu at this point. So we think we’re going to change us to Quill Sisters and More. The More will be more snark, more sarcasm, and more absurdist articles about animals our husbands, and sometimes the government, won’t let us have.

2. Crotchety old men. We have a lot of retirement communities out here. Usually they’re very quiet and you don’t hear anything about them except for maybe a string of burglaries once in a while. There was some excitement this week, though. A 68-year-old gentleman woke up and his wife wasn’t in bed, so he went out to the guest house and found his 63-year-old wife in bed with a 22-year-old man. The old gent poked the kid with his cane – we love that part – to wake him up and tell him to get out. We hope he poked him REALLY hard. We can’t wait till we can start poking people with canes. The kid got all belligerent and cursed the old man out, which prompted the old man to go get

Oh MY!

his gun. The kid ended up getting shot in the hand by what seemed to be a ricochet. We didn’t learn the wife’s response to all this. And once again we have more questions than answers. The police did say it was really rather exciting since it happened in a senior community. We’ll bet this will be BBQ fodder for months.

3.British Tushies. The British Rowing Team does a calendar every year in an effort to fight homophobia. Naked. Yes indeed. Naked as the day they were born. Each and every one of these boys has a perfect body from all that…rowing. And being young. The calendar is a thing of beauty, we’ll tell you. There are pictures of naked rowing. And naked swimming. And naked shaving. And chasing puppies around in a field. Naked. With strategically placed weeds and such. Follow the jump and you’ll

We always ask for crazy shit really nicely

get to where you need to order the calendar. Get one for your mother and sister and gay friend George. Or anyone else naked in your life. Down with homophobia. And strategically placed weeds.

4.Hall of Frames. We showed up at this business this week with an insane request. We realized it was outrageous, but nevertheless, we had every intention of making it. We needed some things framed for an event and we needed them in record time. AND we didn’t want to pay very much for it. We went to Hall of Frames because they guy who runs the place is really nice. He’s also a little odd, which we find appealing. We were waiting outside the store before it opened. To begin the schmoozing process we held his coffee while he opened the door. Then the man with the stars tattooed on his face proceeded to TOTALLY HELP US. Surely you know from our blog, that never actually happens. No one really helps us. Ever. So, Jeff from Hall of Frames, you are officially the most talented, nicest guy to put up with our crazy whims since our grandfather died. Good work. We’re going to keep you - you will be the only person we ever ask to do our framing. We’ll bet your sorry now.

5. Keancolor Nail Polish. Amylynn found this stuff on the internet and we’re officially in love. The colors are outstanding - especially the Holo colors. The sparkle is mesmerizing. Never in a million years did we ever think we’d consider wearing green nail polish, but there it is, on our toes. We can’t stop looking at it, which is a serious problem, especially when we’re driving or on the stairs. The best part? We’ll be able to compliment our full-body casts nicely when we’re released from the hospital.

The best thing in the mailbox since Valentines

My of my favorite things is to shop for cards. If I see a rounder of cards in a car wash, I’m all over it. Or in the grocery store. Or, God help me, a Hallmark store. I absolutely love to send funny greeting cards to people for absolutely no reason whatsoever. Tell me, what’s better than going to the mailbox and, mixed in with all those wretched bills there’s a hot pink envelope with a silly card inside. Instantly a better mood, I promise you.

The ShoeboxBlog is a great funny place on the net. Sadly, I’ll often see cards on there that make me snort out loud, but I can’t find them in the store.

Dear people at Shoebox,

I LOVE this card. Please send me twelve of them.

Sincerely your biggest fan,

Amylynn

CLICK CARD FOR A BIGGER IMAGE

The answer is not Amazon

A woman had a baby in a Barnes & Noble this past week. She went in there to buy a book. The stupid news article

This is way too boring for this scenario

didn’t say what book. Good Night, Moon? What Do Labor Pains Feel Like? How to Deliver a Baby in the Self-Help Section?

Damn it, it just kills me when they don’t answer any questions.

Also, what the heck was she doing there anyway? Where were her people? Was this her first kid or her seventh?

Clearly this woman needs assistance.

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