Artichokes - - -

So, who cooks using artichokes? Lately I've been eating them when dining out and have come to enjoy.

Recently, I bought a jar of artichokes, tossed chicken pieces in BBQ sauce and spread over pizza crust. Yum's the word on that combo.

Also, artichokes are nice in chicken casseroles. Maybe I should Google them before writing my thoughts down:)

Thru a Child's Eyes - - -

He bounced around in the car, great anticipation - pumpkin is his favorite. We watched the top of Grandpa's head as he cruised thru the bakery and was now in the frozen food section. Horror! A frozen pumpkin pie!! "Oh, no, I think they are out of pie, I see the cream in his hand but no pie." (Luckily, it was tucked at his elbow)

When Grandpa emerged, pie in hand, the grandson cried out, "A box of happiness!"

Up or Down?

So, the debate rages - toilet seat up or down.

Seems to me the easist solution is for everyone to just close the lid - too simple:)

Cart Before the Horse - - -

So I bought a red hat the other day, thinking I'd join the Red Hat Club. When I researched the club, it appears to be a social only thing. That is good in its self but I thought maybe it were for charity.

Anyway, in my usual bumbling style, bought the hat ($19.99) and now will check out our local society.

Clarification

This little baby (8 week) pit bull was so absolutely darling. I have to admit that I recoiled in horror inside when his teenage owner told me his breed.

His coat was way more beautiful than my illustration and of course, his little tummy was bare of fur - so sweet.

The teen owner said he wanted him to give him all the love he fears other pb dogs do not receive.

Important to note that one of our sons was attacked by a pit bull at a business establishment. His knee is still numb after 12 years and the nightmares recur.

I guess I just wanted to be silly writing this post - we met the family at a tourist info centre.

Deuce

His velvety blue eyes met mine again. He seemed to have trouble focusing. Never have I seen such beautiful, silvery gray hair.

I looked away, trying to concentrate on my reading.

His magnetism drew me over, "You are so absolutely beautiful." I held his face, he froze a little until I rubbed his ears, moving my hands to cuddle his body, caressing his smooth tummy. He wiggled with pleasure, toes splayed.

Grandma wailed in the back ground, "I warned him to not get involved, it's always trouble." Voices murmured in agreement, looking our way.I ignored them, he needed a cuddle.

"What is your name?"

"Deuce, for the extra toe on each white back foot. He's a pit bull puppy."