Quiche Lorraine

"The skies are charcoal grey
It's a dreary downtown day
But at the end of my 40 foot leash
Is my little friend Quiche
Quiche La Poodle is her name
And having a good time on a crummy day is our game.

Oh no! Here comes a Great Dane
Drivin' down the lane
Quiche, Quiche, Quiche come back here
Don't leave me
I'll go insane.

How do you like that?
Has anybody seen a dog dyed dark green?
About two inches tall, with a strawberry blond fall;
Sunglasses and a bonnet
and designer jeans with appliques on it?
The dog that brought me so much joy
Left me wallowing in pain
Quiche Lorraine"

Every time I eat quiche, I have to sing along with B52s' Quiche Lorraine. My favorite part, "Has anybody seen, a dog dyed dark green?" It cracks me up! I can see Fred walking a green poodle dog. hehe. Speaking of dyeing . . .

She lives! Yes! I am finally getting over my muck. Went out today and had my hair cut and colored. Oh my. The gray was showing through like all get out. Why is it when you get older and your hair begins turning gray, the natural color turns dark and yucky too? I used to have a nice color to my hair, about the same as you see here, but now it's like dark and mousy. Ew. What is the deal? Look at that white scalp! Time to hit the sun, just a tad, ok?

Since the salon is next to the bakery, I had to pick up two of their quiches for din din. You thought I made them? ha. I'm not that well, for heaven's sake. Of course, I also picked up a few cupcakes. Is there anyone out there that can resist a cupcake?? Honestly? I think not. Luck of da Irish be wit thee.

I have been receiving so many goodies in the mail from everyone. My SIL, MJ, had sent me a beautiful framed photo of my Miss Bev. It is so pretty. I still miss that pretty face.

Then, out of the blue came a package from Lisa. She sent all kinds of goodies. It came at my lowest point of sickness, and I opened the box of chocolates and ate every piece! Right there. Not a thought about it. hehe. The hand-painted plate is going down to the river with us next week. I will display it in the kitchen or in the pink bedroom. I haven't decided yet. And look at the beautiful ATC. Feast your eyes on the lovely vintage hat pin! Thank you Lisa! (Go give her a hug if you have the time.)

Today, Tammy sent a bunny hopping on over to Tennessee. Look at how cute she is with my little pixies! Ok Miss Tammy, think it's time to start getting springy 'round here! She is just adorable. Big ol' KY/TN hugs, my friend!

By buddy Beth sent me the sweetest Jacquie Lawson get well card. It sure did hit the spot yesterday when I felt at my worst. Thank you Bethy.
Things are puttering along with the riverhouse. We're getting closer to choosing a name. I'm thinking about waiting until we get there to make sure the name fits. I'll announce it while we're there and pick up something special from Fairhope for the lucky winner. I've ordered beds that will be delivered five days after we arrive--joy. Where is that air mattress? I have our new phone number, and I'm working on having all the utilities changed over to our name. It's a quaint little town. We have to become members of the energy coop there in order to get our electric turned on. Cute, huh. I'm making lists of all the things I "want" to take down with us this first trip. Whether or not we can "fit" it in is another story. I have to think completely on starting fresh. We even have to buy a refrigerator and washer/dryer when we get there! I don't think they even left the curtains! But you know, I never question a woman's intent on taking items from her home. I have no idea what any of those things mean to her. For instance, my washer and dryer will always come with us until the day they die. It was the last thing my father bought us as a house warming gift. Therefore, they stay with me. As sentimental as one can get to a washer/dryer, that's what they are to me. So if the lady wants to take everything, there must be a good reason for it. It's hard enough leaving a home, who needs to bicker over "items?" Not me. Never have, never will. So, therefore, we have several shopping sprees to Sears, it looks like!

Well, I thinks one of those Irish cupcakes are'a callin' me name!