Weekend Getaway

We left the snow in Western Maryland last weekend and ended up  HERE for business meetings and Continuing Education classes with Siemens.

We learned a little.  Got some needed CEU's.  

And had some fun....

This is not the guy I went with!  It's a good thing Brian, our Siemens sales rep, is just as crazy as Bubba Gary.

And we all know how competitive men are.  Gary met his match with Brian.  Yes, Brian won the ping pong 'tournament'...  and Gary won first prize for his list of excuses as to why he didn't win.

And so...  they went on to a game Gary was once upon a time really good at.  Pool.

 Brian won again.  And Gary's excuse:  his (now needed) prescription glasses got in the way.

Good food.  Good times.  Good friends.

And speaking of friends...  on our way out, a few stopped to bid us goodbye:

Gracie, how was your weekend with Justin?

Huh!  Justin!  Well, well, well...  you left Justin here to take care of me me here to take care of Justin all weekend.  Here it was:
Gracie, you gotta go potty?  I said NO.  He said, c'mon Gracie...  you have to go potty.  I said JUSTIN I DON'T HAVE TO GO POTTY!  Then I heard him tell mom on the phone that I tried to bite him.  Seriously. I did not try to bite him!   He tried to force me off the couch and I was right in the middle of a dream about Samson, our wedding, and beef jerkey treats...  and so I quickly reminded him (without even showing my teeth) that I DID NOT HAVE TO GO POTTY!  
So, that's how it went.  And boy, mom and dad... I am sure glad you are home.  You understand me.

GO AWAY!

Dear Winter,

I don't mean to be rude, or hurt your feelings at all but you know you are not my favorite.  

I tolerate you.  I try to pretend like I care while deep inside, I am wishing that you would disappear.  

You're beautiful enough.  But you create a lot of work.  You are cold and heartless at times.  Seriously, what do you bring into this relationship?   

You have been vengeful this year.  

Every day you cover us with more and more white stuff.

Why!!  

You are slowing business.

Cabin fever is setting in.

You array yourself in beautiful white fluff....

But your heart is icy cold.  Your beauty fades and leaves dirty snow, icy sidewalks and a chill that goes to the bone.  

So winter, because of your failure to please...  I ask that you move on along now....   

And make room for spring.  She's always been my favorite.

Gracie, are you okay?

Let's see.  There's no place to pee.  I haven't been for a walk in 5,000 years.  Just going to the mailbox with Dad and I get that stuff you call salt on my feet and then I lick 'n bite my feet while you make me nervous hollering at me to stop because I'll cause my feet to bleed,  you are no fun, dad is no fun, there's no place to go and no way to get there.  I get up in the morning, do my pee in the cold wet white stuff, come back inside, eat my cookie, then go back to bed.  Does it sound like I'm okay?

From Gracie on VALENTINES DAY