Don’t Get Me Started… – Page 4

Puppy Training, Skip Day & Birthday Peace & Quiet

No, you’re not seeing double. No, I didn’t post the same thing twice. No, I’m not mad… okay, I’ll rescind that statement… I’m a little mad, and a little frustrated, and a bit pissed off to be fair.

Puppy Training, Skip Day & Birthday Peace And Quiet

He didn’t have a Satnav back then and couldn’t get Google Maps on his phone, so had written down the road names and numbers. Don’t for a second think it was a sweet, romantic gesture. This is Bear.

Blocked

Whether he blocked me because I went off about his offensive opinions… again, or whether it was because he suddenly found out I was bi-sexual, and thus an abomination to God, the Universe and him personally, I don’t know. I don’t care.

White Privilege

I’ve watched a few of the recent videos of police brutality resulting in the death of an innocent black person, but with an attitude of ‘well, what can you expect from America, it’s a festering hole in the ground,’ and then carried on with my day.

A Growing Boy, A Residency Permit & Pineapple Salsa

I found this awesome recipe for pineapple salsa to go with the bean burgers I’m making for dinner tonight. I highly recommend it, it’s bloody awesome. Of course I didn’t follow the recipe completely, I never do.

Dealings With My Ex, Mutual Friends & The New Bed

Honestly, he thought he could pay a semi-professional photographer £200 for his wedding photos just because she was ex-family. She made her excuses and he had to find a photographer who gave him exactly what he paid for.

Bear, Drax & My Fucked-Up Arm

Drax, is very much like his human Daddy, in that he doesn’t bother to think things through before doing them. Yesterday evening he decided his dinner time was at 6.30pm, when in fact it’s at 8pm.

#1 Son, Online Shopping & English Food In England

Last night #1 son called just as Bear was deciding whether he needed an extra few minutes to finish whatever was so important he had to still be doing it at 9pm.

Barking At Nothing, Teaching A Young Dog New Tricks & Chronic Pain

The breeze moves the leaves on the wisteria above the window, he barks… a magpie lands on the opposite neighbour’s front steps, he barks… a bug walks across the front path, so tiny I can barely see it, he barks… any movement of any sort by anything and he barks at it.