SATURDAY, AUGUST 25

I have a number of things to post but have been busy with life.  (Yuck, a skunk just hit my carport – pew!  It smells like my whole condo is doing down!)  This weekend is the annual antique show here in Ruidoso.  My mother and I spent 4 hours there this afternoon!  I told her she needs to go to confession after all the stuff she purchased.  I did not do as bad, but didn’t exactly practice moderation.  I spent liberally.  But, I was quite conservative when dealing with prices.  

Geez the odor is getting worse!

I wonder where it sprayed?  Fortunately all the doors and windows are closed so it can only do so much damage.   I think it is outside my dining room balcony.

My philosophy of antiquing is “Don’t Insult My Intelligence!”  Some dork wanted a minimum of $75 for cabinet photographs that aren’t worth over $5.00.  I ought to know.  I’ve been buying them like a vacuum cleaner.  My mother managed to get herself into a classic tug of war over a beautiful Victorian sterling bowl.  This gay couple wanted it.  They went to get someone to look at it.  She grabbed the bowl, and talked the vendor into dropping the price by something like 66%!  When the guys came back for the bowl, she was paying for it.  They were not amused.  Evidently the vendor had ‘something’.  There was one woman on the phone to Dallas calling antique dealers there to see if someone wanted the pitcher.  The sterling came out of Europe.

Last night Rumsfeld kept me up until 5:30AM!  First we had thunder-storms until 3:30.  There’s no use even bothering to go to bed. Rums keeps barking at them, all night.  The cats ignore him.

My eyes could be burning over this skunk smell.

It just dawned on me if the little critter sprayed by that corner, it will be seeping into my bedroom.  It will also be in the guest room, so forget sleeping there tonight.  I may end up on the sofa in the living room if this continues.

Getting back to my child.  After the storm I finally get into bed.  He takes some chewy bone down to bed, and chews and slurps on it until 5:30 when he dives over by me and begins to snuggle.  

It’s really smelling bad.  I quit!

Don't forget today's postings about:
The little liberal military coup (what a contradiction in terms)
Hillary and terror