Doggy Breath 0
Today has just been a gawd awful, random day. I woke up whiter than white. Yes, I said white. My tan is completely gone and I am not happy about it. So back to the tanning beds I go, “Hey Melanoma!”
Okay, that’s not funny and to be fair, I tan in moderation, so I feel like that’s safer. Plus, I take good care of my skin. Did you know your skin is the biggest organ of your body. Yes, it’s considered an organ. I think? I may have, again, made that up, but I don’t think I did! I swear I heard that once.
Well, that was a random and fun fact of the day.
Diva and I went to the vet the other day and miss smelly breath apparently has the beginning of gingivitis. Great. All I heard was CHA CHING. No, my babies health did not cross my mind, simply CHA CHING did. I’m kidding (kinda). Seriously, $500 for a dental cleaning for a dog and that’s not including any teeth that have to be pulled.
I kind of rolled over and died. Well, I wish I did anyway.
I already guessed that Diva had gingivitis ’cause that bitch (she’s not spayed yet!) has some bad breath. Oh, and then there’s spaying. Oh lord. Can you tell I’m stressing about bills?
Today is the long weekend and my parentals want Jon and I up at the cottage to do some work so that’s what we’ll be doing. I fully intend to work on this white tan of mine. They fully intend to make me work hard. I fully intend to ignore that request of theres.
Shhhh! Don’t tell them.
I’m off to bed now. What an awful “what’s for my Wednesday” post, eh? You want to know what’s for my Wednesday? Bills. Bills. Bills.
Pay mah bills, pay mahh bills.
Hey! At least you can look good from my latest video.
Toodles xo




Then, I thought that I would only show a little bit of tummy if my jeans weren’t too tight because no one likes some muffin top, right? I then made jokes that I do, indeed, have an hour glass figure… times 2 – one on top of another.













