Boss Gets Chatty, or March 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages

I am not sure if you have noticed, but sometimes Boss takes more than one picture a day.  Sometimes she is using the camera more than she promised she would.  I do not know if this is the "extra credit points" words or actually the "obsession" word.  But if this keeps up, there will be many many MANY teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages to show you.  I am not sure if Blogger will work with this many pictures, but I will try.  I am having a competition with Blogger.  I am sure that even though I am a very simple dog, I am still smarter than Blogger.

This is where Boss would do a fist pump and yell "bring it!" but I will merely stare menacingly at the computer and click the "publish" button.

Blogger, I win this time.  Rematch next month?

March 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Boss is very sorry for the blurry words but she says they are rude and crude.  And somehow they are okay for the family to read but not you.  Apparently you have a sensitive nature.  Or Boss doesn't want you to gasp and say the "oh my!" words.  But Boss left you the partial "punch line" words so you can use your imaginations for the rest.

Boss used the blurry thing on this page too.  Boss has rules about publishing all the names of the teachers on the internets.  The rules are 1) do not do it, and 2) always follow rule number one.

 

So there you go.  Just as Boss promised, the worrying over the "cancer" word was not necessary after all.  And life continues to happen anyway.  And, as of last Saturday... all the truffles are gone.  I am sad about that.  I did not get a single one.  But Boss says it is not her fault as the mom-of-Boss said to not share them with me.  I think that woman hates me.  Good thing she is married to Mr. Larry.  All the cookies he gives me makes up for the poor behavior of mom-of-Boss.  Maybe.  I think Mr. Larry owes me now.  That was a lot of truffles to not get to eat.

And once again I will not be publishing a very long and ridiculous supply list.  I really did mean it when I suggested you just buy everything at Evalicious and get The ScrapRoom kits.  It is really much easier that way.  I promise.

A Ridiculously Long Blog Post Title, or February 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages

It seems ironical to me that the shortest month of the year has the longest blog post title for the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages that go with it.

So I will compensate for that by not writing a lot of words.  Also because I am tired and want to take a nap by the hot air that fluffles up my fur when it blows on me.  If this new cat is not already laying in my spot.  I must go check.  And then for fun I will lay right on this new cat and pretend I did not notice he was there until Boss yells at me.  And then I will get up and act all surprised but I will be grinning my big happy doggie smile and then Boss will laugh and this new cat will get up and look all irritatedness at us but we will not care too much.  Well.  Boss will care.  So I must lay down and fall asleep quick before she remembers to yell at me for laying on this new cat.

February 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages 

So I have to wake up a little bit to tell you that if you noticed that Boss was at the hospital a couple of times and then appears to be concerned about the "cancer" word... please do not mention it to the bat crazy cat.  The bat crazy cat has forgotten about her cancer/kidney harvest/zombie apocalypse theories but any mention of any of that will set that bat crazy cat off again and it will months before things get back to normal around here.  So Boss is keeping the "cancer" word on the down-low, which means she is not talking about it to anyone until she can find out for sure what is going on.  Which happens in the March month.  Which is later this week for the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages of March.

Boss says I should go ahead and tell you right now that it all ended up being okay, and that already she loves going back and reading the story of the family while everything was happening because it makes worrying about the scary "cancer" word seem like such a small thing compared to the big thing that is all the rest of us.  And that is exactly why I love Boss.  Because she makes sense like that.

And I still do not feel like publishing a very long and ridiculous supply list.  I really did mean it when I suggested you just buy everything at Evalicious and get The ScrapRoom kits.  It is really much easier that way.  I promise.

Boss Is a Big Fan of Continuity, or January 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages

Boss is talking again.  A lot.  I mean, A LOT.  She is done with the big pile of teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages and wants me to share them but she has gotten so excited about how the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages have turned into the story of the family that she just can not stop talking about how wonderful it is, BUT.

Yes, BUT.  Wonderful, BUT.  That is a comma there, people.  Do not get excited.  We are not talking about french poodles here, but we certainly could.  If I was the sort of dog that looked at french poodles, I mean.  And I am not.  Very often.  I mean, never!

Boss is saying these teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages are wonderful but there is a problem.  And somehow the problem is me?  Yes, that is correct.  I just checked my understanding of the situation and the situation is that the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages are wonderful but I am a problem because I shared them willy-nilly and now there is not a cohesive story of continuityness.  Continuityism.  Continuitisticly-like.  Stuff in order.

At this time I would like to point out that Boss contributed to the problem by working on the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages out of order.  But apparently that is the "digression" word as Boss would like me to get back on track.  And the track that I will get back on is the one where I am a hero and lazy at the same time.  Yes, that is correct.  I have solved this problem.  I have done this by doing something called "repackaging the same content in a new and different way" which may be worth listing on my resume when I am trying to get a job in the marketing business.

So even though you have already seen most of these teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages, I will pretend you have not.  But they will be special and new because they are all in order and you will get to experience what life is like around here in almost-but-not-quite-real-time-because-this-is-from-two-months-ago-already. 

January 2013 Teeny Pretty-Paper-Picture-Story Pages

 

So that is the January month around here.  If you notice, I think Boss took more pictures of soup and the weather than me.  This is a disappointmentness to me.  I will keep a close eye on this for next time.  Oh, and next time will be next week with the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages from the February month.  And then a little later with the teeny pretty-paper-picture-story pages from the March month.  Boss has a plan and she has informed me of it.  And she has pepperoni, so I am thinking that the plan is a marvelous one! 

Oh, and please do not be asking about the supply list.  It would be easier for me if you just went and signed up for a subscription to The ScrapRoom and bought everything in the Evalicious store.  Really.

I Am Not A Fool

And neither is Boss.

And she says that if someone tries to trick her she will pound them and then they will be sorry.  Boss is not a fan of this day and would like to just stay home but says there is one good and great thing - and only one good and great thing about today:  it is reveal day over at The ScrapRoom.

And for some reason Blogger has a problem with the grammar of my sentences and insists on underlining everything I write and I would pound Blogger if I could but I can not because it is entirely all electronic bits and will not solidify enough for me to vent my annoyance properly.

So I will.

Write sentence fragments and.

Tell Blogger to pound.

Sand instead.

There.  That was very satisfyingness.  I am pleased now.  And I will happily ignore the opinion of Blogger and share the wonderfulness that Boss made for you.

My Mind's Eye Unforgettable:  And Boss is also unforgettable and cute in this picture.  She looks delightfully dirty in this pretty-paper-picture-story page and I am loving the idea of rolling on her.  I wonder if Boss also smelled like a hobo.  I imagine that would be extra delightfulness. 

My Mind's Eye Unforgettable & The ScrapRoom Sketch:  I told Boss that this pretty-paper-picture-story page was wrong and did not have the brown paper all the way around the pokie-dottie paper.  And Boss said that it was just fine and called it "unexpected" and "artistic" and then I said that it was "crooked" and "unsettling" and then Boss invited me to find another family to live with.  On second thought, I think it is quite clever.

My Mind's Eye Unforgettable:  Boss used Google to find quilt patterns to make into cards.  She is a copy-cat person like that.  Boss used up all the scraps of this kit and there are no more left, not even little bits for me to taste. 

Echo Park Paper Brothers:  Boss was quite happy to see boybarian paper in orange and yellow.  The boybarians are big fans of those colors, and Boss is a big fan of the boybarians.  So Boss knew that this paper and these boybarians would be combined into a very big and wonderful pretty-paper-picture-story page.  With lots of little banner-things.  I got to eat one.  Boss let me!

Echo Park Paper Brothers:  So, when Boss says boybarians, she is really talking about three of my peoples.  Do not be alarmed by this.  Boss is used to it by now.

Echo Park Paper Brothers:  Boss continues with the theme of "copy quilt patterns from Google and call them cards".  Now she is copying herself.  Which scores double lazy points.

The ScrapRoom Project Life Kit (April):  Boss is an especially big fan of the Project Life kit that The ScrapRoom has because it is mega fun and full of coolness.  And there are nice papers and alphas and things.  But not the tacos.  You have to make those yourself.

The ScrapRoom Project Life Kit (April):  Wait a minute.  Boss had chips?