Smug Marrieds: The Spaghettios Story

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For today's blog, I thought I'd replay a 17-year-old ongoing "discussion" that Blair and I have going and that popped up again this weekend. It revolves around Spaghettios. 

Blair enjoys the occasional can or two of Spaghettios. I have no problem with this. While I've outgrown the taste myself, I remember how much I loved Spaghettios with hotdogs (NOT meatballs - ick, blech!!) as a kid. What I question is the way he prepares them. 

Spaghettios are pre-cooked so all you have to do is heat them up. Which Blair does. Then he leaves them to cool on a plate on the kitchen counter until they return to room temperature. 

"If you like them cold, why not just eat them out of the can?" I ask. 

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A Letter From Blueberry

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Blueberry, the dog who sat at the Eden Humane Society for over 2 years, wrote the Animal Protection Society a letter about her new home: 

Dear APSRC members,

Thank you so much for helping me find a permanent home.  I love my new home and family.

My new mom made some pictures of me and Spazz.  One is of Spazz and me playing like we do.  I am getting the better of him.  One is of me after we play.  I am hot and panting.  One is of me being cute. And then one is of the two of us.

Spazz and I have a big lot we stay in when Mom is at work.  We have lots of toys  and things to play with and chew on.  When Mom gets home we go for a long walk and have time to play and run and chase each other.  We have our supper and we have treats before we go to bed.  We have treats before Mom leaves for work too.  I love treats.  We have so many treats we don't know which to eat first.

I am learning to sit.  I don't do it as well as Spazz yet.  But I try.  I get so excited about treats I can't be still.  I like to jump.

On the weekends, we get to be out of our lot.  We do things on the farm.  Last weekend we worked on the cow pasture fence.  I loved that.  We were in the woods.  There is so much to see and smell.  We we come in, we all lay down and take a nap under the carport.  I lay at the back door.  I want to know if Mom is going somewhere.

Our other canine family members have been good to us.  They are sort of old and don't want to run and play like we do.  But that is ok.  I am good to them.  

Thank you again for caring about me and my well being.

Love and licks,  Blueberry

Smug Marrieds: We Speak of This To No One

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Thanks to Blair Harris for giving his permission for today's post. 

Blair and I left Virginia Beach last Monday in the pre-dawn hours. Blair had to be back at work that afternoon so we needed an early start. We'd come into VA Beach on 664 off of 58, so we did the opposite going back. Got on 664 and then took the exit for 58. 

Even though it was early and no one was out, I was nervous as we drove through narrow streets in what looked like a bad neighborhood.

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