I miss living in Nova Scotia.

Abby seems to want to kill stuffed things in the morning between 7am and noon.We have her baby gated off in the kitchen but her stuffed toys and beds get ripped to pieces.
Here’s todays damage: Bed #2 dead. You can click the picture to see it larger.

I go to McDonald’s today and I noticed that the deal of the day order is all screwed up. Instead of getting a Big Xtra on Monday they’re giving away a double cheeseburger.
The guy tells me it’s the double cheeseburger with lettuce and tomato. I take it to my table and find out it’s not the same double cheeseburger they used to give out. This didn’t have mustard, ketchup, or pickle – it had that mayo junk instead. It was basically a big mac without that center bun piece and no pickle or Mac sauce. Why’d they change the ketchup? It’s not even a burger anymore, it’s a double cheese sandwich.
It was a sad say when a lot of fast food burger places made the transition from selling burgers to sandwiches. I thought ‘Oh-oh, this isn’t going to be good for anybody.’
They don’t even give you ketchup packages when you get take out there anymore – you have to ask for it. What are you supposed to eat with your fries, plain with salt topping?
Dairy Queen’s the best burger place around.
I took this picture this morning of our dog ‘playing’ with her yellow stuffed squeaky duck toy. You can click the picture to see it larger.

I’m making some modifications to the TV room.
I wanted to get rid of all the speaker wire that goes around the sides of the room. I have two rear speakers and two front speakers – lots of cable. So I put in audio jacks. Click the link for a walk through.
Now look who’s home alone everyday day all week.
In other news:

The garage is going to be trouble. I think I’m starting an addiction to buying tools. It doesn’t matter that I have no current use for what I’m picking up, it’s just nice to have.
A router would be nice, I’m sure I’d make use of one. I’ve always wanted to get into woodworking. I’m tired of looking for things that I want in stores, I’m sure I could make them myself. I just need some good edging put on it all.
There’s nothing like pushing wood through a table saw.
There’s nothing like losing an arm.
The dog has been spayed today.
Abby is out of surgery and doing well. She’s resting in her kennel. She gets a bit of food tonight and a full meal tomorrow morning.
I installed a doorbell and its buttons yesterday.
I’m a regular Mr. Fixit.
Today I woke up and went to work. Just before I got to the highway I had to drive through town on a slow 50km/h street.
As I was driving through I see this black figure crossing the road. He’s stopped in the middle. I’m thinking, ‘The guy better hurry up, I’m going pretty fast.’ He’s waving at me with some stupid hand motions. I slow down and this guy’s a cop. I didn’t know what he was trying to tell me. He tells me to pull over.
He said ‘What part of pull over do you not understand?.’
I said ‘I didn’t know what you were doing.’
He shows me his gun and I was going 84 in a 50.
He gets more aggravated when I didn’t know what a registration looked like.
‘What does it look like?’ I ask.
‘Green with a black strip.’
‘This?’
‘The other green one !’
He gives me a ticket for almost $300 with 4 points lost.
He gives me two other potential tickets for an outdated insurance policy paper in my wallet, and an outdated registration form I had. I guess when I renewed my plates at a mall kiosk, I didn’t notice some other sticker that came with that to stick on my form? It was 2 years old so I must have overlooked that twice in a row. I’m thinking there was no other sticker.
I have 72 hours to comply.
I’ll have to call someone up Monday and ask how many points I have left. I just got a speeding ticket last year, so it’ll be a year before I get points back from that one.
I have to be good for another 2 years. I’ve been driving like a grandma most of the time for the last year. This sucks. I wonder what would happen if I lost my license. I live out in the country so bus or carpool is probably out of the question. I’d have to get an apartment in town or quit.