Let's Dance

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It’s Sunday, which means that it’s time for my usual round up of weekend events. I’ve been quite sleepy today and it would appear that I’ve injured my shoulder. I have an old “war injury” resulting from playing too much soccer as a child-my shoulder hurts from time to time but, this time anyway, it’s gotten a lot worse. A few days ago, maybe like Wednesday night, I feel asleep in some really funny position and woke up with my head at about a 90 degree angle against the top of the bed. Ouch. Since then, well, it really smarts. (Of course, sitting, typing at a computer doesn’t help matters but, hey, I’ve got prints to make up so I’d rather be typing at you then just staring into space waiting for the “whoosh whoosh” sound of the printer to stop.)

In other news, I found out that there’s going to be a meet-up of sorts in October in Savannah. I love Savannah and have really wanted to go there for a while, so this may very well be my excuse. A long, early fall weekend on the Georgia coast might make for some really interesting shots. I’m seriously mulling it over.

Chase has to go to the vets for shots and also to the groomers to get shaved this week. He’s quite a fuzzy little beast and also quite knotted, since he won’t allow me to brush him on a regular basis. We’ve taken to calling him “fizzy” since he’s all frizz, what with the long curls and all.

I’ve been looking for a last name for him because, well, Charlie had one (he was Charlie Barker, who actually didn’t bark, in case you don’t recall) and, so far, the best I’ve been able to come up with is Chase Kerfluffle since, well, since he’s a hooligan. If the name and the curls fit, as it were…

Until next time…


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