Thanksgiving....

Ok, so I'm not American but I live in Alaska (until I manage to escape that is!!) and it has not escaped my notice that tomorrow is Thanksgiving.
I won't bore you with all the historical facts about this tradition; you can ask Google if you really want to know, but I will tell you what I am thankful for, just in case you were curious.
In no particular order:
I am thankful for my two beautiful daughters, who make me so proud and who keep my days entertaining when it is quiet in the office. We talk on facebook, complete random nonsense mostly, we go virtual shopping together, we discuss life in general, we swap photos of Chihuahuas and kittens.
I am thankful for our two little Chihuahuas, so small in size yet so huge in personality, they absolutely make my day. From keeping me warm under the covers at night, to warming my heart with their precious little faces and their funny antics. When they do things on the carpet that they are absolutely FORBIDDEN to do, but do it anyway, I am thankful for the carpet shampooer we bought in a sale two years ago.
I am thankful for Perfect Husband, who rarely annoys me and is mostly a wonderful man who does all the cooking and drives me where I want to go without complaint. (I can drive, but I refuse to in this country on account of everyone being on the wrong side of the road.) He adores most things British (including me) and makes my life here a good one. He gives in to my crazy schemes because he knows it means I owe him a crazy scheme or two of his own.
I am thankful for my job: it's a somewhat quirky little office, filled with somewhat quirky people, (and on the odd occasion their toddlers and puppies) but they let me listen to British radio on my computer, and turn a blind eye to my constant facebooking and ebaying for shiny things.
I am thankful for my health which is in general pretty good, although one never wants to tempt Fate, especially as anything remotely medical here is shockingly expensive.
And finally, I am thankful for the fact that although it often seems that Life is throwing huge amounts of crap at me on an almost daily basis, so far at least, I have managed to stay one step ahead (albeit a very tiny one).
I will be mostly sitting at the counter in the kitchen on Thanksgiving Day, Chihuahuas balanced on my lap and a glass of red in my hand, supervising Perfect Husband while he cooks us a delicious feast. Then I will clear up after, and we will watch the telly and relax, like two semi comatose caterpillars.
Friday is of course Shopping In The Sales If You Are Completely Mad And Without Regard For Your Own Safety day, and I will of course be in The Body Shop filling my basket with enough delicious smelling potions and lotions to last me until next November.
I wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving wherever you are.

Long time no hear....

Hmmm. I haven't written anything on here for an absolute age, and you know how it is; the longer you leave it, the harder it is to write something. But I will stop putting pressure on myself, I will just write.
Since I last spoke to you we have gained another rescue dog, this one is a chocolate Chihuahua who goes by the name of Jerry. He is approximately two years old and we are the fourth home he's been in, but we will be the last. He is a loveable little rogue who has charmed us completely, even grumpy Bindi plays with him on occasion.
We have also been on holiday; we met Fabulous Daughters One and Two at Phoenix airport back in July (Fabulous Daughter Number Two enquired incredulously "even the wind is hot, what's that all about?") and proceeded to drag them about for the next ten days-Fab.
We clocked up well over a thousand miles, we shopped, we ate, we drank, we explored, we swam, we baked in the heat, we appreciated the air conditioning in the hire car. We shopped more, we hand fed giraffes at the zoo, we toured caves, canyons and dinosaur footprints. We took in the old cowboy town of Tombstone, the fabulous red rocks of Sedona, and the wonderous formations of Antelope Canyon, not to mention the Grand Canyon. In short, we had an amazing time.
Then back to reality sadly, but Perfect Husband and I are planning to move to Arizona as soon as we can, and Fabulous Daughters One and Two can visit as often as they like.
Meanwhile I have spotted another small dog at the rescue place....it's terribly dangerous to go and look into the face of a small dog who has been dumped at the grand old age of one year old.....how can life be so cruel to them, when all they want is a loving home? I may become Mad Chihuahua Lady and talk perfect Husband into us having another small furry doglet in the bed....we shall see. Meanwhile here are the two we currently have.....