Big Doings' at Chez Nous
Tuesday, November 10, 2009 at 10:15AM 
Today is THE big day at Chez Nous. As I am typing this at 10:59AM EST in the USA, our SIL Janet and our friend, Shirley, are sitting in a Virgin Airways plane winging their way from London to Miami. We will greet them at Terminal E at six o'clock this evening. I am really excited to have two weeks of girl time with these two wonderful women.
In honor of our visitors "our girls" were groomed yesterday. Yes, before you begin to sputter, "But, but, you said Rico was a boy dog. What's the deal?" Well, technically that is correct. Anatomically, it's somewhat correct as he has some boy parts. But, we've always had girl dogs. It was always Razz and Taffy, The Girls. Everyone referred to them that way. When we got Rico, John constantly referred to him as a her. He is rather sissified, I will admit. He has no idea how to raise a leg to wee. I have finally decided that in the name of expediency, I will follow John's lead. We refer to them as "The Girls" as in, "Have you let The Girls out recently?" Rico hasn't a clue as to what he is so it works for us. Yesterday The Girls were groomed at the very best dog groomer in the world, Scott at Groomingdales. The photo is of Scott and his lovely wife Diana holding our Girls. All four of them are just beautiful, aren't they? One...Two...Three...Everyone say "Awwwwwwwwww, how cute!"
This morning I have made a Quiche Lorraine and a Salade Carrottes Rapees. It's difficult to know if they will be hungry or not. On most transatlantic flights one spends eight or nine hours doing nothing but eating and napping. I know that John and I will want dinner so the quiche and salad is a great light dinner with fabulous leftovers potential for tomorrow's lunch.
OK...off to do some more shine and polish around here...
Reader Comments (1)
two gorgeous couples, think rico looks really great. surprised you had time to write up today. i'm still trying to get crowned, now on plan z. we shall see in a couple of weeks time whether the new model fits or not. moral never fall over and crack a tooth, just break an arm.