SHEEESSSHHH!!!!!

 Weird day yesterday weather-wise.  It was a cool morning outside, so I turned on the fan, hoping to suck some nice cool weather inside.  Wasn't I surprised when I walked out to the patio to discover I was being hit with raindrops.  It IS June, right?  It stayed warm, overcast and muggy all day long ... feeling like I was in the south.

First things first ... I checked out the critter cam.  It's looking at the entire back corral, so it's rather hard to spot the creature slinking along the back fence.  My fox buddies are still hanging around, but you have to look very closely.  Tonight I'll set the camera up further towards the fence.  It's a challenge to see if I can capture them on video.

Quite early however, I was off to the Fizz Brunch at the Elks Lodge.  I never knew what a fizz was and when I found out what was in them, I didn't want one.  Apparently, they are all the rage.  The last time we did this, someone was running for something and we had a huge crowd.  This time there were maybe 150 people.

So these things are made with a vodka mix prepared in advance, kind of like vodka lemonade.  That goes in up to the first line.  Add half and half to the next line and ice to the very top.  Yucky-poo!!  Not my cup of tea.  Blend until it's a white frothy mess overfilling the blender, then pour into these pitchers.  The towels were my idea when I found out the pitchers dripped all over everyone, including me.

 Here's how it went ... the door opened at 9:30 because someone sent out the invitation with the wrong time ... it should have been 10:00.  Who drinks at 9:30 in the morning?  They guzzle down the fizzes until 11:00 when brunch is served.  YIKES!!!

I was happy I wasn't on the Chef list this time.  They did things a little differently, including overcooking many of the large pans.  Overcooking as in they turned black.  There's nothing like black egg casserole.  Me thinks the Chef had too many fizzes.  It's not easy keeping track of all those pans in the ovens.

After helping clean up the mess, I headed back home for some R & R.  As you can tell, Cooper got a new ball.  His tongue is hanging out because I've already thrown it 85 times.  

When I refuse to throw it any more, THIS happens.  At least he can entertain himself.  Suddenly, he was at the door barking like crazy.  That means someone is in my yard.  

You're not going to believe this ... my not-so-nice neighbors that I've had trouble with for many years, have been walking their dog on MY lawn instead of theirs.  I mean really, would YOU do that??  They have a lawn ... why not walk their dog on THEIR lawn??

I watched her run across in front of my door and head back to her house, so I checked my front walk.  Yessirree she let her dog pee on my FRONT PORCH!!  Are you kidding me?  I always try my best to be the good neighbor and not complain, but this was the last straw.

I walked over, knocked on the door and asked her nicely NOT to let her dog do that.  She lied saying she didn't know he did it.  I hate being the bad neighbor, but HOW RUDE!!!  Hopefully it doesn't happen again.  In the meantime, Cooper may just need to walk on THEIR front lawn from now on!!  Sheeessshh!  That was my Grandma's favorite saying ... sheeessshhh!!!  Similar I think to my "good grief"!!

And so another day ended while I watched the Elks Rodeo in Santa Maria, one of the biggest in California.  They also have the best steak and tri-tip barbecue around.  Speaking of barbecue, one strip of those ribs is going in the smoker this morning!!