I'm moving to a place where there are NO dogs!

Well, I swear that my frustration level is going off the scale. I think my head will blow off in a minute! BOOOOOOM!

I finally got all the passport papers done and went up to Dr. K's to get them countersigned. I got large hugs from Sharon and her large bazooms! After checking and counter checking, I finally put them in the post at 9:00 this morning. Now, if they come back because there is an error or I haven't signed something properly - then they will all go in the bloody rubbish and I shall never go to England again. But I felt good that I had got as far as I had!

My next large project - THE DREADED INCOME TAX - is giving me heartburn and a large degree of flatulence - Brrrrrrrrrrrr! Oh excuse me! I have an appointment with the tax lady on Monday but I have not been able to access the 1099s from Smith Barney. They were supposed to be here this week. I called their number today - they have a 24 hour hot line- and asked what the fiddly diddle was going on. The nice young weak wristed, namby- pamby momma's boy said they were mailed out yesterday and will be here sometime next week! Great! I have had to change my tax lady appointment and buy another 12 pack of Bud!

I went to Applebees for some more bleedin soup and a beer for lunch. I met a lovely couple - about 50ish who had just returned from a 6 year stint in England. They are originally from New Hampshire. He works for the Avery Scale maker and they spent their time in - OK - I'll give you 3 guesses! Yep - Brum. They loved it and didn't want to come back.

Do you remember the chap who lived in the house at the back of ours? I can never remember his name - anyway, they have moved out and and have rented the house out. The new people have been moving in this weekend and have bought with them 2 BIG dogs that have not stopped barking since 10:00 this morning. So, I now have a yapping Jack Russell on one side - a growling pit bull on the other and two large god-knows-what behind me. I can't wait to sell this place and get the hell away from all the agro! to an island with no dogs!

Do you remember when we went to Temecula and had lunch at the golf club - Angela will remember too. I enjoy it so much down there. As I go through my photos, I miss you and I cry.

Love always xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx