Sunday, September 6, 2009

Katie quote of the Labor Day weekend

Below is an excerpt from an email Katie forwarded to me entitled, "Thoughts of the day". The author is unknown and the entire list is hilarious. But what I am writing about is Katie's response after reading this particular thought of the day.
"7. The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again."
Katie's response, "I don't understand, what's 'tgard' mean?"
Once again...I peed.
I love you Katie!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

"you've got a thin candy shell..."

Fun things from Katie on medication:

1. Last night I beat her at scarabbles.
2. She drools on herself now when she falls asleep.
(inside joke, you can probably figure it out)
3. While she's out cold I can play games as long as I want.
4. There's more wine for me.
5. Chet loves to snuggle with her.
('s a secret)
6. (and this is the best one to date.)
While at the grociery store the other night our total was $5.42. I had a five and Katie said, "I've got some change!" So she grabbed her coin purse from 1st grade and took out two quarters, "50!". Then she took out two nickles, "40!". Then two pennies, "two!"...and then I pee'd.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Stomach Issues

So...last night we were all hanging out in the bedroom watchin some TV and playing Mafia Wars when this horrible smell came drifting across the bed. We knew immediately what it was but didn't know who out of the three dogs was to blame. So we had to interrogate each of them. I knew Chet was the most likely choice so I thought I would start with him but as I leaned over the side of the bed I noticed Gracie licking and sniffing her butt... this caused me to take a pause. The whore did it!!!! I got out of bed to beat her and as I made me way, the bitch, confirmed my suspicions by sniffing and licking the whore's butt as well. "What is going on!!", cried Katie. "I don't know, their out of control!", I snapped back feeling as though I was being blamed for tonight's events. It was at that moment we heard a noise which sounded like someone was ripping a pair of jeans and it was a sound that only one of the dogs makes. It's a known fact that Boston Terriers have an extra amount of GI issues and it's a trait that can't be stopped. I was to the point where I just wanted to get back in bed and try to block the aroma's by pulling my t-shirt over my nose, we all know how well that works yet I do it every time. It was at that moment I heard I sound come from Katie's stomach that sounded like a little man with a deep voice saying, "help me". I knew he was little cause he was in her belly and his voice was muffled because...well...he was in her belly. It's called deductive reasoning. Forgetting about the team of Bitch-N-Whore, we started to giggle. Then I tried mimicking the sound and we laughed uncontrollably for about three minutes then five minutes more. It was a nice bowl of double fudge fun that night in the Jeter's bedroom. But the cherry was missing. So I went over and kicked Nala and I laughed some more...all was right.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Meet the Players

"Boss Man"

This guy is a stud and there is no match for his whit or physical stature. He would sooner spit Beech-Nut in your eye and watch you squirm than let you breathe his air. He's also the creator of this blog and can't spell very well.

"Bad Ass"

Scratch the eyes right out of your head...right out!! This girl is a turn and walk the other way hazard to your health. Boss Man's main squeeze and only squeeze cause he's afraid.


She gets her way by using her sluttiness. Don't let the looks the devil gave her fool you, she's a terror and will chew you up and spit you out! Just like the last four beds we bought for her.


Don't let the name fool you. This guy is 30 pounds of gas and attitude. Get in his way and he'll lick the skin right off your ankle. He gets his name cause at night he longs to snuggle under a blanket in your lap and when he doesn't get to he whines.

"Strait Jacket"

PSYCHO!! We admitted her into a psych-ward for dogs but she escaped by scratching a whole through the walls. Much like the back door and the door to our laundry room. This is the only picture of Strait Jacket because she can't sit still long enough to take more.

These are the players that make up our part of the Jeter Family. The other parts are an entire other post or more. Check back for more stories and pictures later.