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All Aloney On My Owney

Matt left for Cali again yesterday. For some reason I felt more alone this time than I did last time. Maybe it's cuz my parents are out of town as well. They'll be back tomorrow though! Anyhow, so I won't have to deal with an uber-hyper doggie when I get home, I dropped Loki's cute little furry butt off at doggy day-care this morning. I've been watching him scamper about and hog the kiddie (doggie?) pool on the web-cam all day long. It's hilarious. It looks like he'll be fried by the end of the day and won't give me a bit of trouble when I put him to bed. He loves doggy daycare so much. He tries to force his way to the car whenever I leave for work and he whimpers (in excitement) the whole way there. It's darling. Continue reading “All Aloney On My Owney”

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Friday the 13th

I can't honestly say that I think Friday the 13th is all that unlucky or 13 at all, for that matter. My dad's dad, who died when I was in Jr. High sort of held 13 as a lucky number. I personally remember one stormy Friday the 13th in high school when I was driving home from work and I ran my car off the road. That sounds unlucky, but believe me, I had narry a scratch on me and my car was pretty much the same. All the same, I'll be minding my Ps and Qs superstition wise.

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We're Back! Again.

So as you might have guessed, we took off for a little trip. We went, where else, but to the big apple . My little sister was graduating from NYU and we had to go and hear her name called and such.

Now I was going to be all good and pre-post some stuff for you to read, but we had company right before we left (Matt's lovely Mummy) and packing and laundry an life and somehow I dunno, I just didn't get around to it.

So now I'm back and I'm working hard to catch up, but I just wanted to pop in and say hello and I didn't disappear into thin air and I'll be back when I catch my breath!

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The Dumb Luck Club

Most every morning when I hit the club early to get my workout out of the way, I see a group of 3 men I've termed “The Dumb Luck Club.” They're in their late 50s or early 60s and they all look like they're doctors. I don't know why I say that. I just get that impression. Two of them look almost alike. I call them Stan and Morty. They both have salt and pepper hair, receding sharply and moustaches. The hair that they have always looks like they just stirred it with a blender. They wear boring Tshirts and shorts, but they also have sweat-bands on their wrists and heads. Stan wears just racquetball goggles, but Morty has glasses on underneath his goggles. They both have socks up to their knees. The other member of The Dumb Luck Club I call Roger. Roger looks slightly younger than the two before and he's got a full head of hair. It's wavy. His socks go just above his ankles, but he does love the gold jewelry and he has his own, more-extensive collection of sweat bands. I've seen him do the fingerpoint, wink, and click with your mouth thing when he made a paticularly good shot. Continue reading “The Dumb Luck Club”

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Matty's Home

I was so glad to see Matt when Mom and I picked him up at the airport. I rather fell to pieces in the two weeks he was gone between my injuries and losing not just 1 credit card but 2 – on separate occasions. I was pretty much overwrought from doing everything I normally do, some of the things he normally does, and taking care of a sick dog – who, incidentally, could not go to doggy day-care to get all worn out because he was still sick. And then the weather turned foul and I couldn't even take him for a run. Needless to say, I was glad to see Matt for more than his charming personality and snuggly ways.

He has many pix from Cali and I am making him post them and talk about his new job.

Off now I am to finish up the scrap book.

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D'oh

On Sunday, after shopping with my mom all day, I stopped on the way home to get some gas. It was raining, and I was in a hurry, so when I parked and ran my credit card, not noticing that my car was too far from the pump. Annoyed, I got back in my car and moved it in range. I got my gas and went on home. Today, I realized after searching some pockets and my car, that my card is (at least for now) lost and I've got to cancel it. D'oh!!

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Bucket Head


The adventures of Loki continue. Last week we had him fixed. He was supposed to not jump or lick his stitches for 4-5 days. I got him one of those satellite dish looking collars to prevent the latter. By day 4, he had torn it to shreds by running it into a door. He was healing well tho, so I just let it go. I kept on top of him, but you can't be with them every moment, so I got a call from Doggy Daycare yesterday telling me that he was all swollen and I should call the vet. They let me bring him by and prescribed asprin (for pain) and benadryl (to make him sleep) and also, a new satellite dish collar. I didn't want to buy one though, since the first one was $20 and BROKE. But my mom had the solution. When she and my dad had their samoyed, she broke her leg and they had to prevent her from licking her stitches, so they cut the bottom out of a bucket and punched holes in it and laced it into her collar. So that's what I did for Loki. About 15 minutes and $1.99 for the bucket and he cannot get to that area if his life depended on it.

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To Sorry:

To Sorry, the sorry person that left me a rude comment on my Friday's blog. If you look at both of our wedding pages you will notice that I was married on 17 August 2002. LJC was married on 5 June 2004. My wedding page was online long before she ever got married, she'd probably tell you herself. So why don't you do a little research before you make accusations about anyone stealing anything. Hers is a much more popular site than mine, no doubt about it, but that doesn't mean that I stole ANYTHING from her. So chill out. The internet can police itself just fine without you. Continue reading “To Sorry:”