One day left a work - very nice. I'm drinking green tea, and it really does not taste that good. I'm actually an Oolong, Prince of Wales, or Lipton gal myself, but I guess this will do.
Tonight the Mets are playing the Phillies in Philadelphia, but I could not get JR to go (most bizarre). I thought it would be a fun time to break up the short week. Oh well.
I think I am officially in a funk, and I am not sure what to do about it. I have been feeling pretty terrible this week because of my stomach, and I am hoping I start feeling normal by this weekend. If anyone has ever heard of someone surviving a GI tract transplant, please let me know. Last night, I was up literally ALL night because my stomach hurt so bad. It calmed down around 5:00 a.m., and when I woke up it was a little better. Now that I have been sitting at work I just want to die. I haven't had much of an appetite for the past three days and the pain in my left abdomen has really been incredible.
Moving on to fun things. Seamus went swimming at the dog park yesterday and had a blast = he was exhausted!!! We're going to a party this weekend where there is a HUGE yard - I know he'll have fun running around. We eat crabs and smoke cigars all night so I am looking forward to it.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Eff Day
The day has come! The week is over! Our checking account is full of money again! Schwing!!!
Anyway, it has come to my attention that we can go to Don Pablo's (a Mexican food chain...I know...ewwww...Mexican food chain...but it's really tasty and what do I care. I'm not Mexican. You reply here, "You're not Mexican?" hahahahahaha) and get a Pablorita (house margarita) for not the typical happy hour price of $5.00 (they're freaking huge), but for the incredibly generous price of $2.99. That is awesome, so we're going, considering I get out at 3:00 p.m., JR gets out at 4:00 p.m., it takes me 30 minutes to get home from Philadelphia...it is like these margaritas were MEANT to BE.
This weekend is supposed to be hot as balls in Philadelphia - feeling like 105 degrees with 100% humidity...greaaat. Nothing much planned for this weekend, which I feel is a good thing, as I have truly been exhausted for several weeks now. I know I'm not helping the situation but last weekend, and I'm sure this weekend will be really nice to relax. I just have some crappy wallpaper to finish removing from the kitchen, then on to paint.
I love Seamus. He has been so sweet lately. He smells like a foot again, though. Maybe we should take him to the dermatologist because he has been so smelly, despite baths. Do they make dog dermatologists? Did that sweater have buttons? hahahahahaha
Alright, I'm going to be mildly productive today and get some work done. I have figured out the Link thing, so you can check out hubby's blog - I've Got This Anger In Me (he's a really angry Conservative...with every right to be...our government is very spooky right now).
I EFFING LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dashboard by Modest Mouse. It is such an awesome song (you need to listen to it a few times).
Anyway, it has come to my attention that we can go to Don Pablo's (a Mexican food chain...I know...ewwww...Mexican food chain...but it's really tasty and what do I care. I'm not Mexican. You reply here, "You're not Mexican?" hahahahahaha) and get a Pablorita (house margarita) for not the typical happy hour price of $5.00 (they're freaking huge), but for the incredibly generous price of $2.99. That is awesome, so we're going, considering I get out at 3:00 p.m., JR gets out at 4:00 p.m., it takes me 30 minutes to get home from Philadelphia...it is like these margaritas were MEANT to BE.
This weekend is supposed to be hot as balls in Philadelphia - feeling like 105 degrees with 100% humidity...greaaat. Nothing much planned for this weekend, which I feel is a good thing, as I have truly been exhausted for several weeks now. I know I'm not helping the situation but last weekend, and I'm sure this weekend will be really nice to relax. I just have some crappy wallpaper to finish removing from the kitchen, then on to paint.
I love Seamus. He has been so sweet lately. He smells like a foot again, though. Maybe we should take him to the dermatologist because he has been so smelly, despite baths. Do they make dog dermatologists? Did that sweater have buttons? hahahahahaha
Alright, I'm going to be mildly productive today and get some work done. I have figured out the Link thing, so you can check out hubby's blog - I've Got This Anger In Me (he's a really angry Conservative...with every right to be...our government is very spooky right now).
I EFFING LOVE THIS SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Dashboard by Modest Mouse. It is such an awesome song (you need to listen to it a few times).
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Much better.
So, last night I went home and made myself a huge pasta dish, which made me feel much better. It has been raining in Philadelphia since Sunday, and I seriously want to cry. If the sun doesn't come out tomorrow, I don't know if I will get out of bed (let alone get to the gym...yeesh!).
Deepak thinks he broke his leg at the concert...he may have...he took us all out a few times when he fell...my back and hips are still freaking killing me.
Republica just came on the radio. Do you remember them? Baby I'm standing on the roof top, shouting out, baby I'm ready to goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Anyway, today is much busier than yesterday, which is good. Seamus has been stepping on the vent next to the back door and has somehow been getting his nail/paw stuck in the slats. This morning it happening again and we felt so awful. After we get paid (less than 24 hours, thank the Good Lord), we'll head to Home Depot to get a new covering.
Alrighty, that's all from here in beautiful Philadelphia.
Deepak thinks he broke his leg at the concert...he may have...he took us all out a few times when he fell...my back and hips are still freaking killing me.
Republica just came on the radio. Do you remember them? Baby I'm standing on the roof top, shouting out, baby I'm ready to goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Anyway, today is much busier than yesterday, which is good. Seamus has been stepping on the vent next to the back door and has somehow been getting his nail/paw stuck in the slats. This morning it happening again and we felt so awful. After we get paid (less than 24 hours, thank the Good Lord), we'll head to Home Depot to get a new covering.
Alrighty, that's all from here in beautiful Philadelphia.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
The Aftermath.
Yeah...I had an incredible time last night. But I am paying DEARLY for it today. My guts are in turmoil, not so much in the headache department, and I am downright exhausted. I have never had more fun drinking beer, drinking gin and juice (I know...I know...I don't know why either), getting soaked in the rain, being covered in mud, singing, dancing, screaming at bouncers, getting carried out of the seating section, drinking Yuengling (I must be the only person who thinks that stuff tastes like shit. Thank you, Deepak, I appreciate the big gulp, but that beer is TERRIBLE), navigating my dad through Camden, bringing a grasshopper into the shower with me...my my my.
I learned something last night. If you are going to see rock stars, you must party like a rock star. And boy did I! Anyway, I really need like, macaroni and cheese or something to land in my stomach. I had a piece of my rock-hard cinnamon raisin bread for breakfast, a turkey and cheese sandwich, and some grapes...but I really need some gooey food or something.
Wut oh - a severe weather alert just popped up in my right-hand corner...more rain and storm for Philadelphia! Yowzah!
I learned something last night. If you are going to see rock stars, you must party like a rock star. And boy did I! Anyway, I really need like, macaroni and cheese or something to land in my stomach. I had a piece of my rock-hard cinnamon raisin bread for breakfast, a turkey and cheese sandwich, and some grapes...but I really need some gooey food or something.
Wut oh - a severe weather alert just popped up in my right-hand corner...more rain and storm for Philadelphia! Yowzah!
Monday, August 20, 2007
Rock out with your...
Totally going to see Velvet Revolver and Alice in Chains tonight and I am hella stoked. Today is kind of a wash at work; no jobs to work on besides this big motherfucker that requires me to put out calls for the President of my company. Not a bad deal, actually, as I'm a little anti-social today and I don't need to be personable for any longer than, "May I connect you to Laura?"
Anyway. Weekend was sweet - relaxed, ate filet mignon, got back into black cash-wise, drank, went to a party, drank too much (I was fine there, it was the Long Island I had afterwards at a bar that put me over the top...whoops...I don't drink them too frequently, and now I know why).
Yesterday was incredible - woke up with a mild headache (see above paragraph), took a shower, cooked breakfast, drank mimosas (headache went away, thankfully), watched a movie, baked some cinnamon raisin bread, my hubby gave Seamus a bath which was effing hysterical, ate more filet mignon....it was a cold, rainy day, so it was perfect for lounging.
It is cold and rainy again today, but that is not going to dampen (ha ha!!) my mood at all - I am so excited for the show. We're pregaming and eating burgers under this awesome tent we're bringing, then it's on to ROCK.
I hope your Monday is going as beautifully as mine. Ham and cheese time!
Anyway. Weekend was sweet - relaxed, ate filet mignon, got back into black cash-wise, drank, went to a party, drank too much (I was fine there, it was the Long Island I had afterwards at a bar that put me over the top...whoops...I don't drink them too frequently, and now I know why).
Yesterday was incredible - woke up with a mild headache (see above paragraph), took a shower, cooked breakfast, drank mimosas (headache went away, thankfully), watched a movie, baked some cinnamon raisin bread, my hubby gave Seamus a bath which was effing hysterical, ate more filet mignon....it was a cold, rainy day, so it was perfect for lounging.
It is cold and rainy again today, but that is not going to dampen (ha ha!!) my mood at all - I am so excited for the show. We're pregaming and eating burgers under this awesome tent we're bringing, then it's on to ROCK.
I hope your Monday is going as beautifully as mine. Ham and cheese time!
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Monday, August 13, 2007
Light yourself on fire!
Hello. When you have a responsibility to a young, less self-sufficient animal that you purchased when he was just a little baby, isn't it IRRESPONSIBLE to purchase an even younger, less self-sufficient animal while your previous less self-sufficient animal is still in need of some MAJOR surgery to correct a hip dysfunction?
I feel it is inappropriate for one to justify the purchase of a second said animal by saying that it will be a playmate for the former animal. It is more than than inappropriate actually; it is cruel. Especially when the amount of physical exertion the former animal can do is hindered (except for swimming) by our veterinarian saying that he cannot even RUN with me. Now. Do you feel it is a great idea to get him a playmate just so he can RUN all freaking day in the backyard, just so I will have to rub his rips and give him painkillers at night?
He has playmates. He visits my father-in-law and plays with a Boxer typically once a week. He visits my mother-in-law and swims in her pool from sunup through nightfall typically once a week when he doesn't visit my father-in-law. He is loved, in excellent shape, and most importantly, he is happy. I love him, and I would do anything for him. If a $3,000+ surgery was not standing in the way of getting a dog, we'd be off to the clinic right now. But this is reality. We need to invest much money in Seamus as well as time for his rehabilitation. Is that fair to the new dog? Is it fair to Seamus, whose surgery we will undoubtedly have to delay due to incurring additional vet fees from our new investment?
This has nothing to do with "I take care of the dogs more." That may be so, but financially, we are both responsible, and I cannot look at myself in the mirror knowing that Seamus will not be getting his surgery due to incurring the additional expense of a dog who was supposed to be his playmate, but boy was our new investment surprised when they were trying to play with a cripple. That sounds like so much fun for everyone!
I feel it is inappropriate for one to justify the purchase of a second said animal by saying that it will be a playmate for the former animal. It is more than than inappropriate actually; it is cruel. Especially when the amount of physical exertion the former animal can do is hindered (except for swimming) by our veterinarian saying that he cannot even RUN with me. Now. Do you feel it is a great idea to get him a playmate just so he can RUN all freaking day in the backyard, just so I will have to rub his rips and give him painkillers at night?
He has playmates. He visits my father-in-law and plays with a Boxer typically once a week. He visits my mother-in-law and swims in her pool from sunup through nightfall typically once a week when he doesn't visit my father-in-law. He is loved, in excellent shape, and most importantly, he is happy. I love him, and I would do anything for him. If a $3,000+ surgery was not standing in the way of getting a dog, we'd be off to the clinic right now. But this is reality. We need to invest much money in Seamus as well as time for his rehabilitation. Is that fair to the new dog? Is it fair to Seamus, whose surgery we will undoubtedly have to delay due to incurring additional vet fees from our new investment?
This has nothing to do with "I take care of the dogs more." That may be so, but financially, we are both responsible, and I cannot look at myself in the mirror knowing that Seamus will not be getting his surgery due to incurring the additional expense of a dog who was supposed to be his playmate, but boy was our new investment surprised when they were trying to play with a cripple. That sounds like so much fun for everyone!
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