Happy Sunday!
Rainy and chilly out today. I wish I had worn my hoodie to the dog park. Kind of glad I didn’t do laundry yesterday and didn’t have any clean shorts for today, so I had to wear pants. I didn’t really notice how chilly it was until I sat down in the pavilion.
No surprise that only Lucy and Lily showed up.
Rain doesn’t stop us. I don’t know if that means we are stupid, or dedicated.
Yesterday was a beautiful day, but a day of many small irritations.
One tire needed air. At least the new truck tells me which one, and the sensor went out after we filled it. A number of friends didn’t make it to the park because of problems in their lives.
The grocery store messed up our order. They gave us stuff we didn’t order. I didn’t call them back and I feel guilty for it, but at the same time the woman who brought out our order was kind of rude and I didn’t feel like taking the items back.
The drive to the store sucked yesterday. I have to drive down one of the worst streets to get there, and people were out all over the place. Not looking where they were going, stepping out in front of cars. One woman almost got hit. She got out of a car, swinging the door open into traffic, walked across the street, leaving the door open. Somebody in the car closed the door and she went running back to the car as the driver was taking off. Don’t know what it was all about, but I’m surprised she didn’t land on her ass when she jumped back. The driver didn’t even stop.
But yesterday was one of those, if you pick it up, you’re going to drop it, tripping over your own feet, bumping into stuff kind of days.
My son was grumpy all day. It’s not usual for us to argue, but we sure did yesterday. He finally went to bed. Told me to get him up at 6. That wasn’t happening, he could keep his grumpy ass in bed as far as I was concerned. He finally woke at 9 and asked me why I didn’t get him up. I told him he was tired and needed the sleep, which sounds a whole lot better than damned if I wanted to put up with your grumpy assed attitude.
Maybe I’ll call the store today. They’ll probably tell me to keep the stuff.
Sad news too as I found out
Jeanne Robertson
died.
Not much going on today. I have to do some laundry.
I need to send an email to irk, and it is going to be a pita figuring out how to word it.
I have to unpack all the boxes in the living room. I unpacked enough to find the dogs’ favorite treats and my favorite protein bars.
I remembered to stop by the ATM and get cash for the Pooch Plunges.
I hope the weather warms up a bit. My dogs won’t get in the pool unless I get in and take them with me. I’m not getting in if it’s cold.
They don’t enjoy the water anyway. They do enjoy meeting up with their friends and making new ones.
Happy Birthday to FCDaughter
Glad FCD is doing well. I cannot imagine the pain though. It makes me hurt to think about it.
I hope all works out well with Polar, Taters.
Nice that you could have a good time with the grandbabies.
I miss Flytrap and Spidey
I can’t spend any time outside this year as the mosquitoes are so bad. We even had them for a bit at the dog park, and they always circle around me. I can’t sit out back at all.
Congrats on the impending Auntiehood, Nuts. I had so much fun with my nieces when they were little.
Hope you kitty is okay, Shady.
I know once I get up and get moving, I’ll feel more inspired to get stuff done.