christ. what a day. seriously!
last night i got into the tequila. (see yesterday's blog) this morning i woke at 4 to witness some pbs action about cougars. it was interesting enough to hold my attention for the first hour so i stayed up to watch it while czar snored beside me. i ended up sleeping until 1030, despite hud coming in every 1/2 hr to wake me to feed her. she was pretty disturbed by the time i finally put both feet on the ground.
since it was so damned late in the day, i elected to walk the dogs at a later time in the day since it was blasted hot here. i chose to take them out to RC, about a fifteen minute drive from here. but there is a kick ass river park there and i thought the dogs would appreciate a sweet river view.
earlier in the day, i headed out for my bi-monthly trip to superstore. $243 later, i was done. as i was on maple, the damned car's dash flashed up "ABS" which means god only knows what....i shut the car off at a light and restarted it in hopes of seeing the message disappear. it did and i made it up the hill, raw chicken and all, ok. later that evening, feeling guilted into taking dumb and dumber for their walk/swim, i decided to drive out to rc...but got as far as brier park before the damned lights started showing up on the dash. and worse! the cd started skipping! how dare it! so i then pulled over, shut off the car, because in my warped brain that works, and the damned car didn't re-start, but started clicking at me like a fucking cricket.
i had to take dumbanddumber and walk them home from moduline (near goodyear) and it was about an hour of walking through the freakin' desert. i was dying before we even hit the leisure centre. i stopped off at the swamp long enough for the dogs to get their freak on and for hud to piss in the lake and then continued on home to call the tow truck. the damned guy on the other end of the phone told me that he would be an hour, and NO , he would not pick me up at the house to drive me back to the car. i had to take a TAXI to the car...because there was NO WAY IN HELL that i'd walk that way back again. finally got there, waited 1/2hr for the tow truck.
he got there, but oddly enough~ and i love small towns for this~ ch's manager and friends were happening to drive by and STOPPED to help me out!!! how is that for luck? so they waited while the dude filled out paperwork and called me "mrs mellman" and then took me to the pub down the street and helped me get my freak on. how did they know???
god, i love small towns!!
ps., phoned my husband so that he didn't have to hear of my demise via his friends tomorrow and could hear the princess' monotone in the background. i'm sure her head was spinning on its axis when i called and she was pissed...back atcha bitch.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
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christ. what a day. seriously!
last night i got into the tequila. (see yesterday's blog) this morning i woke at 4 to witness some pbs action about cougars. it was interesting enough to hold my attention for the first hour so i stayed up to watch it while czar snored beside me. i ended up sleeping until 1030, despite hud coming in every 1/2 hr to wake me to feed her. she was pretty disturbed by the time i finally put both feet on the ground.
since it was so damned late in the day, i elected to walk the dogs at a later time in the day since it was blasted hot here. i chose to take them out to RC, about a fifteen minute drive from here. but there is a kick ass river park there and i thought the dogs would appreciate a sweet river view.
earlier in the day, i headed out for my bi-monthly trip to superstore. $243 later, i was done. as i was on maple, the damned car's dash flashed up "ABS" which means god only knows what....i shut the car off at a light and restarted it in hopes of seeing the message disappear. it did and i made it up the hill, raw chicken and all, ok. later that evening, feeling guilted into taking dumb and dumber for their walk/swim, i decided to drive out to rc...but got as far as brier park before the damned lights started showing up on the dash. and worse! the cd started skipping! how dare it! so i then pulled over, shut off the car, because in my warped brain that works, and the damned car didn't re-start, but started clicking at me like a fucking cricket.
i had to take dumbanddumber and walk them home from moduline (near goodyear) and it was about an hour of walking through the freakin' desert. i was dying before we even hit the leisure centre. i stopped off at the swamp long enough for the dogs to get their freak on and for hud to piss in the lake and then continued on home to call the tow truck. the damned guy on the other end of the phone told me that he would be an hour, and NO , he would not pick me up at the house to drive me back to the car. i had to take a TAXI to the car...because there was NO WAY IN HELL that i'd walk that way back again. finally got there, waited 1/2hr for the tow truck.
he got there, but oddly enough~ and i love small towns for this~ ch's manager and friends were happening to drive by and STOPPED to help me out!!! how is that for luck? so they waited while the dude filled out paperwork and called me "mrs mellman" and then took me to the pub down the street and helped me get my freak on. how did they know???
god, i love small towns!!
ps., phoned my husband so that he didn't have to hear of my demise via his friends tomorrow and could hear the princess' monotone in the background. i'm sure her head was spinning on its axis when i called and she was pissed...back atcha bitch.
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