Road Trippin'

I flew down to SA for my sister's wedding decoration making party and had a good time.
But as it got closer and closer to the time that I had to go to the airport, my dad and brother, my designated drivers, were nowhere to be found.
It got to the point where I was about to take a taxi but I'm sure I would have been late by then too. Ya see, San Antonio has a lot of construction in the airport area right now. Naturally, I was getting closer and closer to an anxiety attack.
My dad and brother show up 25 minutes before the plane takes off and we haul arse to see if we can get to the airport. There was lots of bickering in the car because I was going to miss my flight and no matter what, I'd need to get a rental car to get back. I had a dog that'd been sitting in his kennel since 5am that wouldn't appreciate it one bit if took the first flight the next morning.
Well...I missed the flight. We got to the airport late. or should I say NEAR the airport.
So my dad takes all the blame and then says. "I'll pay for your rental car." Then he pauses and says "Ya know, I'll drive you up to Dallas." He asks my brother if he has plans and then we call my mother and we continue on to IH35 and head up here.
Very spontaeous!
So the dog was happy and I got a little bonding time with the men of the family, which is always fun. Plus, instead of driving the whole way, I talked my dad into stopping at an IHOP. But, like days gone by, he wouldn't stop for breaks otherwise, so I was coughing in the car because I had no water. He kept saying that he would give me cough drops, but he forgot them. (-=Thank goodness because I've been spitting those things out since kindergarten!=-) All I needed was water.
My dad said he'd rather drive the 5 hours to Dallas than get home and be yelled at by my mother. It was all so funny that no one got in trouble. (except my brother for not answering his cell phone all day)
Happy Monday.

Weird week

I have a day-trip planned to go to San Antonio for a wedding decoration making party for my sister. Her wedding date is coming up quick!
I Love living down the street from the IKEA! I finally got some furniture that I've been eyeing. Now the issue is getting the dang things out of my Jeep and up 3 flights of stairs to my apartment! They weigh a ton! I think I'm going to open the packet in the car and take things up piece by piece.
I'm finally getting settled though.
So is Max. We have our routine down now. Although this morning, in the rain, I was really hating taking him for a walk. I wish he were like other dogs and would step out, do his thing and turn around because of the rain. But NOOOOO, he's totally okay with the rain! So I'm trudging through the rain at 6am, cursing that I didn't wear long sleeves (or a bra for that matter!)
The good thing is that I brought him upstairs, wrangled him into the bathroom and he let me blow dry his coat, he didn't even do the "shake" when we walked in. -=Pining for a house with a yard so I don't have to take him for walks anymore!=-

Busy Weekend!

busy weekend. Artscape at the Dallas Arboretum, Addison Oktoberfest, Plano Balloon Festival.

Found these really good ones in Ft Worth:

The Queer Queens of Qomedy - Scott Theater in Ft Worth. www.queerqueensofqomedy.com <--can't get their site up, but they do have a MySpace Page.

Bike/Spoke/Love - 7:30 pm- Sanders Theatre $3/ $10 admission
(depending on your mode of transportation to get there!)Written and directed by Tammy Gomez, award-winning poet and performer.Produced by Sound Culture “a bicycle love story with onstage bicycling, music, and video.” For more info: www.bikespokelove.com
One night only!!! Don’t miss it!!!
(note: arrive early, the Jazz Fest will be happening in that same area)

So don't sit around bored this weekend. No excuses!

I was making a giftcard purchase while testing today and I had to include a note... for testing purposes, of course.
Ya know, like when you buy a giftcard as a present for someone you can include a note to tell them Congratulations or Happy Birthday.
So here I was, "buying" a $300 Southwest Airlines Giftcard in our Testing area and I was inspired to write a poem to my Mom.
Here it is:

To: Mom
From: Yer Kid

I think you're nicer than rice and keener than beans
and You'll always be sweeter than honey.
So don't give up on me cuz that just won't be funny.

There is an inside joke with my brother that came about when he was in kindergarten and all the kids had to say something nice about the other kids. Each kid got a package of nice things said about them. A little girl gave him this compliment: "Bob is nice, he likes rice."
The joke gets revived every few years in the form of ads for Chinese restaurants and weird things, like an electronics store whose owner is named Bob, dunno why they had to tell us his particular food preference, but if it brings 'em in the door, go for it!

I felt inspired with that poem. Feel free to use the verse (or variations) in a note to your own mother. =)

Pit Bull vs Possum

Well, I love this place, so far.
I'm not breathing heavy for as long as I was a few weeks ago after climbing up to the third floor.
Getting the boxes out of the way is helping me see the space that everyone but me seems to be impressed with.
I do like hiding all my laundry in the gigantor laundry room, as well as other crap that I might need to hide in the future when guests come.
Max is making a lot of friends. He LOVES the dog run that they have. He and Gracie, his Pit Bull buddy, have a fun time.
Okay, so speaking of Pit Bulls...
There are like 5 of them at this complex. I was expecting big dogs simply because my last place didn't allow big dogs and that's how we ended up here. Big dogs are kinda new to Max, but he's getting used to them.
So, yesterday, we were at the dog run, it was Gracie, Max and Dauber (a Min-Pin). Gracie, usually a good runner, just wouldn't leave the thicket of grass, she was staring at something. So, me, I went in to have a look. Max dropped his toy in the thicket before and was a wimp about getting it out. Then I saw something moving. At first I thought it might be a little bunny rabbit, as I've seen them around, or maybe a cat that's just stuck in the high grass. Nope, it was a medium sized (let's be honest, his teeth were HUGE!) possum p'ssed off that he got stuck in the grass when these silly dogs showed up.
Nate, Dauber's daddy, gets in there to see if he can shoo him out. Max, in the mean time is running between me and Gracie, I think it was his way of tattling. He's a Herder, not a fighter. (lol)
Next thing you know, Nate goes "Whooa! Go for it Gracie!" As he shooed the possum out of the brush, Gracie grabbed it by the neck and killed it. We think.
We all just said..."ooooooh" and then "Gross"... and then "Holy Sh*t"... and then "She KILLED it??With her jaws?!" Nate did a snapping motion with his hands, "Just like that-- Whoom!"
Yucky! Well, Gracie's mom calls her over and poor little dog would've had her tail between her legs if her little stubby tail were long enough. She knew she did bad. She didn't have blood on her jaws or anything, and the possum might've been playing dead, but it was mind-blowing nonetheless! Miss Gracie exhibited some serious natural instinct!
---And Gracie's the friendly Pit!

Lefties

Heard this one and love it:

Everyone is born left-handed until they commit their first sin.

'nuf said. :)