A Walk with the Dog

Gracie loves kitties.  No matter what, she always whines and wants to go after them, tail wagging, looking for a little sniff and some affection.  The following poem is what it is like to take a walk with my dog. 

 

“Whine!”

“Graaaacie…”

“Whimper, whimper…”

“Leave IT!”

“But, mama…”

“Gracie, it’s a kitty!”

“it’s so pretty.”

“You have one at home.”

“But, not my own!”

“Gracie, let’s go!”

“Whine”

“Gracie!”

“Whimper, whimper…”

“Leave IT!”

Until tomorrow.

First Time

First of all, I want to apologize for not posting yesterday.  My neck and shoulder were very sore from moving on Wednesday and I couldn't bring myself to try and type.

I just blew up a blue peep in the microwave.  Somehow I think almost everyone reading this has done that at some point in their lives.  This was my first time.  It was awesome.  I tried to record it using Ben's phone, but his microwave has a black door, so you can't really see the peep blowing up.   Still, when Ben and I watched the video afterwards, it was hilarious.  Ben is trying to upload it to FB or YouTube.  It probably won't be nearly as fun to other people as it was to he and I.   If he ever gets it up there, I'll make sure to share it on my page so you all can check it out.

Until tomorrow!

Starving Students

The guys from Starving Students arrived this morning around 9.  I asked them to be there at 9:30, since I was coming from York, but it was okay that they were early.   They patiently waited until I got there at 9:20.  They had finished loading everything and we were on our way to York by noon.  Arrived in York around 1ish and they were on their way by 3.  Total cost with tip - $650.  Average quote I received from other movers - $1400.  Starving Students knocked it out of the park. 

Tonight

Okay, I am way too tired to put forth the effort needed to write a decent blog tonight.  Was up late last night finishing Dr. Who Season 5.  Woke up around 8:30 this morning and DID NOT go back to bed after Ben went to work.  Packed, packed, and packed (wasn't I doing that around this time last month too???).  Loaded some of the more fragile stuff in my car and headed to York with the pups at 8:30.  Forty minutes later and I started unloading the fragile stuff from my car much to the chagrin of the neighbors that had to deal with Frazier and his barking spell.  He has those "barking spells" a lot.  Especially when someone decides to leave his sight.  Which is slightly ironic, since he is blind.  Am trying to get all of my stuff that is still in the living room of the York apartment to its appropriate places in the house so the movers can bring stuff in tomorrow.  Have to stay up until at least 1 tonight so I can give Frazier his shot around then.  That way I won't have to worry about giving him his morning (1st shot of the day) shot until around 1 pm.  The movers are starting at 10 so they should be ready to drive by 12, I'd say.  Even if it means I have to help them.  Which I wasn't planning on doing cause my dogs (the feet kind) are tired, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.  I'll have to leave here no later than 8:15 to make sure I am back in Cockeysville by the time the movers show up at/around 9:30.  It's going to be a LONG day tomorrow, but hopefully it will all be over by 5.  So, not much of a post, but with the move happening tomorrow and my days being devoted to unpacking instead of packing, I'll hopefully have more time and energy to blog in earnest starting on Thursday.

Until tomorrow!

Another pet peeve

I have another pet peeve to discuss with you all.  If you have a child that is under the age of say, seven, you should not allow them to cross the street by themselves.  I might be okay with it if you walk them to the crosswalk and there is a crossing guard there.  Otherwise, you should be holding their hand.  What brings this on is that today, while leaving RiteAid, I saw a little girl, who was maybe 3, run across the street from her car.  Now, her father was carrying her little brother and her older sister was walking next to him.  Dad was talking on his cell phone and the little one just decided she had to cross the street.  It might have been okay if the father had hollered at the little girl or run after her.  He didn't.  He just nonchalantly crossed the road.  Then, the little girl ran into RiteAid and her dad and older sister started walking towards Food Lion.  At least the older sister went after the little girl.  Her dad didn't even seem to care.  What the hell?  I stood there and watched as she ran across the street to make sure there weren't any cars coming.  Can you imagine if some person, distracted by their cell phone or even their own kids, were to have hit that precious little baby?  I just don't understand how someone that has been blessed enough to have kids can just not care.  I realize sometimes people get distracted.  Accidents happen.  But, blatantly ignoring your kids is just plain wrong.

My biggest pet peeve - in verse

So you smoke,

Whatever.

It’s a free country, right?

You’re in your car

tooling down the road,

inhaling; blowing smoke out your nose.

Down comes the window

and your butt comes flying out.

Sparks sparking,

ashes ashing.

So, it’s your right to smoke.

I’ll grant you that.

But, it’s my right

to not have to worry that the trees next to the road

are going to go up in flames.

It’s my right to think that someday my children

will be able to breathe fresh air.

It's my right to wonder why someone,

who doesn't care that their lungs are covered in soot,

is so concerned that their car will have a cigarette butt in it,

that they have to throw their butt out the window

and litter my streets.

It's your right to smoke.

It's my right to care.

I absolutely hate litter.  I especially, absolutely hate people that are selfish and careless enough to throw cigarette butts out their windows.  How hard it is to use the ashtray that comes in most cars. And, if perchance your car doesn't come equipped with some fancy, schmancy ashtray, I know damn well that there are plastic ashtrays you can buy at Walmart to put in your fancy schmancy car so you DON'T have to throw your freaking lit cigarettes out the window.   Please people - Protect the Earth.  It's the only planet we've got.

Until tomorrow.

Today

This is what I did today.  Went to bed at 4 am.  Woke up at 11:30.  Laid around on the couch playing video games.  Tried watching Hulu Plus on the PS3, but that failed miserably.  It works fine on the PC.  It's a little irritating and makes me want to just stick with Netflix.  However, Hulu Plus does allow me to watch House the day after it airs on TV AND BBC America is available.  Do you know what that means?  BBC America starts showing the next season of Dr. Who at the end of this month.  Dr. Who!!!!!  My favorite show of all time.  It might be irritating that the only way I can watch it is by streaming on my PC, but I'm okay with that if it means I can watch Dr. Who AS IT AIRS instead of after the season is over and it comes, one disc at a time, on Netflix.  For that reason, I am excited about Hulu Plus.  After trying, and failing, to watch Hulu Plus, I laid around and started reading Mockingjay, the third installment in the Hunger Games trilogy.  I started the first book of the trilogy on Thursday, finished reading it and immediately bought the second book in the series.  The books are THAT good.  I'd have finished the third book by now, but after staying up until 4 in the morning 2 nights in a row, I decided I had to take a break and get some sleep.  I'd probably be almost finished with it right now, but Ben decided to start an episode of Reaper.  Reaper is a GREAT show.  Not sure if you've ever seen it or not.  If not, check it out.  I promise you'll like it.

Until tomorrow.