All week I’ve been trying to write a post about how happy I am that David is home. I start to write about how important he is to me, or how how much i missed him, or how strange it is that I’ve become attached to him.
I just can’t put the words together.
Everything just comes across as trite and without depth.
Suffice to say, I’m filled with happy. He is one of the most comforting things in the world.
La Lizards
I know this should be a post about David’s triumphant return and my subsequent joy. It should be, and tomorrow it will be, but right now we discuss the homecoming of the lizard family!
The lizards arrived safely, if a little shaken by the ride. They are so so tiny and cute. I could sit for hours and watch them (actually, I do). They run around, they eat crickets, they chase each other around, they climb, they act like lizards!
This is Chicken, the house gecko, his body is probably a little more than an inch long (not counting his tail).
This is little Grellow, she’s smaller than the other two anoles, he body is probably just about 2 inches long, her tail is longer than she is.
And this is Grellow again. I just got better pictures of her than the other two and all three of them look pretty much the same (you have to watch them to really figure who is who).
You can see Spottiswood here and of course Stinkwingo is here.
So yeah, more on David tomorrow and get used to me talking about the lizards almost as much as I talk about the dogs!
like this
today will be one of the most perfect days. ever.
I gt up early, Ghengis and I went down to the coffee shop, sat out in the beautiful sunny morning and shared a waffle with whipped cream, strawberries and bananas. Even the bees who wanted my waffle didn’t bug me. I let them have some as well.
Later, Kit and I went over to Zumbro cafe, sat in the beautiful sunny early afternoon and had lunch.
I managed to wash all the dishes (go me!!)
I did the laundry.
I worked on another stuffed animal
I walked the dogs in the most perfect weather ever.
david will be home in a matter of hours.
I have missed him so much. He’s been gone since june. He’s been gone so long, and even though I went down to visit him in New Orleans, it’s not the same as having him here. I am anxiously awaiting his return.
I expect you won’t hear from me tomorrow. Don’t be offended if I don’t answer the phone.
Dogs have karma too!
Yesterday, Patti gave me a giant chocolate chip cookie which I brought home to eat when I was feeling better. I took it out of my purse and put it up before I left for dinner. Maddie still managed to find it and eat it.
I know it was Maddie because I found the wrapper on her dog bed, Ghengis hides his treats in other places.
You kow how people are saying “you can only yell at a dog WHILE they are doing something bad”? The reasoning being that they forget easily and if they aren’t doing the thing you are yelling at them for (like eating the cookie) they will be confused about why you are yelling at them. That’s not as true as you might think. I found the cookie wrapper on Maddie’s bed and held it up. She had total guilt face. I just stood there looking at her. Normally when I do that she comes up to me for a hug. Not this time. She tried to hide under the coffee table, then she jumped up on the sofa and hid her face in the cushions. I walked up her her and she totally rolled on her back, begging for forgiveness.
I told her to not eat my cookies!
Later that night she got an upset belly. Luckily, she didn’t throw up on the bed or anything.
At 2 in the morning I found myself holding her giant head in my arms as we lay in bed together. I rubbed her rumbling belly and sang the Hippo Head Jones song and the Beautiful Boombalatty song. Then I made up an “Amazing Adventures of Hippo Head Jones and Crocodile Bob” story for her, this time about how they came across a village in the jungle and the villagers were all nice to them and everything, but they had a hut that was all locked up. The hut smelled so good, they really wanted to go in there. That night they snuck into the hut and found big piles of something so tasty! Hippo Head Jones and Crocodile Bob ate and ate and ate and the next morning the villagers chased them away for eating all the fertilizer for their manioc fields. And all the next day, Hippo Head Jones and Crocodile Bob sat in their little blue boat getting sick and farting on each other.
Lesson learned? Naw, she’ll eat every cookie she finds forever.
Reason 5462 I am glad I am renting and not owning right now
Was sitting on the sofa getting ready to go out to dinner with Alan (more on that in a second) when I hear a strange noise. Sounds like the neighbor is hosing something off, but specifically it sounds liek the neighbor is hosing off my house. I’m curious, so I go check this out.
But the noise isn’t coming from outside….it’s coming from the laundry chute.
Is somebody in the basement doing laundry?
I take the dogs down with me and discover that the cold water supply hose to the wash machine has burst. It burst all over the basement and was spraying everywhere in great arcs. Easy enough to deal with, I turned off the water and called the landlord. Total effort: 1 french fry! Total cost: $0!
It’s about time something happens that doesn’t cost me money.
Anyway, Alan called to invite me to a Twins game this weekend and maybe dim sum. Both were tempting. We agreed we would do at least one (plus I had to get David’s schedule because I know he will be home tomorrow, but I don’t know when). Talked to David for a bit and realized I needed food.
On thursday I consumed: a 4 shot americano, 1/2 chocolate chip scone (my boss gets the other half), a spychaser (4 shots of espresso, black coffee and chocolate…a gift from anna) and one bite of hot fudge sundae cake baked with bananas in it, 14 pounds of sudafed. I know why people do meth now. Today I ate some Vietnamese soup, it was good but I ended up throwing it up (I also had my americano and 8 pounds of sudafed, no scone).
Okay, so that was a tangent about my food needs.
I talked to David for a bit and realized I needed food so I called Alan back and told him that if he drove and picked a place I would buy. It’s a simple and good deal in my opinion. We hit the Edina Grill, I had the Elvis Burger (it is THE BEST burger in Minneapolis. Period.), sweet potato fries and a beer. Everything tasted like Robitussin, especially the beer. I was disappointed but actually kind of hungry so I ate the burger (it has bacon, cheese, pickles and garlic mayo) and some fries and drank all the beer and the beer made me loopy! One beer. Loopy!
So, Alan dropped me off, I said probably no to dim sum and probably yes to the ball game and that’s that and the hose to my wash machine will be magically fixed tomorrow!