I learned how to drive a manual transmission at 4 in the morning with a drunk instructor. Over the years people have attempted to teach me to drive a stick with miserable results. With all honesty I can say this was
1) scarier
2) funnier
3) way more successful than ever before
Monthly Archives: August 2006
the essential depths of honey
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.