Oh wait, no. That’s how my dog feels about being ignored. Note to self: dogs are a lot like many adults I know in that they crave constant attention. If they don’t receive it they are likely to go postal, or as we will now call it “Ripken” all over your favorite piece of furniture. Never mind that I have loads of cheap-ass furniture in my house. Never mind I always said “if I die in my sleep, it had better be in that bed” Ok I never said that, but I would have if I had thought of it before Ripken went Ripken on it. Now, its imperfect. Worse yet the destruction is no longer confined to Lawrence’s side, where I could pretend it was a sign that Ripken loved me more. It has spread to my side. Grrrrrrr. This bed was the first major piece of furniture I ever bought. I used my Enron soul money to purchase it (thus called because it was the amount Enron used to lure me away from the worthwhile career fields I had been considering and into the waste land known as Corporate America. And no Kim, contrary to what you’ve been told by impostors, they don’t always let you drink at lunch ‘in the corporate world’ LIARS) Officially now all I have from my time at Enron is a few bullets on my resume, and a great story about what “Redundant” means in the UK.
In other news: Team O.W.L Hooters has raised an amazing $19,748 as of right now. Out of over 450 teams registered we are the 19th highest fundraisers. I'm very proud, but never doubted us for one nano-second. I've designed a shirt for the Hooter Rooters that will be in Boston to cheer us on. I'm happy to order some extras for interested parties. Reply in the comments section with your size, and I'll let you know the cost.
Finally, we had a great weekend at the coast. Most of the pictures are still on Kim's camera, but I did take one of Jim's shark. Wait till you see him french kissing the Red Fish he caught. No really.
4 comments:
This is a nice start... but I will wait to truly compliment you on your dedication to your blog next week. 7 posts further down the road...
and yes, those of us who don't have our own blogs DO have every right to judge and complain. Afterall, YOU started it! :)
Hey, while I was in beautiful sunny Hawaii, I missed getting credit for "Hooter Rooter"! I am sure it was an oversight on my part. ;-)
Ok, Rip, no more bed chewing!!! That's from Nanny!
Sorry about your furniture. When we were neglecting Lily while I worked, the only thing that suffered was the baseboard in the kitchen.
On a diff note, I was looking for a place to live in Newport online and found a cute house on a half street! Wouldn't that be crazy?!
(reference "you started it") Girls, girls girls. Play nice. Don't make me stop the car.
Oh wait, I had a flash back. Sorry.
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