Update 8/25 - 8/31
You know when you go to an amusement park and they take a
picture of you on a ride, and you look at it at the end but never buy it? And then you wonder, who DOES buy these
things? I found three people who do.
Speaking of which my sister thinks that maybe they might
have gone to too many amusement parks when she brought her son to the doctor
and he found out he was 58 inches tall and he yelled, "That's 4 inches I
don't need!"
On Wednesday, Matty and I skipped family night to take
the pups to see Princess Bride at Marymoor.
Man, that's an awesome movie. The
pups were pretty cray cray, but they did settle down enough when the main
theatrical event started. Overheard: She
said she got a job at green peace and I was thinking, I don't know what that
is!
Backing up a bit, Matty came over early, but like
clockwork, Percy came out when it got close to when I was scheduled to come
home.
Work was pretty crazy this week. We had 30 partners in town and we also had to
pack up our desks for another move. This
is also when I cursed working with books, b/c they are super heavy.
Mo: Kyle wants to know what level you can get to in
Halo. He's arguing heavily on your
behalf. Every sentence is starting with.
"My Aunt Tiffany..."
Me: I hate to disappoint him, but I'm really bad. But I can get to the every level when I have
the cheats on.
Mo: I told him, but I left the part out about the cheats.
Kevin: Hi Aunt Tiffany.
I have some questions for you about Halo.
Me: Okay...
Kevin: Do you know what is going to happen in Halo 5
Me: Yes.
Kevin: Can you tell me?
Me: No.
I don't have pictures of my nephews to include, but I do
have two of my adorable Goddaughter Daphne. :)
On Thursday I brought Percy boy to the groomers, where
they told me that he was the toughest dog big or small that they had ever
seen. Not only does he not complain, but
the pad of his paw got cut pretty badly and b/c he hadn't reacted, we didn't
find out until they went to get him out from the back and he was covered in
blood. Poor pumpkin. On Saturday when he was still nursing it, I
brought him to the vet. While we were
there, this woman came running in, sobbing, and holding an animal in a
towel. She had found a bunch of baby
squirrels, and this was the only one that was alive. Clearly traumatized, when the vet asked if
she wanted her towel back she was like, "No." But what she really
meant was, "Are kidding me? Do you think I care about a stupid towel when
a precious life is at stake here!?"
So you can imagine how she felt when the vet came back out and said,
"Yeah, we're gonna kill it."
Okay, she said it a lot nicer, but I'm positive that is all that the
woman (and I) heard. She then apologized
to me for the inconvenience. But what I
heard was, "Sorry I made you wait while I killed that poor woman's last
hope to save a life." She then told me a bunch of stuff not related to
Percy's paw, that I totally didn't believe, and then gave me some meds. That's when I put the donut of shame on Percy
and we spent the next couple of days in bed watching TV and not much else. Including watching the 4th season of Lost
Girl. Which totally upset Zach, because
of his love of terrible TV. Sorry,
Buddy. It was truly terrible TV.
In other news, Dawne started a new painting. Can't wait to see what it ends up being!
Did I mention that I had a 5 day weekend? That's right, a
reverse week. More about what I did with
that in the next update.
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