New fun

I’m in a weird strangely satisfied mindset. It’s nice. It seems like everyone around me is in the middle of a personal storm. It’s nice to be centered for a while. Just got back from NYC, which is always a good way to gain perspective. My new Holga Diana+ should arrive tomorrow.

The possibilities are ENDLESS. I love LOMO.

Gonna take Max to the vet, pick up my camera, renew my Sam’s club, (they’re the only ones who process medium format) and take a TON of cool pictures.

Can’t wait.

Just happy to be me. And Max is turning 5 in 2 weeks.

OY!

I’m on my way back to NYC…..and the “oy!” was not a jewish slur, but more of a “fuckballs! not only do I still have to pack, but I have to wash all the clothes first….damnit. Packing stresses me out.  And I always overpack. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

 

He’s a freak in the bedroom and a lady in the streets.

Max has I do believe settled in nicely. After a delightful trip to the vet, where it was determined that he has “combination skin” (yeast and two types of bacteria) and knees that pop in and out of joint, he’s on more meds than my Nana. The good news, he takes pills like his parents, very willingly.  I feel like the Bad Cop, I’m the one cleaning his ears, squirting his drops in and pumping him full of pills, making him sit with his medicated shampoo (leave on for 5-10 minutes), then slathering him with Creme Rinse (it can be used as a leave in or styling product). This of course leaves Todd as Good Cop, sneaking him fries and standing over him during his bath, saying, “this sucks for you”. But, with Bad Cop badge comes a little respect. Todd time is Play Time, which means, anytime is play time. Max it seems enjoys the tobacco, and so does Todd. So Max likes to snarffle/lick every drop of tobacco/nicotine residue/sweat off of Todd’s hands and face. HA! He’ll curl up and sleep next to me, but it’s a constant hand/neck rape for old Shotgun. I feel vindicated, and his sweet little sighing snore makes it all worth it. Actually, him waking Todd up for some Nicotine Necking makes it all worth it.

 

New family…. coming soon

I FINALLY convinced Mr. McB (or Sally as I like to call him sometimes) that we do indeed need a dog. He’s hemmed and hawed and finally said, “just get one and apologize to me later, that’s what I’d do.” (Yes, married life, nothin like it). So Craig’s list and asking around, finally produced Max, Maximus the Entertainer, if you’re nasty. We went to meet him, he’s fabulous, he loves cigarette smoke/smell, and McDonald’s french fries. He is 4 years old and he likes to spin around in circles and pace, He’s gonna love it with us. Todd and I went to meet him Friday and are completely in love with him and would have snatched him away from Helen and Ron then and there if I thought I could do it without it seeming rude.

He’s coming home for good in the next week or so.

Could he BE any fucking cuter!!!!!

Spring Fever

I fear my cleaning bender is slowly rolling to a stop. I’ve got new goodies fromMrs. Meyers, so everything is smelling DELICIOUS. A yard sale has been planned and already rescheduled. Nobody is going to a yard sale the weekend of Criterium and the NCAA Gymnastics championship. boo.

It was a long weekend, and I’m pretty positive I made an ass out of myself saturday night at the 40watt. I have a feeling that thankfully I was eclipsed by the Mister. I do dread that the excessive “Teacher of the Year Drunk” will make people run the other way when they see us coming. Perhaps it’s best to lay low for a bit. As with these situations, I usually fear the worst, and as long as you don’t piss on anyone’s shoes or tell them their mother is a whore (and have the photos/video to back it up) you’re golden. 

I feel an ikea trip coming on but perhaps I should wait til after the yard sale. I’m trying to maintain a “one thing in, two things out” mentality for the house. and Ikea could blow that all to hell. Maybe I’ll stick with the plants. They stay on the porch, so it’s cool. I also want to keep the clutter down cause I’m looking for a dog, something small but not yappy. Todd has relented to getting a dog, “I don’t want to get a dog, but you just get one and apologize to me after, cause you know I’ll love it.” So ha fucker, we’re getting a dog! I did make one promise, that it wouldn’t be a puppy, one piss and shit factory in the house is one a plenty. So, anyone know of an under 30 pound dog that needs a good home, let me know.

Gonna do some hair, and then me and Mrs. Meyers are getting wasted on cleanliness.

woot!

I can’t resist it….

I always say I’m not gonna throw money into the dirt, and buy a bunch of gardening stuff, and plants, because I get lazy and the of course die. But fuck it. I did. I’ve been “pimping my porch” for the last week or so. Patio furniture clean, I emptied out all the dead plants and got the rest of the junk off the porch, swept, MOPPED (hells yeah) and generally spiffied up the joint. I’ve hung matchstick shades across the porch, so if the sun is to much for my delicate nature I can pull the shades down. I’ve also strung a thing of chinese lanterns (square) across the porch, so it’s lit oh so fabulously.  So of course all it needed was some greenery. SO off I went to Lowe’s and Big Lots (for planters) Basil, Purple curly basil, two types of arugula, Lavender, phlox, snapdragons, pincushion something or other and hydrangeas. AND Julie and I are headed out to Thyme after thyme and Goodness grows tomorrow. YAY, I need a more fragrant porch, scented geraniums and other yummy things. I just picked up a Southern Living container gardening magazine, so, you know that’s a big vial of mental crack.  Basically all of this leads up to me sitting on my porch drinking absolut and apple juice, Absolut and basil/lemon gimlets (oh SOOOOOO good) and eating cheese, basil and fresh bread.  UNFORTUNATELY, the cleanest most spiffy room in my house right now is my front porch, the bathroom is pretty great, everything else is so-so. I’m all up on some Mrs. Meyers cleaning products, so my goal for the weekend, is to knock out the dining room and start having people over. For now, I must watch some Top chef, later turds! (will post pics later)