So, I guess it was inevitable, I mean who was I fooling, we all know I can’t drive, but this time it wasn’t my fault! Yes, I am sadly speaking of the injury that occurred to my car, whom I have aptly name “Percy Fox”. For those of you who are interested in my car naming skills here is how the name evolved: I drive a silver Grand AM, spelled A-M which in any other sentence refers to the morning time, the morning brings to mind the song “Kiss an Angel Good Morning” which is sung by none other than Percy Sledge, therefore Percy becomes our first name, the color silver makes me think of a silver bullet, which is what is used to kill a werewolf, which makes me think of TeenWolf who was played by Micheal J. Fox, hence we have our last name, Fox. Introducing to the world…….Percy Fox. But her beauty has been marred. It seems that while I was innocently at the mall doing my thing, I return to find my abused vehicle in the parking lot (ok, so maybe I parked too close to the car next to me, sue me!). The left hand mirror had been dislodged from it’s appropriate spot on the door. Oh, I can hear some of you laughing, isn’t it ironic the same injury that my poor CG lived with all that time is the same ailment that Percy is now facing. Where is Nancy Wilson and the duct tape when you need her. Haha, well, the good news is that it was a clean break which I think can be repaired with some good caulking glue…….JUSTIN!
Solstice where are you!??!
It seems my life is filled with injury these days. My poor little Prissy walks around like a grandma, with her head hung in shame. I took her to the vet yesterday to get her spayed. They said she would be healthier if I did it, but I really really didn’t want to. I wanted to have little mini-Prissies. But I’d rather have my one Prissy healthy, so I gave up the dream and took her in to go under the knife. I really was so worried all day. I called at lunchtime to see if she was okay, but they wouldn’t put her on the phone, in the words of Stephanie Tanner, “How rude!”. I can’t imagine what it is like to be a parent……..sheer torture! So I planned all day how I would go to rescue her from the vet’s office and take her home and snuggle with her and make her all better. But she was REALLY mad at me. I would try to make her a comfy palate in my lap and she would hop (as much as she could) right off and sadly walk to a dark corner and curl up there where she stared at me with a hurtful glare. Oh, it just broke my heart, but I don’t blame her, if someone came and took my womanhood away, I’d be P.O.ed too! I just wanted to help her, but she didn’t understand. It was so hard to see her like that and not be able to do anything to help. Thankfully, my darling is a forgiving pup and a couple hours later, hopped into my lap to curl up for a nap. Then when I went to lay in bed, she followed me in there and just looked at me until I put her on the bed with me……where she stayed until it was time for her to really go to bed……in her crate! I love her so much, it’s amazing how a little animal with no words at all can make you feel so loved………and she does.
On another note, bowling is fun, but……………..hahaha! So at Tuesday night bowling we (the girls of TNB) decided we need more hobbies. Don’t get us wrong we love to bowl just as much, or more, than the rest of ‘em but, it’s good to have variety. This is not the sentiment of the boys though, especially Justin. He almost looked heartbroken that we would suggest such a thing. So it is official, NO ONE can de-throne Tuesday night bowling. But, we are trying to appease ourselves by filling the rest of the week with our longed for variety. So this week we have board games and the fair! Yay, I cannot wait to go to the fair! Not so much for the spinny rides that somehow force me to slobber on the person beside me, everytime! (I think it has something to do with centripetal force, haha!) Then I start laughing so hard about it that I can’t close my mouth and well……..it’s a vicious cycle. But, I really want to go for the food and the games. I am a gambler on the DL I think. I don’t do it in casinos but those stupid games get me and Justin to spend everything we have in our pockets, and then go to the ATM for more. And you thought we were bad in the arcade!
Justin and I spent some time this week getting ready for Halloween. I am really excited about all the kids in our neighborhood knocking on our door. We've got everything we need, the enormous amounts of candy, the scary talking skeleton guy who laughs histerically when you walk by (and scares the crap out of me every morning), the blacklights to light up the porch, t he carved pumpkin, Prissy's witch costume, and the Freddy Krugger mask to adorn Justin! it's gonna be fun, but I just realized that I don't have a costume to wear! dangit! anyways, I hope everyone has a happy Halloween!
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