Cool ! I picked up this one and this one.

You gotta love these guys.

Saturday morning I found Allison and Sammy on the kitchen floor sharing a peach.

It really is sweet how much she loves that bunny.

Moving around will be challenging today

Again, so true. I have been telling my self to get in the shower for over two hours now. But every time I get close I end up right back here in front of the computer.

What does 90 minutes in hell look like?

It looks like this, at an over crowded local dollar show on a rainy, humid Saturday afternoon.
Not only was the theater filled with out of control kids and their cell phone chatting parents but it had to be the worst movie I have seen in a long, long time.

I just found my next book to read! I bought it on Ebay and can’t wait to find it in the mail.

Markoe not only wrote for “Late Night with David Letterman,” she dated the man himself. Now, this Emmy Award-winning writer is out with another hilarious story, about love, loss and pets that talk back to you. 

ABOUT THIS BOOK

Dawn Tarnauer’s life isn’t exactly a success story. Already twice divorced, the young Californian is too busy job-hopping to start a career, her current boyfriend insists on living “off the grid,” her Life Coach sister perpetually interferes with incomprehensible affirmations, her eccentric mother is busy promoting the culmination of her life’s work: The Every Holiday Tree, and her father is ending his brief third marriage while scheduling two dates for the same night.

Dawn’s only source of security and comfort, it seems, is Chuck, a pit-bull mix from the pound. So, when her boyfriend announces that he’s leaving her for another woman, a despairing Dawn turns to Chuck for solace.
“I should have said something sooner,” Chuck confides, as he tries to console her. “Couldn’t you smell her on his pants?” Dawn is stunned. It’s one thing to talk to your pets, but what do you do when they start talking back? It’s not just Chuck, either; she can hear all dogs–and man’s best friend has a lot to say. The ever-enthusiastic Chuck offers his tried-and-true advice on the merits of knocking over garbage and strewing it everywhere, auxiliary competitive peeing etiquette, and the curative powers of tossing a ball. Doubtful of her own sanity, Dawn considers that, in the ways of life and love, it might be better to trust Chuck’s doggie instincts instead of her own.

Filled with sharp wit, biting humor, and canine conversation that would make Doctor Dolittle’s jaw drop, Merrill Markoe’s engaging, cleverly written novel is about the confusing search for love and the divine acts of dog.

Kelly tagged me to do a meme so here it goes!

Four jobs I wish I had the capabilities of:
1. FBI.
2. Chef.
3. Actor.
4. Writer

Four names I wish I had other than my own:
1. Hmmm, not sure about this one.
2.
3.
4. 

Four of my favorite actresses:
(off the top of my head quick)
1. Uma Thurman
2. Maggie Gyllenhal
3. Nicole Kidman
4. Parker Posey

Four songs I could listen to over and over again:
(this changes often)
1. The Road I am On: 3 Doors Down
2. Sunday Morning: Maroon 5
3. Thank You: Led Zeppelin
4. High: James Blunt

Four TV shows I love to watch:
1. Nip Tuck
2. Rescue Me
3. Boston Legal
4. Smallville

Four places I would like to go to on vacation:
1. Hawaii
2. Italy
3. Paris
4. Alaska

Four of my favorite cuisines:
1. Chinese
2.Mexican
3. American (love the hot dog)
4. Italian

Four places I wish I was right now:
1. Home
2. Up North
3. On a beach reading
4. At the movies, screaming at big snakes on a plane.

Depp and Burton, Together Again !

The darkly comedic musical thriller Sweeney Todd, set in Victorian London, is the story of the title character’s determination to exact revenge against the judge and constable who wrongfully imprisoned him. Let’s just say, heads roll--often right into the meat pies that Todd’s landlady, Mrs. Lovett, cheerfully and maniacally prepares for her unwitting customers. -Yahoo

Awesome news. I am really looking forward to this.

Ten to seven this morning Allison and I get in to the car, headed for Latchkey. The first thing out of her mouth is “is Roxy going to have babies?” The rest of our seven minute drive felt much more like and hour. It went some thing like this;

Me: Nope, she is fixed.
Allison: I don’t get it, what did you have taken out of her?
Me: Some of her female parts.
Allison: Did they remove babies?
Me: No, Roxy never had or will have puppies.
Allison: I don’t get it, if they weren’t there already, how do they get there?
Me: You need a Daddy to help with that.
Allison: Why? What does the Daddy do?
Me: We’ll talk about this after work, okay.
Allison: Noo, just tell me!
Me: It has to do with your private parts and I don’t want to talk to you about it right now, in the car.
Allison: Yeah, thats what Riley told me.
Me: What? What did she tell you.
Allison: That boys and girls are different. But I still don’t get it.
Me: Different, how?
Allison: Well, she said her boy rabbit has something her girl rabbit doesn’t have.
Me: Oh look we are at latchkey, we’ll talk about this later.

There were a few more “ I don’t get it’s in there” But you get the jest of it.
Gawd, that is no way to start the day!

Well, Allison has made it through her first day with her expander in, it is similar to this one.  The application took about 90 minutes. I have to say she was a real trooper. A few times I squirmed in my seat and even started to cry. (Of course unknown to her)
Now we just have to get through turning it three times a day for the next five days. It’s a little harder to do then I expected, emotionally. Even though I know it is what is best for her. The look on her face as I turn it, knowing how bad it hurts just breaks my heart. 

I kind of want to see this movie. A late night showing after a few drinks would be best!...lol
Also, watching this toast is pretty entertaining but I think I’ll pass on any bidding.

Allison and Roxy share some love and treats on the porch this morning.

This mornings horoscope:
Make some time to get together with friends and work on building a new tradition.

I kid you not! I just got a phone call from a girlfriend who I haven’t seen in over a year to make lunch plans for Sunday.
Spooky...