Aimee and the No Good Awful Bad Day

Yesterday was a super awful bad day. It was the most awful of a series of extraordinarily full and not that fun days.

Yesterday I started the morning by dropping a bowl full of dog food into the dog's ceramic water dish. Not only did I chip the dish, but I sent dog food into four neighboring counties. After that, I spent over an hour at the dentist getting "attachments" for my invisalign. (basically little dots of toothcolor filling that coincide with raised spaces on the invisalign - it forces the teeth up and down). It was a crappy appointment - very uncomfortable.

The day wasn't awful, other than I could NOT sit at my desk for more than say 5 minutes. I got to work, sat down for a minute to check my email, went to a meeting, went to a luncheon, went to training, sat at my desk for 5 minutes to check email...Then went home.

Over the course of the day I managed to spill water down the front of my shirt, and then drop all of my handouts for a training onto the floor and my makeup bag into the sink of running water. ::Sigh::

I got home and was particularly uncoordinated. I spilled things, tripped, and knocked things down. I ended the day by stepping bare footed into a plate of canned cat food. I washed my foot and cried. Mark gave me a kleenex. hehe.

Thank goodness yesterday is OVER!

In other news, I have gone to the vet 4 times in the last 5 days. I know! First, Salem has his urinary tract problem (he develops crystals in his urine that are too large to pass - which backs him up, which is VERY BAD.) So he spent a day and a half in the hospital getting IV fluids and meds. Now he's home with pills that he takes twice a day, and a new prescription diet which costs more and is kind of a pain because i have 3 other cats who eat the food he isn't supposed to have. Thank goodness Mark is on vacation this week - he's been giving Salem his pills in the morning.

Then on Monday, we took Daisy to the vet because her toe was swollen and purple and had some blisters on it. Turns out she was bit by either a small nake or a spider. We're guessing spider since we don't have snakes and I haven't seen her playing with one (I'm sure she would if she found one!). But now she's on pills twice a day and we have to soak her foot in warm water to get the swelling down. Thankfully she loves baths, so Mark just puts her in the tub. We put a little kid sock on her too so she'd stop licking it. hehe.

She's been pretty lethargic, so I was worried about her. I think she was just feeling lazy though - and maybe her meds are making her kind of drowsy. But I made the decision to go ahead and let her go to daycare on Thursday to get some exercise. I made sure they knew that she had an owie and that if something happened to give Mark a call since he'd home all day.

He got a call at 2:45. Daisy had opened up the sore on her foot and was bleeding. They didn't want to put liquid bandage on it in case it needed to drain some of the ick out of it. She had been zipping around the yard playing in the pool when she reopened the sore. And apparently she'd been playing with a white dog - who needed a bath after that. oops!

The other visits to the vet were to pick up food and meds and what not. ::sigh::

The highlight of the week was Mark's softball game on Tuesday. It was AWESOME! They kicked ASS and Mark played like a rockstar. He was all proud when I was reenacting all his fabulous catches and slides for my mom. hehe.

Keep your fingers crossed that everyone stays healthy and that today is a better day!

Such a Pretty Fat Book Signing

Last week my friend Kaitlin and I went to see Jen Lancaster in San Francisco for a book signing. SF is about an hour and a half drive here (if you do above the speed limit)* And the City SUCKS. Cities that make sense are built on a grid. Letters go one way, numbers go another, etc etc. San Francisco looks like the engineers just randomly sent some guys out to pour asphalt to make streets. It's all willy-nilly. And then the decision was apparently made to create areas that have awesome shopping. These areas are very close to one another, however, they seem like they are miles apart. Also, they put in 500 huge stores and no parking lots. Hate you SF!

(Note to Jenny: I am still making the supreme sacrifice of going into the city once again to see you in July. You can take this as the highest compliment EVER. Even if black shoes DON'T go with everything.)

Once we found the bookstore where the signing would take place, we found a parking space (on the street) about 40 blocks away and hiked in. First plan was to swing by and see if there were people at the bookstore yet (nope). So we had dinner. After some caffeine and awesome parmesan and garlic focacia, we were back to being happy campers. After onion strings and entrees we were ready for naps.

Instead, we headed back to the bookstore. We were still the first ones there. (it was like 6:00 or so). I felt bad that I wasn't going to be buying Jen's book at the signing so I bought two other books instead. (the Memory Keepers Daughter and Otherwise Engaged, which is kind of crappy). Right around 6:45 the staff at the store had finished setting up chairs, so we sat down to wait for Jen's arrival.

A brief background on my feelings about Jen. She's wicked funny. I loved Bitter is the New Black. However, I didn't so much like Bright Lights Big Ass. I felt like the 2nd book really just laid out how mean spirited she was and I didn't find her very likeable. In Such a Pretty Fat, she completely redeems herself though and morphs into a snarky, yet no really mean, girl that I totally love.

However, I do not love her (or anyone) enough to try to be JUST LIKE THEM.

The difference between Kaitlin and I and 85 percent of the other women at the book signing? We were not trying to clone the author. We didn't come wearing the signature pearls nor did we bring signs proclaiming our undying devotion to hating "fucktards."

We did however realize that we really aren't that big of fans of other women. (Have I thanked you all for being so normal? If not, Thank you!)

Anyway, the signing went well. Jen did a reading from the new book and answered some questions. Apparently her next book will be titled "Pretty in Plaid." And my favorite moment of the reading/Q&A came when someone in the crowd asked "why pretty in plaid? why not pretty in pearls?" (as she fingers the strand around her neck). Jen's reply? "because I like Pretty in Plaid" (with a big old DUH at the end). HEART.

I'm pretty sure I mentioned here that I was included in Such a Pretty Fat's acknowledgments as being part of the postcard posse. Chance also got a mention. So I brought a photo of Chance to show Jen. She asked if she could keep it, and so I let her. She said she wanted to put it up at home. So, Chance is joining what I'm sure are the many photos of Loki and Mazi. (I'm totally spelling these wrong but am too lazy to double check the spelling of her dogs names).

Overall it was totally worth it. Jen was entertaining and interesting. I had never been to a book signing before and I'm not sure I'd ever do it again. But it was worth the effort this time for sure.

*When being pulled over by a highway patrolman and he asks, "do you know what the speed limit is?" the correct answer is NEVER 75. Apparently there are no streets/highways/etc with a speed limit that high in California. Who knew?**

**When the officer asks, "don't you read signs" it is okay to reply with, "as a matter of fact I was reading the sign for the carpool lane because in Sacramento carpool is two people and carpool here is three and I had 10 more minutes to be in that lane because it doesn't start till 3. Don't I get points for that???"***

***And no, he didn't give me a ticket. Though, he did NOT find me as funny as I found me. (luckily I knew better than to respond with "It is completely out of character and a miracle" when the officer said, "your friend is quiet." I do have that much sense, people.)****

****Highway Patrolmen do not know who Jen Lancaster is and they need to be schooled.

A Wedding, a Dog Park, and Bodily Fluids

I'm sure you can tell by the title of this one that I had what might be called an interesting weekend. Saturday was the wedding. Now, would your votes for what to wear to the wedding have changed had you known about the unusual theme? "What kind of theme could be that unusual, Aimee?" you might ask. If I had told you that it was a Mountain Dew theme, would you have voted differently? And yes, I'm serious.

The wedding part of it was actually really nice. The bride laughed, the groom cried...and well frankly, anytime you vow to have a place in your home set aside just for flowers that you will bring home to each other, well, it's a-okay with me.

We didn't stay long (long enough to eat, but not long enough for cake). And I decided on dress 1 and shoes 2. And I felt pretty. So Thanks!
Please excuse the copious amounts of sunlight that are making me squinty, and the angle at which Mark chose to shoot this particular photo.

Today, I went shopping with my friend J. She and I went to the mall (hi! we're 13!) and shopped and ate lunch. We ended up getting some great deals. I got two shirts from Ann Taylor Loft for $17 TOTAL. I also got a top and a necklace for $30 at New York and Co. and some candle stuff, including a cupcake shaped candle holder with candle at Illuminations. I got the cupcake candle holder with candle, two sets of 3 egg cups (polka dots!) and two sets of 6 tealights for $5.32! YEAH!!

THEN, we decided to take the dogs to the dog park. We went home and got our respective pooches and I met her at the park. The park has a gated dog park and then another gate that goes off to a lake area so the dogs can swim (Chance is laughing at that!) There was an obnoxious german shepard and a very sweet rottweiler and another cute little dog that LOVES to be chased.

All was well. Socks got to swim. Chance waded and then freaked out when the water got deeper. They even shared a drink at the watering hole.


We were just commenting on how they get along when it's not Socks visiting Chance on his territory. Then J reached down to pet Chance and Socks got jealous and got in between them. From there, they both got fussy and growly and teeth-showy and then jumpy and slappy. And there was blood. And girls yelling CHANCE! SOCKS! NO! BAD! And the blood got on my foot. And then we tried to find out who was bleeding and why? No one was crying. Or appeared to be in pain. Poor Socks had a scratch on his nose (we think) and it was bleeding quite a bit. But J put some cold water on it and it looked okay. After that, we decided this might be better.


So, in 5 visits to the dog park we have had, 1 peeing incident, one chihuahua mauling, forty frillion bags of poop, and now, blood. Maybe I should rethink this whole thing.

Updates & A Movie Review (sort of)

Updates:

Mark's grandma is still in the hospital. And the results of the tests she had last week indicate that she has mono and NOT cancer. Uh, you think they would be a little more careful about telling people they have cancer, or you know, something else. GRR.

*****

I was going to give you an update on Chance, but you didn't know he had an owie yet. So it's not really an update. But whatever. Yesterday, Chance was walking to his bed and he made a loud OUCH! sound and then was limping. He apparently hurt is leg/foot. Mark and I both checked his foot to make sure he didn't step on something and then poked around on his leg to see if we could find a sore spot. But, we found nothing.

After a full night of sleep (and not walking around on his injury - which he INSISTED on doing for HOURS before bed), his leg seems better and he's not limping much at all. Yeah!!

*****

Also, I left early on Friday to get a TB test for my new job. It was owie! I have to go in again today so they can look at the spot where the injected whatever they injected and tell me that I do not have TB. I'm guessing that's what they will tell me since my arm didn't fall off. Yeah!

*****

Okay, so for my movie review. If you like to cry (GRRR) you will love The Guardian! Okay, to be fair...I really liked this movie. I was thinking, Wow! This would be a great date movie. It has the action stuff for the boys and the shmooshie love stuff for girls. But then, the crying. I'm not a good movie watcher in general. I tend to cry over the littlest things. I wasn't expecting this one to make me cry though. (hell, I wasn't expecting to like it). But now, Mark is in trouble because he had seen it and he KNEW it would make me cry. GRRR.

But, it was really good. Seriously. Put it on your netflix (or watch it on demand on starz). Just make sure you have kleenex (and waterproof mascara).

Happy Father's Day Weekend

This weekend was pretty fun. I thought for sure I was going to be bored out of my gourd because it's double something-or-other weekend for Mark's online game thingy. So I figured he'd be online, like 60 hours. It didn't turn out that way.

I got up early Saturday morning and met up with the running group. We ran 4 miles - and I made a new friend! yeah! Plus, we had a "breakfast meeting" afterward that included bagels and chocolate milk. OMG chocolate milk is the best thing EVER after running.

I watched a couple movies, too. (and remembered at least 3 that I need to add to my favorites list - including The Other Sister and Wedding Crashers - and NOW, John Tucker Must Die. TOO ADORABLE.) Oh, I tried watching You, Me, and Dupree (SUCKAGE) but couldn't get through it (even if Kate Hudson is so pretty and I love to check out her outfits) and I watched Shopgirl, which was suprisingly good.

This morning, we got up early and took dad out to breakfast. Abby was enjoying the new garden that my mom planted at my dad's house.

We took dad to breakfast for Father's day. And he showed Mark some electronic spray cleaner thing for his bikes.



Notice how neither of them was trying to be in the photo. lol

Later in the day I mowed the lawn and got so hot that even though the water in the pool was FREEZING it still felt pretty damn good. End the day with a pretty yard, a bbq and a full tummy, plus a clean car and a nice boy. I'm a happy girl.

Who Will Save Your Soul?

Someone....anyone....please save me from myself. I hate that Monday nights are a totally drag for television, which is really the only thing that will distract me from having to pack, which is not that fun when you have NO CLUE what to wear.

So, I am forced to keep watching the trainwreck that is The Bachelor. This show kills me. If that guy says, "I freakin' love you!" again, I'm gonna hurl. And also, yeah dumbasses you're vulnerable because you aren't the only broad that he "freakin' loves!"

If I ever get that desperate, someone please kill me. um, I thought it was over at 10:30. They are seriously going to drag this proposal out for another 30 minutes?! ACK!

Also, just because I freakin' love you all! Here's a naked picture of the dog. He looks funny without his collar.