Friday, August 31, 2012

Here I am. Alive.

And well. Unless you count the stress. And exhaustion. And the frustration.

But, physically, if not mentally, I'm here and healthy as a horse. (Or I assume so. I have fancy healthy insurance, but I've never so much as gone in for my yearly check up. Although I suppose I should since I'm about to run out of B/C and I kind of need know. To regulate things.)

Penny is huge.

Choo Choo is finally adjusted. 

They're like total B.F.F.s now. Inseparable. Except when it comes to the bones. For some reason, Choo Choo lays claim to all of the bones. And since Penny is teething now we bought her these huge rawhide bones that she couldn't chew through in a day...

She never gets to chew on them for more than a minute or two. Even though she can't walk properly with them and has to drag them on the floor with her head at an odd angle, Choo Choo steals the stupid things and refuses to let Penny near them. And Pen Cushion (that's her nickname)...just kind of rolls over and takes it. Choo Choo, it appears, is the dominant personality. (As we expected.)

Surprises, though. Penny is a water doggy. Likes to swim, likes to play fetch, and for some reason picks up a new stick on every walk that she brings home, happy as pie to just chew on it when Choo Choo takes the rawhides. (Except that Choo Choo also tries to take the sticks, even though she has never been interested in mere sticks her whole little Chihuahua life.) We're going to get Penny a life jacket as soon as she's fully grown, and one for Choo Choo, too. (Though she really doesn't care too much for the water, she hates it when we swim off and leave her alone.)

By the way, water can't have sharks in it when it's a creek that's got try rocks on all sides. There's no ocean connected to it! Therefore, I will swim in Bull Creek. So long as I can see the bottom, it is A OK with me.

Padawan's company just released the stupid game they've been gearing up for forever, and the back log is awful. MMO RPGs really are silly. And if you need more servers, why can't they just buy them? 

Band Season is winding down to a close. We're in the last home stretch week of extended hours and overtime. And I'm freaking exhausted, to tell you the truth. I plan on sleeping in a WHOLE LOT next Sunday.

I know I've been gone for a while...I haven't been on. Honestly, I forgot my password for a while there but then it suddenly came back to me. So here I am. How long do you think it will take me to catch up on the reading? 


  1. No more than a couple of weeks, if you do nothing else during that time. ;)

    I was just thinking of you the other day, wondering if everything was alright. I'm glad to see that it is (for the most part). I'm also glad that the dogs are getting along well, though I can't help but giggle when I picture Choo Choo trying to carry off Penny's huge bones...

    Anyway, I hope you're back for good, because I've missed you!!! Never disappear again, or I'll have to send my thugs after you!!!

    1. Yeah, I still have a job, so I guess this will take me a while. I don't plan on taking another hiatus anytime soon. For the record.

      I'll get a picture of Choo Choo carrying around a bone one day. Swearzies.

      Meh, I disappear so good your thugs couldn't find me! Unless they were smart thugs. But then thug is an oxymoron, isn't it? That's why they're thugs and not the boss.

    2. I don't know, my thugs are pretty good, especially since I'm the one holding their strings... :)

  2. "Pen Cushion" I like it.

    What are "try rocks."? I'm assuming that they're sedimentary rocks formed by the accumulation of blogging typos over several eons, but I'd like some confirmation on that.

    Bull Creek sounds like it might have bulls in it. Be careful. They can be scary too.

  3. Well I lay on her like a cushion. And she's kind of bony so it's works.

    I have no idea what try rocks are. I'll have to get back to you on that one.

    Nah, bulls are okay as long as you don't mess with 'em. I hear if you do that, you'll get the horns.

  4. And now I feel guilty that it took me two weeks to notice that you had posted again. I'm sorry.

    And welcome back!

    1. It's okay. This pink madness isn't something you want to check in on everyday. You might go blind staring at the awesome brick wall.

  5. I'm just returning after MY hiatus, so I'm totally a worse blogger than you, if that makes you feel better. I even remembered my password. I just didn't log in. So your excuse? Totally more valid.

    Also, I want to see pictures of the pups in their life jacket. That is all.

    1. Yeah, but you travel and stuff. Blogging when you travel is a lot harder than blogging when you get home. My excuse is less good. Also, you take really awesome pictures and then spend hours perfecting them...and that's like your job or something. Way more time consuming than mine, I think.

      As soon as Penny hits her full growth and we order them, I will totally post pictures. In the water, not in the water, at home...just for fun...Lots of pictures.


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