Well, I've been waiting to get my commenting fixed before I posted again, but alas....it has been many days and it's still screwed up, so here I come anyway. It should be fixed soon. As should my disposal. Oh, and my first floor air conditioning. It seems that my house is falling apart?
Despite my humid, 88 degree first floor and bedroom, we had a fun weekend with Eddie and her studly beau who the boys call Mr. Chuss. Gus may never be the same because I'm pretty sure he fell in love on Friday when Mr. Chuss's adorable dog, Sunny, arrived. You must know that Gus is not a dog person, as he truly believes himself to be a person. Apparently, Sunny is the same way because they seemed to be fast friends....in an aloof - I don't really care that you're here, but I like you - kind of way. Gus has been sort of mopey since they left this morning.
Speaking of broken things, I forgot that my DVR has also been broken for a couple of months now. I have my third replacement sitting in a box waiting for me to once again watch everything that's been recorded. Sigh. Until I wrote this, I didn't realize how many things are falling apart around here. And I'm frantically watching TV that I don't want to delete.
I know for a fact that I had some good stuff to blog about, but now? Poof! Gone. I think my brain is completely fried from answering eleventy billion questions from Pigpen lately. Why? Why? Why? Even wee Pigpen has reflexively started saying, "Why?" after I tell him something and I don't even think he knows what it means. Why do forks have prongs? Why can't I eat Jumbo Krispies for dinner? Why can't I wear my Clemson jersey every day? Why does Gus have a tail? Why don't I have a tail? When I'm big, I'll have a tail, right? How come Gus doesn't use a fork? Why doesn't a spoon have prongs? [This one launched an attempt to explain sporks, which I instantly regretted because it launched 436 new questions.]
I was also by myself with the boys for several days while Mr. Pigs was playing in a golf tournament for work. I need about three days to recover. I actually have a weekend away coming to me. Where should I go and who should I go with? Mr. Pigs has granted approval. Ideas for me?
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You should clearly come to VA for your weekend away. :)
--Meredith
I miss Eddie. :( Haven't read her blog in about a year. I forgot to ask for the password. :-O
I'm highly annoyed at our cable too. I spend WAY too many evenings shouting obscenities at the tv/remote. Come summer, Time Warner is GONE.
As for vacation...I vote a beach. Any beach. Sit, read a book, and relax. Take some friends and make it an event.
Come to Texas and meet my new baby! But that means coming in late June/July, and you'll probably be at the beach by then.
Come back to Texas to check out all that has sprouted up around your old digs. Love the new blog format by the way (did you pay $ for it?)...gasp! J/K of course!
I think Sunny misses Gus, too. She wouldn't eat her lunch yesterday and spent much of the day under the bed!
--Eddie
Savannah! (You're already halfway there according to my directions!) ;)
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