Happy Anniversary
It’s certainly true what they say - time flies when you’re having fun. And how could you not have fun when you’re married to someone with this much enthusiasm for weed whacking?
Happy anniversary, babe. Love you!
It was a staph infection
And, apparently, a pretty nasty one, too.
The good thing is that we know what caused him to almost die. The bad thing is that we have no clue how he got infected in the first place. It could have been anything.
He seems to be suffering no ill effects. He has a checkup with his regular vet this afternoon, so hopefully all is well in Homerland. I’d hate for him to kick the bucket before his namesake’s movie is released!
I am such a nerd
So I preordered Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows back in … February? *clickety-clickety-amazon.com-click-click* Yep, back in February. It was supposed to show up today, the day of the release.
Previously, when we preordered Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, it showed up a day early, so when HPDH didn’t show up yesterday, I wasn’t too concerned. I figured, Hey, Saturday delivery, sweet! UPS and Amazon are on the ball! There’s no way they’re going to deprive hardcore HP fans of the 7th and final book on the day of its release, especially when they preordered it the day it was announced!
Whoa, whoa, whoa - back the truck up
“So you’re telling me that, in Beverly Hills Cop II, Chris Rock was the Playboy Mansion valet?”
Troy's first Giants game
Troy went to his first San Francisco Giants game last Sunday. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go because I wanted to stick around just in case something popped up with Homer. However, Kelly says that Troy did quite well at the game. Too bad Bonds was smack dab in the middle of his slump!
Update 2: The Jooj-Bear could use some positive juju right now
Update 2: He’s coming home today. w00t!
They think he might have a Lepto infection, but they won’t know for about a week. **** That’s much better than what they initially thought: ingestion of rat poison, or possibly a bowel obstruction.
This little visit to the ER was a little costly, but hey, you know? He’s family, so he’s worth it.
Update: I just got back from visiting him, and he’s doing MUCH better. It’s a complete 180 from yesterday, when he looked like he was on his death bed. When he walked into the examination room yesterday, he faintly wagged his tail before collapsing onto the blanket on the floor. Today, when I grabbed the leash, he was being a total jackass, so I know he’s feeling better.
400 alarm fire in Antelope!
So there I was, kicking back on the couch, sipping on a wine cooler single-malt Scotch, and reading a book, when Homer runs to the back door and starts going apeshit. Now, if you know dogs at all, you know that apeshitty behavior, though random, is not an uncommon occurrence.
So I ignored him.
Five minutes later, though, there was a vigorous, insistent knock at my front door.
I looked at my clock. 9:35 pm. WTF? Kelly was at a volleyball game, and no one was coming over, so who the hell could it be?
Fort Bragg / Mendocino: 7/8/2007
Warning: inane content ahead. It is a journal of what we did while on vacation. It is not particularly well-written, and should you decide to read it, you will likely experience an overwhelming sense of boredom similar to watching someone else’s home videos. Proceed with caution.
Time to go home. After packing up, we headed off to breakfast at the Home Style Café. Man, are those good eats. I had Linguica, eggs, potatoes, and biscuits. Oh man, it’s good stuff. For you Woodlanders out there, I’d say it’s as good as, if not better than, breakfast at the Ranch Kitchen.