period.

My last two days:
Deeply saddened about Oklahoma, punctuated by stress about dog buns.
Period.

when a really bad tune sticks in your head

All day long today I've had the stupidest of tunes running through my head:

Hot. Cross. Buns.




(except that I turned it into: Hot. Compress. Buns.)
(poor Teeny. poor me.)

doggone it

Poooooor Teeny.

We had big plans for today, but we ended up spending most of it at the vet.  You see, we woke up this morning to find that Teeny had a little something going on near the rear of the house, so to speak.  It turns out she has a ruptured gland back there. And it turns out that for us that means a combination of five (five!!!) medications or topical ointments that need to be administered twice daily for 2-3 weeks. 

And that doesn't count the hot compresses.

snaps on saturday

The. Last. One.
No more announcing until next year.
Thank goodness.


Also today?
A quick trip to SF where TheMostImportantGuy bought more fancy clothes (I have created a monster...the best kind of monster...he looks hot!!).  A pear and gorgonzola pizza with a "Spring Pimms" cocktail before leaving the city.  Dinner with friends, chinese food and a huge lazy susan.  Local Vallejo Comedy night.  Back to our place for a few rounds of Cards Against Humanity.

FUN.

Tomorrow, I clean the oven.
NOT FUN.

Oh well. It can't all be a party, can it?

i already am a slave to my animals...

...so don't you dare give them a bell.