Amy, Cristina and I hung out today. I took the bus to my favorite bus stop and was crossing at the intersection to go to one of our favorite restaurants, when Flip and I literally ran into Cristina and Astoria. It was a scary experience, but I couldn’t correct Flip for wanting to play in the street while we were in the street, so I just made him keep going to the curb. Yikes. Dumb dog. I want to strangle him sometimes for being so solicitous … with people *and* dogs!
So, the three of us and our dogs sat in the restaurant and had an early dinner. I had a club sandwich with fries and first a lemonade, and then a Mr. Pibb. Two Mr. Pibbs, actually. (Where the heck does the name Mr. Pibb come from anyway?) We were somewhat loud (OK, obnoxiously loud, or I was), and it was funny because there was a group of people ddown a few tables from us who were being just as loud, if not louder. We must have been great entertainment for the restaurant workers. I mean, come on. How often do three blindies and three dogs walk in there to eat and make them laugh their asses off, ’cause you know that’s what they’re doing back there in the kitchen when they think no one’s listening? LOL.
Anyway, after we ate we headed back to Cristina’s to chill for a while. (Oh, no, I said chill!) We let the three dogs, along with Cristina’s full grown akita sausage and little husky puppy, run wild in her backyard. I envy people with backyards, dude. I wish we had one I felt comfortable letting Flip run laps in. They ran and ran, and humped and ran, and ran and humped some more. Flip drank a lot of water, so much water that when we were walking back to my house from the bus stop he urinated in harness, but never mind. At least he didn’t pee on me, which I was immensely grateful for, as he’s done it before.
So, yeah. I’m not sure what these little rascals got into, but all three of them were soaked and caked in dirt. I absolutely had to wipe Flip down before we got on the bus because I was mortified at how gross he was. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I finally gave up after four wipes and decided it would have to be good enough. Cristina’s mom saw him and said he looked fine, so that’s good, because when Amy’s mom came to pick her up and saw Flip, she commented that he was just as dirty as Binny, whose paws were brown. LOL. Must suck having a very white dog like that. Everything’s that much more noticeable!
Uh, why am I just rambling anyway? I’m not sure, except that I’m in a “typative” mood, so there you have it. Flip seemed very happy to get home, though it was a sort of battle trying to get him to pick up his pace while we were walking. It was almost as if he was tired out from all the frolicking he’d done, because no matter how I poked and prodded he wouldn’t go any faster. I thought maybe he needed to relieve himself, so I stopped and heeled him over to the side where there was a nice green expanse of grass, and he didn’t do anything but sniff around. Grrr. Some dogs! So, I harnessed him up again and away we went. He knew exactly where to go when we got to our block. He took me straight to our front door, and even stopped at the right gate to go inside. I usually have to back track because he keeps going past it. Like I said, he was very happy to be home! So was I, for that matter. I was hot and dusty and thirsty and generally tired out. From what I don’t know, because I really didn’t do anything too exhausting. Gabbie was happy to see me, too. I guess she was a little monster the whole time I was gone. LOL. I’m glad. Her dad got to deal with her for a few hours. Muahahahaha. Not that he minded. He’s good about staying with her if I want to leave. Then again, how often do I go anywhere?
Um, let’s see … Oh yeah. I was talking to Cristina about Curves, because she’s just started going there, and I think it might be something I’m interested in doing, too. Might motivate me to get up and get out of the house three days a week. Why the heck not? I don’t have anything else to do, right? Well, I have to think about it some more because there’s a starting fee of $75 and then $44 monthly after that. So, we’ll see …
On another note, I got my Braille paper today. I know, exciting, huh? It was! I took a sheet of Braille paper and put it in my Brailler (I fed my poor, neglected, hungry Brailler) and wasted a whole sheet on pointless nonsense. Good thing, too, because I discovered the very important fact that my darling Brailler needs to be serviced. Desperately. I will be getting the info for that soon, because I need it for my transcribing course.
OK, OK, so I’ve said entirely too much for one entry, so I’m going to … get out of here for now. Gabbie is wailing and being positively hideous, so another reason for me to leave. Gotta tend to my motherly duties … *mutters*
It’s nice having these little breaks sometimes. Makes it so that I don’t feel like slapping everyone around. Hahahaha.
