Hmm...
Not a lot can live up to the One Glove, One Ball bowling extravaganza but the rest of the weekend tried very hard.
Saturday, I slept in. Go figure. I didn't do anything. I watched some of The Tudors and worked on sewing on my project. That night we BBQed some steaks from a Jersey steer that Mike's wife brought from Ohio. Joe incessently sent me texts and at seven my time (six his) he asked me how far of a drive it was. Seventeen hours, give or take. At this time, he decided that he wouldn't make it home in time for work the next day. You think? I told him that he should of thought of visiting on Thursday. I don't know where the money would have came from because we both are terribly broke and I am rapidly realizing the severity of this. Pray for a student loan check.
Sunday, I woke up a little earlier, realized at the grocery store that carrot cakes are yummy but super expensive ($20 for a 9"). I ate two dunkin donuts. That afternoon we went to the 'beach'. It was a state park where you had to pay to park-which I think is crap. Then we walked to where there was a waterfall from the river into an area that they had created a pool with. The water was 60 degrees which seems warm until you remember that 60 degrees is closer to freezing than to body temperature. We laid out in the crowded grass before venturing into the water for brief dips to say we did. I got a mild tan but not really anything burned-some areas were redder than others though. The grocery store brought pulled pork BBQ for the hand full of us that were around. And we got ice cream after that. I watched some more of The Tudors and did more sewing before going to bed too late.
Today, I woke up late and went to get a hair cut but decided that $15 was too much for a trim. (And that was at cost cutters!) I bought some Christmas presents and then went and bought a part for my sewing machine. I ate a early lunch/late break fast at The State Diner. It was okay. Not great but just okay. I had an English muffin with lots of butter and jam, some corned beef hash that needed to be cooked a little more (I like it really crispy) and what they called home fries but I declared to be hashbrowns. In fact, I called them the day before to ask if they had hashbrowns and they told me no only fries and home fries. When I think home fries, I think of little cubed french fries. These were like par boiled potatoes chopped up and then fried on the griddle. Hashbrowns? They were okay, needed lots of salt. We saw Public Enemies which was okay. Then I waited anxiously for dinner regrettfully eating half of my carrot cake piece-regretfully because we got dessert with dinner.
Tonight, I got excited as usual and posted on the facebook page about The Plug because Jay was auctioning off some Plug stuff and the proceeds were going to the Humane Society of the United States, which isn't your local humane society but instead an organization that is out to stop animals in entertainment (most forms), animal research and many practices of modern animal agriculture. Anyway, I posted about how they were evil. (I'm still convinced they are.) And for some reason (the reason that Joe probably hates-that I think I'm always right?, maybe) thought that it would go unquestioned. Well, it was questioned by Jay of The Plug and I feel really, really bad. So of course, because I can't have the last word about something I think I'm right about, I had to post again but this one I explained that I disagree with the areas mentioned above (well, not animal entertainment, I just like being entertained by animals and don't have an arguement other than that to back it up) and about horse slaughter. I still feel terrible and know that I won't be able to let it go. Damn you HSUS and your excellent propganda!
Riley is going to the vet school on Thursday for her shots and she's getting blood drawn for genetic testing for degenerative myelopathy. I have no reason to suspect her having this disease, which is similar to ALS in humans, since its onset is in older dogs. But I feel that since it is a disease for which all other possiblities (intervertebral disk disease, fracture, infection and cancer) have to be ruled out, knowing Riley's genetic status will be a comfort. And that she could possibly contribute to more research that would benefit both humans and dogs. I think I'm getting it done for free.
I miss Joe.
I wish we'd win the lottery so I don't have to worry about money since we don't have any. (I actually wasn't worried about it till I looked at the accounts and realized that somehow, I still have to get home. And go to NYC. And pay rent. And other assorted bills. I'm carrying a balence on my credit card for the first time ever and I am terrified!)
[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 7/10/11]
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