Oh to be one of the 200 people in this performance.
Archive for April, 2009
This is White Dog. Four years ago, she was dumped on our property. She was exhausted from a long journey. We could tell that she had been cared for, because she was beautifully clipped. She followed Daddy back and forth on the lawn mower for several hours. Finally, we let her in the house.
WD couldn’t hear. The vet estimated she was more than 10 years old. She loved my Mom. When no one was looking, Daddy would sneak a scratch or two behind her ears. She was a good friend at a time when I was going through a rough patch in my life.
Because Mom and Daddy took her in, she was able to ride in a golf cart. Take a dip in either a pond or a swimming pool. Have her ears licked by a crusty old Blue Heeler. Drink out of the toilet. Find sanctuary in Mom’s pimped out closet. Eat weenies every day with her aspirin.
She was a sweet girl who will be missed. Rest in peace Dub. You were a good dog.
Isn’t he pretty?
I saw 17 Again at an advanced screening on Tuesday. If you enjoyed Tom Hanks’ Big or Kirk Cameron’s Like Father Like Son, you will enjoy Zac Efron and Matthew Perry’s rendition of what is really important when you get a second chance at high school.
Family of course.
Oh…and Zac has his shirt off the entire opening scene as he shoots hoops. Then he dances with the cheerleaders during halftime.
It will be worth the $9.00 ticket. Trust me.
I took this picture to commemorate a big moment for me. There’s not a whole lot going on (besides the can of air I’m addicted to and my Mamma Mia post-it notes that are multi-tasking as a coaster) other than the rather large beverage residing on my desk.
It’s been a looooonnnng time since I had a Dr Pepper. Forty days and forty nights to be exact. I thought it would be the perfect accompaniment to my lunch of fattening tacos. I just couldn’t wait to suck down the first gloriousness of its 23 flavors. I almost called my co-workers in to witness the blessed event. I’ve been coveting their carbonated beverages for weeks now, and I’m sure they are ready for me to get back to the land of spunkiness instead of the “lack of caffeine” induced haze that’s been known to force me to lay my head down on my desk around 3:00 in the afternoon.
I decided to taste the Dr Pepper goodness after a few bites of my taco. My hands were practically trembling with anticipation. The straw was so inviting! Here it comes…
And it turned out to be Mr. Pibb.
Seriously? This is so my life.
At least there’s the opportunity to win $25 with Taco Bell’s “Blast for Cash” promotion. You know how I’m a fan of the silver lining.