YAY!

I found some money in my back pocket at obedience class tonight; also some hotdog, but Elsa was really more interested in that.

Confession

I'm watching Sex and the City (the movie), and I have to admit, I have a gigantic fear of being left at the altar. I think that's what they call "borrowing trouble."

I made the mistake of reading the news today, and none of it was good. In fact, it ranged from terrible to truly atrocious. This was about the only thing that made me smile today.

Legends of the Fall

Ow. Falling hurts. 

I've ignored the klutz part of these chronicles for a while, but I now have some major klutziness to report on. The other night my friend and I were walking our dogs. No, my dog didn't trip me or pull me down or anything. The truth is I have no idea what happened. One moment we were jogging down the sidewalk, the next I had gone flying. My palms were scraped up and my legs and knees were one big bruise. It was actually pretty spectacular - the first total wipeout I've had in a while. It's beginning to look like owning a dog is hazardous to my health!

Again, falling hurts. I don't recommend it. That's my PSA for the day. 

I have been uber productive today, and now I am totally running out of steam. Must...get...up...must...get...dressed.  

Might I add that it's so freaking cold in my house? If anything, I should be glad to be getting out just so I can get warm.   

Have I mentioned that Honey Crisp apples are back? Bliss!

OK, I know who I'm voting for.

I think. 

I have a tiny bruise on my right forearm, and every time I saw it out of the corner of my eye today I was like, "hey, what's that on my arm?"  

I'm such a dingbat sometimes.

I am emotionally ick today.  

I think I have a British sense of humor

Headline in a London newspaper:  We're all socialists now, comrades.

Funniest thing I heard all day.  

Curious, very curious

My power went out the other night. Before it did, something in my house (I don't know what) let out 3 ear piercing beeps. It must have lasted 2 or 3 seconds. Here's my question...how did it know the power was about to go out in enough time to beep? I mean, I know - power surge, blah, blah, blah.  But still...it's like magic.  

Even

So, Sunday something (a bug, bee, ant, sharp stick) got Elsa. I was worried she was hurt, but I have to admit that it was funny watching her spin around trying to figure out what happened. Elsa, who was fine by the way, got her revenge on Monday morning when we were walking right before I went to work. I was mostly dressed - make-up and hair done, top on - but just threw on a pair of stretchy pants and flip flops. She walked down this little rise so I followed her to the edge. I should have been more aware of the slippery, freshly mown grass. My feet went out from under me, and I landed my right on my butt. The scene was similar to the vacuum commercial where a big fluffy cat was sitting on the stairs and suddenly there was a huge POOF and a scrawny cat sat there with hair floating everywhere. It was that, except with confetti-size pieces of grass. Everywhere. 

You might think there was enough padding there to keep me safe, but not so much. My neck and shoulders have been killing me since then, and it hurts to sit on the floor (just one reason I'm glad for furniture). I want to hang upside down. I always hypothesize that hanging upside down will help when I have back and neck problems. Anyone I know have one of those upside down tables?