The cookout Saturday was awesome, as it is every year. It always follows a morning Golf Tournament that R and his brother play in which makes for an early morning for both bartenders and little to no sleep the night prior. Since that was the case and I had only had 3 beers over 6 hours I drove home. This is where the story happens....
We are traveling down 83 South in PA. It is only two lanes in PA and the speed limit is 65. I'm traveling about 70 miles an hour in the right lane. I see something ahead, but for a split second I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. When I got about 15-20 yards away I realized it was a deer that had no intention of going anywhere. There is no real shoulder there, but luckily there was no car in the left hand lane. I swerved, barely missing the deer. When I say I attract disaster, I do mean all kinds. I can only say that I missed that deer and it did not leap into the Explorer by the grace of God.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Everybody Poops
First, I apologize dearest Blog. I have left you quite neglected!
Second, I apologize for the title, but it was nicer than some of the others that came to mind.
My story begins a week ago today when we brought our 10 month old Pit Bull home from the SPCA. (Our Chocolate Lab was feeling quite lonely since my fiance's brother and Jack Russell Terrier moved out.) Our new pup had a little bit of trouble adjusting from the food she was given at the SPCA and the food we feed her. However, it had been nothing major. She was pretty much "potty" trained when we got her.
Well, Saturday my fiance and I had plans to go to a cookout at our friend's house in PA. Since I knew we would be gone for most of the day into the evening I asked my friend, A, to let the dogs out. I decided that when I took her the key to the house that morning I would take the new pup along so they could get acquianted. That is, right after I made a pit stop at the grocery store to pick up cupcakes for the cookout. I dashed in, made my purchase, and rushed back to the car to find a toxic smell. My new little love of a dog pooed in the backseat!!!!!! This is bad enough on it's own, I know. But, to make matters worse R had taken the Explorer that I drive with the leather seats and I was driving his Land Criuser with the cloth seats! Good thing we have plenty of carpet cleaner on hand in our house.
Needless to say, A did not meet the new pup before coming to let the dogs out. I, surprisingly, did not puke while cleaning up the mess. And, the day was still a success otherwise. I managed not to spill anything on myself, fall down, or otherwise damage my person. However, that leads me the almost disaster......
Second, I apologize for the title, but it was nicer than some of the others that came to mind.
My story begins a week ago today when we brought our 10 month old Pit Bull home from the SPCA. (Our Chocolate Lab was feeling quite lonely since my fiance's brother and Jack Russell Terrier moved out.) Our new pup had a little bit of trouble adjusting from the food she was given at the SPCA and the food we feed her. However, it had been nothing major. She was pretty much "potty" trained when we got her.
Well, Saturday my fiance and I had plans to go to a cookout at our friend's house in PA. Since I knew we would be gone for most of the day into the evening I asked my friend, A, to let the dogs out. I decided that when I took her the key to the house that morning I would take the new pup along so they could get acquianted. That is, right after I made a pit stop at the grocery store to pick up cupcakes for the cookout. I dashed in, made my purchase, and rushed back to the car to find a toxic smell. My new little love of a dog pooed in the backseat!!!!!! This is bad enough on it's own, I know. But, to make matters worse R had taken the Explorer that I drive with the leather seats and I was driving his Land Criuser with the cloth seats! Good thing we have plenty of carpet cleaner on hand in our house.
Needless to say, A did not meet the new pup before coming to let the dogs out. I, surprisingly, did not puke while cleaning up the mess. And, the day was still a success otherwise. I managed not to spill anything on myself, fall down, or otherwise damage my person. However, that leads me the almost disaster......
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