I Can Do Oval?!
I drove home from the gas station with the gas cap dangling and the little door wide open. (In my defense, I received a call as I was finishing pumping and I was intent on grabbing my receipt and getting back in the car because it was windy and the music was kind of loud at the pump and I knew that would make it hard for the other person to hear me via my Bluetooth.)
I didn't run the water long enough after putting a bunch of unidentifiable food from the refrigerator down the disposal and now both sides of the kitchen sink are clogged - for about 24 hours now. (It's happened before, we'll keep working on it. But now it's Steve's responsibility because he has today off and I don't. And the dishes are piling up.)
I finally got around to hemming two pairs of jeans for Steve and as I was working on the 2nd pair and I cut on the WRONG side of the ruler. So now his choice is to wear denim (insert here: capris, pedal pushers, clam diggers) or we'll cut them off to be shorts. I feel way worse than he does. Sigh.
To quote Dad: Good or bad, it won't last.
To quote Mom: This too shall pass.
So this means no food or water after midnight last night so I haven't fed any of the animals this morning and they are meandering around me like I've lost my mind and forgotten the morning routine. Even harder is not doing one of my favorite things with Reggi. Every morning after she eats her breakfast, we play a round of hide and seek with a treat. She sits and stays in my studio while I go hide. Then I call her and she runs around trying to find me. It literally makes me laugh out loud. I'm not sure who has more fun with this game, her or me.
I know they are just animals, not children and Steve will feed the cats in about an hour after he gets home from dropping off Reggi at the vet's. Actually, I do usually feed the cats anyway, even if I can't give Reggi any food. But I guess I couldn't bring myself to do it this morning. Those puppy dog eyes kill me.
So I'll call the vet after 2:00 today and make the appointment to pick her up after work so I can go hear the news from the vet with Steve. I hope I'm over-preparing my mind and it's not bad news.
But Apolo won a silver! I admit, I got to know him from Dancing with Stars - but I'm glad I did. Cute as a button he is. During one of the first heats, when he skated at the back for almost the whole time, then pulled ahead by a large margin, at the end - fantastic!
And so . . . I'll leave you with a little beefcake!