Friday, August 14, 2009

Weekend Moving Work

After a week of travel and work I'm heading to Dallas this afternoon. My brother has to be out of his apartment by Monday so guess what I'm doing? You got it, being a great big sister, I'm helping him finish up the moving. There will be lots of yard work in my future, including pruning, raking, and general destruction. Howdy will be at my side, digging random holes and making a mess - that is why I love him.

BTW - my brother is scared to sleep in his house...looks like it's the airbed for me this weekend. No big deal - as long as there's AC - I can sleep anywhere.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Hotels make me lazy

I'm in Amarillo this evening - what is about going to the place you grew up that make you fill like your 16 again. When I come here I do the same things with the same friends I've had since I was 12. Is it the same for everyone?

What is it about staying at a hotel that makes me so tired? When I'm at home I get my second wind at about 10:30pm. You wouldn't believe what I can accomplish between 10:30 and midnight. I had a fantastic dinner with my BFF from high school and her boyfriend (possibly two of the funniest people I know). Now I'm laying in bed and am seriously considering going to sleep. First, does this make me a slacker? Second, am I the only one that doesn't turn the AC down to 60? I just can't stand freezing while trying to sleep.

For you Austin readers - I was completely soaked from this wet stuff that falls from the sky...sometimes known as rain.

Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Tuesday, August 4th was just that! As from my last post you know I was hoped up on caffeine so my nerves where shot anyway. I go to meet Miss Peddler for lunch and a run to Hobby Lobby for some of her wedding supplies. After a lunch of soup, salad and bread sticks, I walk out to the parking lot to find that I have a flat tire...not low but completely flat. For reasons beyond my control road side rescue has been canceled (now reorder via AT&). Miss Peddler uses one of her free calls but me being me I decide to do it myself. Why do I have to inability to ask for or receive help? A nice officer offers to loosen my lignite and the I sweat my ass off pumping up the jack. I get the car up and have 4 lug nuts off when the car falls off the jack. I repeat the last two steps and then the nice man from road side rescue drives up to find me with mascara running down my face sitting next to the car with brand new spare ready to go. He tells me that with the black top parking lot the temp is around 107 - awesome! He hands me my jack and tells me to put it in the trash...because it's broken. He takes to old tire off and puts the new spare on only to find it is flat too!

I just bought a new tire and found out that the "new" spare is original to the car circa 1998!

And in the middle of this boss calls to tell me that I need to be in Amarillo Monday-Wednesday to host out of town guests!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

It's my crack

I just can't help myself. Everyone has a vice or two or twelve, right? Right now mine is Diet Whatever. I haven't been able to go a morning without it but now it's like I crave it when I wake up. I use it like some people would have their morning coffee but I am needing more than one piddly 12oz can to get me going. I'm talking about a freaking Route 44 from Sonic or the large from Whataburger. I just can't get enough.

Maybe I'll just install a fountain in my kitchen and be done with it. Do you think I could get one of those fancy ice makers to go with it?

Monday, August 3, 2009

Welcome Home


That's right folks, there's a new addition to Allie's Halfway House. I would like you all to meet Howdy. This pound puppy is one of the cutest things I've ever seen.

He's a wirehair fox terrier that's about 5 months old. Howdy is smart and learning to walk with a leash so I'm open for suggestions. There was some lunging after cars this morning and they's not good. The house training is going well with only one accident so far.

He is getting pretty good at fetch too. What can I say, I'm one proud mama!