Bronxy in Desperate Need of a New Tie!!!!!!

Poor little Bronxy's tie has seen better days. It's so worn and ragged, but he loves wearing it. He's starting to look a bit like the Little Tramp:0. Things have been considerably better now that he is back on the Busparone for the behavioral stuff. It's just been hard giving him the half pill everyday. I have to bury it in Cat Lax and pray he just swallows it down. Like a dog with peanut butter.

The weather is intensely hot this summer. I did get a chance to go to the beach this last weekend with my brother. I am not a fan of laying on the beach in the sun, but it was a nice change of pace. It was nice to catch up with him. I am hoping that he doesn't move too far away anytime soon. Although he says that his job may take him to Delaware by November. Oh, well. I guess that is a reason to go visit.

I just saw Sicko this weekend. I can't say I'm a Michael Moore fan, but his movies do get the point across. Of course, he does have his own agenda, but it definitely shows that health care is such a big business in the US. It's sad that so many people rely on so many drugs in this country. It really opens your eyes to see that it's just a big business. All the more reason to do alternative medicine. Not that I completely buy into that, either. I've always been more of a "eat well and exercise" girl. And I just found out that my work place may be changing health care providers. Not bragging, but I haven't even taken advantage of it since I've gotten insurance. I need to make a doctor's appointment, stat.

Whirlwind Week

I feel like it has been forever since I've been able to sit down and blog for a change. I worked all week, which was good and bad. I now realize that I am not a full time work kind of girl. I don't mean that in a bad way. Just with all my other responsibilities, I wouldn't try to work full time on purpose. Not if I don't have to.

I really missed being out in the ministry this week. Especially since it was memorial week. I felt like I was really missing out on all the fun. Oh well. I will have time to catch up this week. So much drama going on.

We were very busy at work, but Jacquie, Tabitha and I worked really well together. Some how we managed to get everything done. Not bad. I don't think there was ever a day that I felt overwhelmed or angry about the work environment. Everything was pretty smooth. Just too many barking dogs for my taste. That is when earplugs come in handy.

We had my parents and grandma over for dinner yesterday. It was so nice. Grandma gave me a quilt her grandmother gave her. It was so special. I want to get it cleaned and put it on display. Just hope the cats don't do anything special to it.LOL.

I went to get the food from Honey Baked Ham. I didn't realize that it is Easter weekend. There were 50 people waiting in line for ham. Two police officers were at the door to guard all the precious hams. Seriously people, is this necessary? I guess people take their ham seriously.

Jay and I are going to the zoo today. I haven't been in ages. Gotta get a monkey fix.

I'll Oodle over this weekend some other time

So, it was my anniversary weekend. It really was great, despite some missteps. It all started on my real anniversary, Thursday. I woke up with a terrible back ache. That is the precursor to my period. Sorry for the tmi, but it's true. At noon, Jay calls me to rescue this sweet, but old and sickly cat from Sanford. He was super sweet, but what I needed wasn't an old sick cat.

I took the old and sick cat with me to work the next day. I got his shots updated and checked him for the retro viruses that outside cats can get. Unfortch, he had FIV. It's what people refer to as feline AIDS. Cats can live with it, for the most part. With outside cats, they are more prone to fight. The virus lowers their immune systems. So fighting leads to infections, to sickness, blah, blah, blah. Jason would not let me put this cat to sleep. He searched until he found someone who would take him as an only cat. We gave him to Ken yesterday. I am sure it will work out just fine.

Friday I went to see Marley and Me with mom. Don't go see this movie if you don't want to cry for the last 20 minutes. It's all about the dog getting bloat and the family's decision to put him to sleep. I love how the movie makes his slipping away so dramatic. Marley takes his last breathe and slowly closes his eyes. This is a little word to any who don't what it is like to be in a room when an animal is euthanized. It is terribly sad. I don't want to ruin it for anyone, but dogs don't dramatically close their eyes when it is all over. They stay WIDE open. Even if you want to close them after the animal is gone, they pop back open. It can be kind of creepy for the pet's owner.

Jason had flowers delivered to my office on Friday. The only problem is that 1800Flowers screwed up and doesn't know the difference between Casselberry and Fern Park. They never called Jason to ask for directions and they never delivered my bouquet. Dommage.

Saturday we took a lazy day. We went to breakfast. Then suddenly my lazy Saturday turned into me raking the yard. Well, at least I didn't have to go to the gym. We went to Jim and Elaine's anniversary party. We were the only people there that didn't speak English. No wonder Jim wanted to make sure we were there. After the party, we went to Luigino's, the scene of many of our first dates, our engagement party, and our wedding. It was nice to see Doug again. The meal was expensive, though. The owner, Gino Palucci, was there having dinner with his family. Doug said he's 90 and losing it. For that, we got sort of lousy service. Jay wanted to call an complain, but we didn't want to get Doug in trouble. It really wasn't his fault.

We took Sunday off as well to do chores around the house and to have Dave and Sharon over for dinner. It was nice to see them again. I can't believe they are leaving for Rhode Island in June. It will be nice to visit them again.

New Kids in 3 days, cruise in 11. I can't wait.

Slacker Saturday

We weren't technically slackers. Just allergy sufferers. After staying up all night sneezing and coughing, Jason and I didn't want everyone in service to suffer as well. I did go to Tabby's study at noon time. Benita made coconut limbers. I don't know if I'm spelling it right or not. It's like a tropical freezecup.

J and I went to the pool at Victoria Park and chilled. Then, we had pizza at this new place called Ferrerra's near by. Our waitress was a teenage girl reminiscent of Juno. She actually worked at the Publix we shop at. She remembers Jason as the guy who bags his own groceries. Yep, my husband is the grocery store Nazi. He places everything in his cart like it's a tetris game. He knows he's anal and he's proud.

We saw a deer on the side of the road on our way back home. They are such beautiful creatures. Sometime I forget how many wild animals we have in Florida.

Last Sabado Gigante!!!!

Sabado gigante!!!!!!!

Saturday was a great day. We went out in service with Rose and Harold. Excellent breakfast at the Potato Patch. I had a really nice call on Barbie. I think I will get her to study. She is extremely nice.

We had grandma, mom and dad over for the annual eating of the honey baked ham. There is nothing in this world like a honey baked ham. It is delicious. I think they put crack in it. My dad spent the entire afternoon watching I Love the New Millinieum. I know it is spelled wrong, oh well. I think he really got a kick out of the G.W.Bush impersonator. I knew he would. It is funny that my 80 year old grandma knows more about pop culture than all of us. She was rattling on about High School Musical, Coldplay, Gwenneth Paltrow. Jason was quite impressed. Back in the day, she subscribed to Rollingstone. She is quite pop culture savvy.

I was just thinking about something i learned in kindergarten. You know, they say that all you need to know is learned then. I remember specifically that we learned about hobos. I remember coloring a picture of one, and remember in detail Ms. Bose telling us hobos are the men that live on the road and eat of of a tin can. They have ragged clothes and carry their tin cans in a handkerchief on a stick. That has been my impression of a hobo all my life. In reality, hobos, for the most part, are what people call bums or homeless. Most of them are drunks. At least, all the ones I know that don't have a specific mental problem. Anyway, I was just wondering if that whole kindergarten exercise was developed so that we don't get the wrong idea about people who are homeless. I mean, the way hobos were described when I was 5 was sort of glamorous. I think I even wanted to be a hobo when I grew up.

It's just funny the things you remember.

Quantom weekend

We had an excellent weekend. We didn't do much else but relax. We got to Sebastian at about 3. Robin and I went to the mall as Dave and Jason went to visit their dad. They had a nice visit. I bought 120 dollars worth of Victoria Secret goodies for a whopping 50 bucks. I know, it is overpriced to begin with, but it's mental thing. Very nice stuff, I mind you.

We went to this really cool wine bar called Inlet Wines. I actually did a beer testing, which further reminded me that I don't like beer. Not fancy beer, not Blue Ribbon, not Miller Light. All of it is nasty to my palate. Robin and I shared a bottle of the Vintner's white. So so good. Bubba met us there and we met a music enthuisist from Chicago named Chris. I think his name was Chris. He was really up on all kinds of music, esp the kind Jason and I love. All kinds. He got me interested in the Little Miss Sunshine soundtrack. I need to download it. We ended up playing music on the digital jukebox at Sharkey's until way past 1am. We are party animals.

Yesterday, we hung out at Brian and Vicky's in Palm Bay. They have s0.uch a cute baby. Later that evening, another couple came over with their cute baby. I had my cute baby fix for now. We laid out by the pool and munched on chicken and burgers and dogs. Chris Flood came over, too. He's coming to stay with us for a week at the end of the month. He and J are doing some house party for Julie.

We didn't get back to Dave and Robin's house until midnight. This morning, we got up and had breakfast at 10. We left at 11:30. We made excellent time.

It's so nice to get away for the weekend. we haven't had much of a chance to do that with all of our responsibilities. It does keep one out of trouble. The cat were happy to see us. Harlem was more excited about all the new underwear. He's a perv cat.