This lack of nothing to do sent me up to my parents on Friday night. Going to my parents house is something I have always enjoyed doing. They live in the country and life in the country is a little quieter and calmer than city life. Everything moves a little slower.
So, going to my parents' house becomes an adventure. This weekend, my mom had eight dogs. EIGHT!! I of course had my three in tow. Yep, you counted correctly that makes eleven. Have you ever had to keep track of eleven dogs. Every time you let them outside, or inside or whatever, you have to count and make sure all dogs are accounted for. And if that's not bad enough, seven of the eight are Shih Tzus. Below are pictures of all the dogs. I am not sure if I got all the right names matched up with all the right dogs.
My Mom's Dogs
Sophie - The Non-Shih Tzu |
Mr. T |
Zeus - God of all dogs
Rhet
Laylie |
The Foster Dogs - ADOPT A DOG!!
Bono - Currently up for adoption!! |
Randi - Currently up for adoption!! |
Andrew |
Harley (Back), Dominic (Front Left), Maddie (Front Right) |
That's quite a house full. But it is nice because there is always someone to love, someone to cuddle with and someone to play with.
But dogs isn't the only thing I did while home for the weekend. My dad and I hit the local high school game. It is always funny to go back to high school events. The people seem to be the same except they are older and fatter. I am now old enough to have friends with kids in junior high and high school. That makes me feel old. I hope for all the adults around when I was in high school that I didn't act the way high schoolers do today. I am sure I did but I would like to believe that I was more mature than that. Seeing them in their own environment (just call me Jane Goodall) makes me appreciate my life a little more. I think every one of the cheerleaders had the same haircut. Long hair down to mid back, big ass bow holding it all back. Conformity much? I just want to grab them and say "Try being an individual, it's pretty cool!!" But they would just call me weird and they'd probably be right. But the difference is that I don't give a crap's ass (I don't know what that means either) what they think.
I ended the visit with my parents with a trip to the local ice cream shop, Suz-E-Q's. My parents go there every Saturday without fail. I go for the ice cream.
My choice of the day |
My dad's indulgence |
One final note to send you into the week. I read a lot of random stuff on the internet and Facebook. Mostly random articles and blogs. Well this week, I happened upon the funniest advertisement for a product I can't believe exists. I discovered PooPouri. Watch the YouTube video. It's worth it. I haven't yet purchased this product, but I will. And I'll let you know how it works.
Until next time...
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