Our Destiny

Watch this video or pay the price of ignorance. :)

Bust a Gut

Whoa...I did some serious eating this week. Even now, I feel like I'm going to hurl.

AND!!! I finally have some motivation to finish unpacking this apartment. I'm going to video the apartment and put it on YouTube before December 8th. By the way, if you're bored look up "apartment tour" on YouTube. Laura and I had a good time looking at them. Plus it makes me feel better about being a slob.

The Pet Rapture

One night, not too long ago, in a room not too far from the chair I'm sitting in now, the room known as Kent's and my bedroom, a curious thing happened. It was time for bed. I'd put up the baby gate in the doorway so that Coca could not get out. As Kent and I did our nightly reading, I heard the familiar scratching of little paws on the closet door. She desperately tries to get in there every day to steal Kent's sole. She loves to pull the sole out of his brown shoes. I knew she could not get in because I closed the closet door, which happens to be in our bathroom, before I got into bed. When we were done reading, I noticed that the scratching had stopped. I called for Coca...no little paws running, no tags jingling, nothing. So, I got up and looked in all the usual places. She was not there. I went into the bathroom. The closet door was still closed and there was absolutely no sound. I was dumbfounded. Where was my poochie?! She could not have escaped the room. The baby gate was blocking the doorway. As I stood there flabergasted, Kent offered up a suggestion,

"Maybe there was a pet rapture!"

This was very, very funny to me.

I thought that was one of THE FUNNIEST things I'd heard in a long time. I had to call my mom right away and tell her how funny it was. She said that if there was a pet rapture Bear and Pixie didn't get taken. It really just cracked me up. Kent, you are so funny.

We did find Coca. So, there was no pet rapture that night, unless she just didn't make it. As it turned out, somehow Coca managed to open the closet door and then close it behind her. She'd been in the closet the whole time. Crazy little poochie.

A Song to Make Your Job Less Miserable

Oh the Drama!

There has been so much drama at my workplace this week. I have been having daily upset stomachs. I really just need to let go of it because there's nothing I can do about it. I was telling Kent that I wish I had a heartless clone of myself....

***Dream Sequence***

First I'd make sure my clone had no feelings. If she did, I'd have to get rid of her and make another clone that truly is heartless. Then I would train her for weeks at home on how to do my job and make sure she knew who everyone was. Eventually I would send her to work for me. Then, everyday when she got home I'd inject her with a serum that would make her sleep until 7:00 AM the next morning when she'd have to wake up to go to work. Oh, and also, she'd be kept in a cage. I mean after all, she is heartless. I couldn't allow her to roam freely around knives and pillows and other murder weapons.

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Oh well, one can only dream....

I'm still alive!

Well, we FINALLY have the internet back. I had no idea it took over a month to transfer your service from one apartment to another :/

Since my last post:

We moved into our new apartment. So far, so good. Except that we now have to sleep with a noise machine on so that Coca won't hear the baby or dog in the apartment below us and start barking. I've made a little grass garden on our balcony, so Coca has her own private yard.

Coca won 3rd place out of 54 dogs in a costume contest!

Despite what she looks like, it is really not a heavy costume. She's such a cutie poochie! I love my Cokes!

Wonder of all wonders, I picked up my wedding pictures after only 4 1/2 years. Its amazing.

Also, I finally broke my record!! 1 year at the same job!!!! Not that I love it or even like it but at least I'm not in prison for a crime I didn't commit, right? That's one heck of an accomplishment for a quitter like me. :)

I'm super duper excited about Christmas coming and the geese getting fat!

Now I will go fix dinner...(or heat it up at least).