moving along
our mobile attic is being delivered in less than a week and I only have like, 6 boxes packed. :/ hopefully I can get in a few of those packing "moods" and just get it all done in a few days. because I really, really don't want to be rushing around at the last minute.
chase visa and overstock.com royally fucked me over. I won't go into detail but if you'd like to hear more, just ask. needless to say, no one in my family is ever having anything to do with them ever again. we're transferring the balance on the card and giving them a permanent "fuck you."
yesterday was my birthday. I took chloe to the vet to be spayed, and then enjoyed the day at home with no puppy, haha. I know phoebe enjoyed it, too. I baked a cake and then drew and I went to pick her up at 4. she's super ultra pitiful. thankfully she has pain meds and because she's really not a fan of the space cone. she's supposed to wear it for a week. I'm really more worried about her scratching her incision open than I am her chewing it. her pain meds pretty much knock her out for a day so there's not a lot of awake time for itching. but in a few days we'll have to start giving her benedryl until we can get her some grain-free food.
anyway - after we picked her up I made hamburgers and iced my cake. it's like the third year in a row that we haven't done shit for my birthday, but whatever. two of those years we were financially occupied with moving, and the other was just a really bad summer.
drew and I are all registered for classes this fall. none together, but we have similar schedules so maybe we'll actually get to see each other every once in a while. [unlike every time that we both have jobs..]
phoebe hasn't pooped on the bathroom floor [or any floor...but she only ever pooped in the bathroom, anyway] in a week I think. I really hope that this means that she's 100% potty trained forever. I guess we won't find out until we move, haha.
I really wish that the next month would just go ahead and zoom by really quick like.
chase visa and overstock.com royally fucked me over. I won't go into detail but if you'd like to hear more, just ask. needless to say, no one in my family is ever having anything to do with them ever again. we're transferring the balance on the card and giving them a permanent "fuck you."
yesterday was my birthday. I took chloe to the vet to be spayed, and then enjoyed the day at home with no puppy, haha. I know phoebe enjoyed it, too. I baked a cake and then drew and I went to pick her up at 4. she's super ultra pitiful. thankfully she has pain meds and because she's really not a fan of the space cone. she's supposed to wear it for a week. I'm really more worried about her scratching her incision open than I am her chewing it. her pain meds pretty much knock her out for a day so there's not a lot of awake time for itching. but in a few days we'll have to start giving her benedryl until we can get her some grain-free food.
anyway - after we picked her up I made hamburgers and iced my cake. it's like the third year in a row that we haven't done shit for my birthday, but whatever. two of those years we were financially occupied with moving, and the other was just a really bad summer.
drew and I are all registered for classes this fall. none together, but we have similar schedules so maybe we'll actually get to see each other every once in a while. [unlike every time that we both have jobs..]
phoebe hasn't pooped on the bathroom floor [or any floor...but she only ever pooped in the bathroom, anyway] in a week I think. I really hope that this means that she's 100% potty trained forever. I guess we won't find out until we move, haha.
I really wish that the next month would just go ahead and zoom by really quick like.