Way to go, bonny!! That's terrific.
Love the shirt, Shir.
Mmmm, baklava. I've been debating what to have for dinner tonight, and I now think I'll be stopping at Pita Inn (my favorite Chicagoland mini-franchise) for some chicken schawarma, pita bread and hummus, and homemade baklava for dessert.
What an exciting opportunity!
I know, right?
A friend just suggested that instructors actually get paid. Which, frankly, never occurred to me...so that's nice.
But more than that, the opportunity to do something constructive with my insufferable notitallness and desire to do right by the community pet population? Priceless!
I'll also be fully trained for people, which will be really nice. At this point, I could (and have done) get by in a pinch, but having the confidence this training will give me is an awesome gift.
Hey, Andi! I owe this all to you. THANKS.
That's very cool, Bonny. Sounds like something you'd be great at.
My squeaky wheel definitely got greased...in a good way.
Well, you know, we are all big fans of a good lube here.
Hey, Andi! I owe this all to you. THANKS.
I was totally picturing you being a pet first aid/cpr instructor. Just had that image in my head. It's more than cool that it's working out.
Just gotta accept that you're gonna sweat, try to take it easy, and walk in the shade.
Dude, are you
sure
you weren't a southerner already?
That shirt - which Teppy called "fluffy" - I think went past fluffy and into frilled lizard territory. Perhaps a representation of a hitherto unknow species of dinosaur.
90 degrees here. Missed my 3pm nap because I was at my shrink's for to get meds. Refilled the Deplin - I ran out about six weeks ago, and boy can I tell the difference. I 'fessed up that I'd cut back on the Wellbutrin because my hands were shaking, and he thought it was okay. He might not have recommended it, but since I'd done it anyway... He was also willing to refill the Valium. Yay Valium. I rarely notice until something brings it to my attention, but I am a walking knot of tension most of the time. The little blue happy pill is the only thing that relaxes me without side effects or hangover. Nice to have a doctor who isn't all "Danger Will Robinson!" about it.
Dude, are you sure you weren't a southerner already?
I'm telling you, when I first visited NOLA last May, it felt like home right away!
For people with/with access to summer/weekend homes, what happens to those homes during the times when you're not using them? Do they just sit empty? I'm always boggled by the idea of having multiple houses, because I have trouble imagining places sitting empty most of the time.
My sister and her husband had a summer home while they were still married. They just closed it up and turned off the water when they weren't going to be there. They had a duplex/condo thing, so their neighbors, who were year-round residents, were right there and could keep an eye on the place.