Its Friday... thank goodness

The traffic gods were kind today... the weather is almost pleasant... work is flowing along ...

I screwed up the instructions for Shelby... apparently limited activity is when you let her out - you have to go with her - on a leash. Cripes. Anyone want blackmail material - be in my back yard tomorrow morning for that first 'visit' of the day - should be fun.

The vet called to ask how she was doing - my description led to my misunderstanding of limited activity... what fun this will be. Won't this be fun? They will think they are going on a walk, and when we walk about the back yard - in desperate need of a good ah - pick up - you've got to watch your steps as well as the dog's. Oh yeah this couldn't possibly be too much trouble - FOR AN ENTIRE MONTH.

Bubba is home tonight - won't that be fun. I've got to clean up the kitchen, those 6 dishes must go into the dishwasher, change the sheets, and that's about it. The weekend is only half booked, I made a reservation for Bubba's birthday on Sunday night... hopefully he will be happy. I doubt it but let's maintain a small slice of optimism shall we? Hum?

And I've managed to book my afternoon to be in two places at the same time - should be fun... Actually I've got that bit of space/time continuum issues worked out - going to be late for one and a bit early for the first - we'll see how this works out.

On the total upside last night - was SO not in the mood to cook even for me... went out for pizza... and got stuck behind the biggest PITA couple I have had the misfortune to be stuck behind. Let me 'splain... I called my order in - small pepperoni. Simple. I walk in to get my pizza and in walk (shove) their way ahead of me - Mr. and Mrs. PITA only I'm guess Mrs. PITA has either her maiden name or that hyphenated Great-PITA. I digress...

So Mrs. PITA begins... do you have this sub? Great I would like 1 of those without this and that. (Now - as an aside I do say hold the tomatoes a great deal... np so far - well except for the shove to get in the door before me... but we'll let that go)

So, Sub 1 ordered - then SHE KEEPS GOING, I would like fries - does is come with the fries? No, Ok fine, I'd like an order of the ravioli appetizer - does that come with sauce? Big or little can I get two of those? Yes and I would like the chicken wrap - what kind of cheese does that come with - Ok but hold the onions and peppers and I'd like.... on and on for better part of half my life... or maybe it just felt this way---AND the kick in the pants - this chick did not look like diet pills before picture! She was normal! (i.e. not fat not overly skinny) Where was she putting all this???

Then Mr. PITA steps up - He wants his sub - his way then asks his plethora of questions finally the genius behind the counter - who I really felt bad for, as after me a line formed the phone was ringing... yeah these two really gummed up the works!!! The boy genius is finally is able to communicate through mumbles and grunts the time and cost of the order from hell - and frankly there should be surcharge on that kind of foolishness... Sally (Bubba - my sister - me hold the tomatoes) We all can move on.

My transaction - pick up small peperoni for Angela. It was ready, I paid, I left. Total time expended... 5 minutes. TOPS. But all the foolishness was washed away by the pizza and the satisfying of the craving for several days.... ahhhh

It would be wrong to go to be right after I get home tonight right? Yeah the girls need love - and dinner - and left out on a leash in her own back yard... cripes. Stay tuned for more tales from the non-walk walk.