Buggin' Out For The Weekend

This will be my last post until next week as John and I are leaving for New Hampshire tomorrow morning. Can't wait to see our friends! Should be fun and interesting especially as the AL East is coming down to the wire. They're big Sox fans and John is a big Yankee fan. I, of course, will be rooting for the Yanks because I simply cannot root for the Sox. It's sacrilegious.

Dropped Cami and Bar Bar off at day-care this morning. Couldn't get them into the play room fast enough. They were wound a little too tightly for my liking. Campbell simply can't sit still when she's hyped up. It's like he little paws have to keep moving. Barrett is a little better, as once you get her attention by a bop on the nose she'll just sit down and keep still. I can just picture them running circles around the day-care providers right now. Heh. Better them than me.

A big What The Hell? to the nimrods at the bagel shop. Located right off Route 10, the bagel place is very busy with morning commuters. The name of the game is "get in and get out." Most of the guys there are really good about keeping the line moving and working quickly to get your bagel, get your money, and get you on your way. However, this morning, I placed my order and watched it sit on the counter as the bagel boy and his buddy proceeded to have a personal conversation. The minutes ticked away and I grew rather irritated. Knock, knock! Um, hello? I'm the customer!! Needless to say, when Brainless Bagel Boy finally got on board and handed me my bagel, I snatched it away from him in disgust. Number 1, don't leave your customers waiting. Number 2, don't ever withhold my morning bagel from me. I mean, What The Hell?

Got my new sneaks from zappos last night. Believe it or not, I did not tear into the box and try them on. I was a little out of sorts last night and just needed some peace and quiet. I watched LOST, which was a huge disappointment as they simply retold last weeks episode and then turned in. I hope I'm not coming down with anything, as I'm still not feeling quite right this morning. Maybe another Dew will perk me up. Maybe another little shopping spree at Zappos will perk me up. Maybe I'll shop and sip my Dew at the same time. Yeah, that's the ticket!

Tuesday Blues

Tuesday has has never been the best day for me. Most people complain about Mondays, but I happen to like Mondays. The are usually the fastest day of the week for me, but then Tuesday hits and the world seems to stop. They just drag on and on. So today I'm suffering from Tuesdayitis. Of course, I did not help myself by staying up so late last night. Since we're leaving for New Hampshire Friday morning, I needed to get my laundry done and clean up the house. Gretch is being a peach by sitting the Girls for us, so I wanted to do some extra special clean up.

We're going to NH to visit friends we met while in St. Thomas last year. Chris and Joyce Rowe and their son Kevin and his wife Sandy were staying at Crystal Cove on Sapphire Beach. We met them at our bar and became instant friends. After the Sunday Beach Party at Sapphire (and after quite a few drinks) Joyce insisted we stop by their place and have dinner with them. Kevin grilled some steaks and Joyce had fresh peas from her garden and sweet potatoes. It was one of the nicest meals I had ever had. They just invited us in to their home and their hearts. Fabulous people. We socialized quite a bit with them during our stay and are looking forward to seeing them again this weekend. Luckily, we were all able to get the same weeks in ST, so we will be seeing them in February as well.

The other big event of the weekend is the battle for the AL East between the Yankees and Bosox. Since my Mets spit the bit in the NL Wildcard race, I've turned my attention to the Yankees. Looks like it's going to come down to this weekend in Boston to see who wins the pennant. Exciting stuff. Yankees are a half game up, but Boston plays a double-header today, so we'll see where the dust settles tonight.

So far I've been handling the change of seasons fairly well. Granted, it's only been five days, but still. And, well, maybe the shoe shopping at zappos has helped. : ) New kicks can cure any ills. Got some new sneaks for my early morning walks. As much as I hate getting up early, I am enjoying the walking. It's a nice, quiet, peaceful time. Gives me a few minutes to get my head straight first thing in the morning.

Dad's birthday dinner was great in terms of the company, but I'm still kicking myself for overcooking the beef. Ugh. I had everything under control, a thermometer in the tenderloin, a timer for the lobster tails, Mom manning the veggies on the grill and I still managed the mangle the beef. Mom, Dad, and John all raved about the dinner, but let's face it: I was there, too. The beef was horrible. We ended up having a great time, as usual. Mom and I polished off a couple bottles of wine and Dad and John were able to see some of the golf that was on. It was fairly warm, so we ate outside on the deck. The Girls were pretty well behaved. That's always a bonus.

Back to work time.

End Of The Week

Thankfully, it's Friday night and I'm at home after another brutal day at work. I think I'm losing patience with my job. Note to self: Do some deep thinking about future in current position.

Added a pic of The Girls after they took a swim at "our" doggy beach in Manasquan. This is the boat launch that is two lagoons over from our house. Convenient to get to, and as I said in an earlier post, calm water for my new water babies (or "baby" as Barrett is the only one who liked the water).

John is out getting some dinner and I am having a quiet evening at home. I need to map out my next couple of days I have a few things to get accomplished around the house, as well as dinner plans with friends tomorrow night, and Mom & Dad coming over on Sunday. Today is Dad's birthday, so we're going to celebrate that and their anniversary (Sept. 1st) on Sunday. Think I'm going to do a little surf and turf action. Need to come up with some side dishes, so that will be my next Friday night chore.

Love Friday nights. They are definitely a "come down" night for me. I very rarely go out on Fridays as I use the time to wind down from the week and plan my weekends. Saturday is a bigger social night for us. Luckily, John understands my need for some alone time and leaves me be. Sometimes I'll start some cleaning or organizing projects and I'll work on them until the wee hours of the morning. I'm an absolute night owl. Love the quiet and the creative buzz I get at night. I can get a ton accomplished. I'll start cleaning and John will joke that I'm "nesting." I get a great deal of satisfaction out of cleaning my home and having things neat and orderly. Or, it could just be that I'm manic and experiencing an "episode." ; )


Tonight's "What The Hell?" is brought to you by Overzealous Emailers Anonymous. I thoroughly enjoyed getting an email from someone I don't know, but who seems to know (based on the addresses in the email) my father and my uncle. Not really sure what his intentions are/were, but starting out a chain email by calling people "effing racists" is so not cool. I mean, what the hell? I don't even know this guy.