Off to catch a red-eye to NJ... cruisin' to Bermuda, then a whirlwind weekend in Miami. Finishing with Orlando for a tradeshow with the techies (TechEd).
Will be back with stories...
5.29.2008
5.28.2008
The Big Scare
I am feeling much better, by the way... Phew! sickness aborted.
Anyhoo... thought I'd mention my big scare over the weekend. I almost lost my beloved Lucy.
I cannot bear to think about life without her... not to mention my husband would probably divorce me.
I typically let her walk with me off-leash, much to the chagrin of other dogwalkers who are obedient unlike me. She's usually pretty good at following me or at least catching up to me if I get too far up the trail. She does have lots of distractions - the 1/2 eaten bagel near the HS, uncovering lost tennis balls, other doggie smells, and of course chasing her nemeses: squirrels! ... And yes, I double-checked, nemeses IS the plural of nemesis.
On Sunday I wanted to experiment by doing a bit of run/walking. We were at one section of the trail and I started running. I looked back and saw her about 100 yards back darting out of some bushes. It looked like she was running out to catch up with me, so I kept running. A few paces later, I looked back and she was nowhere in sight. So, I backtracked, calling her, then angrily screaming her name ("that dog!" I muttered to myself). After a few minutes I started to get worried. I walked back and forth in that stretch of the trail several times and my mind started to race. Panicked I thought that perhaps she had shimmied under a fence and someone decided to take her inside. But, how could that happen so quickly? I started asking everyone who passed me if they had seen a black and white dog. Finally, two of the ladies I had asked called out to me and I saw that they were leading my little Lucy back. Thank GOODNESS I had reached out to them. Apparently Lucy ran out of the bushes, didn't see me so she backtracked and was in a completely different section of the trail.
Tears of joy as Lucy raced toward me and into my arms. She ain't a real baby but she's my baby.
Anyhoo... thought I'd mention my big scare over the weekend. I almost lost my beloved Lucy.
I cannot bear to think about life without her... not to mention my husband would probably divorce me.
I typically let her walk with me off-leash, much to the chagrin of other dogwalkers who are obedient unlike me. She's usually pretty good at following me or at least catching up to me if I get too far up the trail. She does have lots of distractions - the 1/2 eaten bagel near the HS, uncovering lost tennis balls, other doggie smells, and of course chasing her nemeses: squirrels! ... And yes, I double-checked, nemeses IS the plural of nemesis.
On Sunday I wanted to experiment by doing a bit of run/walking. We were at one section of the trail and I started running. I looked back and saw her about 100 yards back darting out of some bushes. It looked like she was running out to catch up with me, so I kept running. A few paces later, I looked back and she was nowhere in sight. So, I backtracked, calling her, then angrily screaming her name ("that dog!" I muttered to myself). After a few minutes I started to get worried. I walked back and forth in that stretch of the trail several times and my mind started to race. Panicked I thought that perhaps she had shimmied under a fence and someone decided to take her inside. But, how could that happen so quickly? I started asking everyone who passed me if they had seen a black and white dog. Finally, two of the ladies I had asked called out to me and I saw that they were leading my little Lucy back. Thank GOODNESS I had reached out to them. Apparently Lucy ran out of the bushes, didn't see me so she backtracked and was in a completely different section of the trail.
Tears of joy as Lucy raced toward me and into my arms. She ain't a real baby but she's my baby.
5.27.2008
Barf session - there goes my lunch...
... If I get sick I am going to scream. It really would be just my luck that literally HOURS before we leave for vacation I become ill.
Monday blues on a Tuesday
How hard is it to motivate on a Tuesday after a long Holiday weekend? I am struggling over here. Luckily my 5am call got cancelled.
The countdown is on. 3 days till our trip. Definitely getting excited. I can't wait to get out of this cold town (what's up with the heat wave one weekend and rain/cold the next?) and get myself to warmer climates.
Yesterday was fun... a little get together at A's place. She is truly the model hostess (as well as a model friend, sister, daughter, employee, member of society -- if we weren't great friends, I'd probably hate her!) ; )
It was just so nice to chill with great people, enjoying great food/wine, and conversation. A perfect end to a relaxing weekend.
Maybe I'll be inspired to write more later today...
The countdown is on. 3 days till our trip. Definitely getting excited. I can't wait to get out of this cold town (what's up with the heat wave one weekend and rain/cold the next?) and get myself to warmer climates.
Yesterday was fun... a little get together at A's place. She is truly the model hostess (as well as a model friend, sister, daughter, employee, member of society -- if we weren't great friends, I'd probably hate her!) ; )
It was just so nice to chill with great people, enjoying great food/wine, and conversation. A perfect end to a relaxing weekend.
Maybe I'll be inspired to write more later today...
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