I'm a bit behind.

My apologies to my five to tens of readers for my lack of posting lately.  November has been a busy time!  Lots of work, job hunting, the whole deal. 

I think I'm still in my Thanksgiving food coma.  I had THREE meals.  My parents came to town and Thursday afternoon we went to spend time with Scott's mom's side of the family.  That included a meal and snacks.  Then Thursday evening we went to Scott's dad and step-mom Diane's house for more sophisticated fare and what ended up being a classier version of a college party considering pretty much everyone got drunk.  It's better when you're getting toasty on wine and aged scotch over Keystone Light and Burnett Vodka right?  Anyway, it was a delightful evening that not all remember.  I was focused on the Aggie game so I managed to avoid most of the post-dinner alcohol.  Probably good for me since it seems to take me longer than most to get over an evening of drinking.  :) 

Then, Friday, amidst the backdrop of the ridiculously loud music and yelling from the d-bags next door, we had our small family Thanksgiving.  Speaking of, if the guys next door don't STFU, I'm going to lose it.  They've been here for two weeks and I already want to move.  I loved my loft until they moved in.  Hopefully we can work it out. 

Let's see, what has happened in the past month.  Cherry ate some stuff.  I bet you're shocked. 

She ate a lint-roller that day.  She tried to hide the remains of the lint-roller under the couch, but she neglected to take care of the sheets of sticky paper that were clinging to her legs.  Cherry fail.

Cherry also managed to run into a restaurant one night.  The bottom floor of our building is also a restaurant (Lucas Park Grille for those who care).  The door to Lucas Park Grille faces Washington Ave., and the door to our building faces the courtyard on 13th St., right around the corner.  But, the restaurant has a back door that opens into our lobby/elevator area.  The door is usually used by servers who prop it open while they run in to get a snack at the vending machine in our lobby.  Well that was happening one night when I came back in with the dogs.  I wasn't holding their leashes very tightly because it was a Thursday night around 10:45pm so I didn't think there would be much to worry about.  As we rounded the corner in the lobby to go to the elevator, a server walked out and propped the door open while he got a snack.  When he walked back, the door opened, and I guess Cherry saw that as her opportunity because she took off running towards the open door before I could stop her.  She ran into the restaurant and was greeting the servers in the back room by the time I got in there.  Awkward.  She's just a mess.

So Simple.

Anyway, there really hasn't been much else exciting me for these days.  I love that it's finally the holiday season.  The tree and lights are up!  I'll try to post pictures soon.  In the meantime, I'm off to surf the interwebs. 

My Beautiful Family

Check out this sweet pic of my dad, aunts, and uncles at my cousin Amy's wedding. 

Isn't it such a cool picture?  From right to left it's my dad (many of you know him as Chigger Chiggerito, and odds are he's 'liked' something on your Facebook- love you Dad!) ;), Aunt Diana, Uncle Gary, Aunt Barb, Aunt Andrea, and Uncle Jim.  The fam has been through quite a bit this year, so I'm really glad they all got to spend time together for a HAPPY reason.  I wish I could have been there and I hope we can have a little reunion next year when I get married.

Anyhoo, that's all I have to say.  Have a good night everyone!

Simple Cherry

Well I am back, and it's time for another rousing episode of Simple Cherry.

Truman had his vet appointment about a month ago, and last week was Cherry's turn.  Cherry must have known she was going to be subjected to an anal thermometer and a shot in her nostril because she decided to celebrate by eating a lamp and scattering hundreds of little craft popsicle sticks from the craft drawer all over the floor.  Good times for me to clean up.  I decided to worry about it later and we take off down the street to the vet.  The vet adventure started with Cherry knocking over a container of dog bones for sale as soon as we walked in the door.  The vet we go to is also a doggy daycare, groomer, and boutique, so she loves to see what kind of mess she can get into.  We got into the exam room, and I also had Truman with me because he was getting his ears checked.  So they started having a good time, and Cherry knocked over one of the dog skeleton jaws. Oops.  She then started eating it.  Never a dull moment.  Long story short, they're both completely healthy, and Truman even lost a pound!  If I was only 5 lbs away from my goal weight I'd cry with joy, but for him it's a crisis. 

Anyway, we start out for home and I decided to take them down a different street so we could stop off in the grassy patch for a quick pee break before I went back to work.  I get to the intersection, and even though I don't have a walk sign, there aren't any cars in the street and the nearest cars are several blocks down, so I figured I'd have time to cross before they got to us.  Well, I would have had plenty of time, but Cherry decided she couldn't wait to get to the grassy patch, and she drops her proverbial pants in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD and just starts peeing.  Truman kept walking so I start getting pulled in two different directions.  I try tugging on Cherry's leash but she is dead set on emptying her entire bladder in the middle of the road at Locust and Tucker.  I'm not sure what she drank all morning, or if lamps have the magical power to turn into bladder liquid, but she was literally peeing GALLONS in the road, and nothing I was doing was going to make her start walking again.  About halfway through, all the cars that were tiny little fly-size specks down the street are now stopped at their green light watching my dog pee everywhere.  I was beyond mortified.  I tried waving like "ha isn't this funny" but the general consensus among the stopped cars was that no, it wasn't funny at all.  Their faces were a mix of disgust, exasperation, and flat out anger.  I guess I know what it's like to be trying to get places, but maybe I'm just such a dog lover because while in the midst of all this I just started laughing.  How can you not laugh?  Maybe you can't, but I did.  Sorry to all the drivers that were privy to my dog's potty habits. 


So, that was that.  And now I'm off.  Please treasure this post.  I know I will.