Poop
posted by Jen | 2:14 PM
We finally got to play softball last night. We were so rusty. I was playing second because Hillary was gone, and I got a bit beat up. It was my own fault - if I'd have caught those balls instead of letting them bounce off my glove and squirt up into my face I'd be OK. Nick also threw one to the elbow of my non-glove arm that hurt a bit. Plus, I was totally robbed of a hit by the diving-rolling catch one of their outfielders made. Honestly, I don't get so many hits that they need to make spectacular plays on me to shut me down!
Gavin's parents are coming down tonight to stay at our house. The Lunar Rendezvous fun run is tomorrow, and all the crazy people who like running are going to get up really early and go. I'm going to sleep. I'm still a bit behind from last weekend.
And now for productivity killing web links. Didn't get a chance to see Spiderman 2? This will give you the best points.
PLUS... Jo had some of these on her web site, and I picked my favorites. For the whole list click here.
You know you're a dog person if...
Gavin's parents are coming down tonight to stay at our house. The Lunar Rendezvous fun run is tomorrow, and all the crazy people who like running are going to get up really early and go. I'm going to sleep. I'm still a bit behind from last weekend.
And now for productivity killing web links. Didn't get a chance to see Spiderman 2? This will give you the best points.
PLUS... Jo had some of these on her web site, and I picked my favorites. For the whole list click here.
You know you're a dog person if...
- You have a kiddie wading pool in the yard, but no small children.
- You have baby gates permanently installed at strategic places around the house, but no babies.
- You can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there are nose-prints all over the inside.
- Poop has become a source of conversation for you and your significant other.
You have little songs that you sing to your dog, and she always wags when you sing, even though you can't carry a tune.
Your dog eats cat poop, but you still let her kiss you (but not immediately afterward, of course).
You like people who like your dog. You despise people who don't. - You talk about your dog the way other people talk about their kid.
- You get an extra-long hose on your shower-massage just so you can use it to wash your dog in the tub, without making the dog sit hip-deep in water.
- You have your dog's picture on your office desk (but no one else's).
- Your parents refer to your pet as their granddog, remember her birthday, and send her greeting cards and gifts.
- Your dog is the star of your World Wide Web site!
I know that was a rather minor point to name my post after, but come on! Poop is just a funny word. Kind of like bunny...

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