Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Attempt #2, cause I'm no quitter.






If this comes out all wopperjawed crazy, blame the system, not the author. I think I'll just post some more random pictures and you can draw your own conclusions. I'll supply the crayons.

Fostering at The Roo Zoo





Here she is. All 28.7 lbs of her. She's a lab/ hound mix, 14 weeks old. Her ears are bigger than Dumbo's and she walks like she's got bricks tied to her feet. She's a clumsy little pupster!


And here is the scrumbly-umbly-umpcious edible arrangement that appeared at my front door on my birthday! I was really surprised and suddenly, hungry. Those aren't moldy strawberries, they're covered in chocolate. :D
The other pics are all the fruit packed away. No grocery shopping for me this week! And the guts of the arrangement, 2 heads of lettuce!


Ok, after struggling for an hour to get 4 pictures up, I am done. You can unscramble the captions on your own. I have faith that you can tell the difference between a dog and fruit cut to look like flowers. I am done. Time to walk 90 lbs of dogs!

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Two more days, Lady!

I signed myself up for a ladies-only gym today. You may have heard of it. It's called Curves and I l-o-v-e love it. Well, the woman who was filling out some paper work about me had to ask my age. I'm 25. BUT, I made the stupid mistake of saying "Oh, I'll be 26 on Friday." And so she wrote down 26 in the age spot. "But I'm 25 for two more days." She said it didn't matter. This was the first time I felt old. Ever. The woman filling out my paper work must have been 276. She made me feel old all because she didn't care that I was still 25. Oh, and teenagers at grocery stores call me Ma'am. It's not horrible, but it sounds bad here cause of this redneck-ish southern twang that some Ohio-ans have. So sometimes "Ma'am" sounds like a sheep is saying "Ma'a'a'a'a'a'am"

Deep breath.

Not much has changed here. Upon glancing at my sister in law's bloggy, I noticed that mine is lacking. I hope my late night nonsense makes up for it. Eh. Maybe I'll have a round of insomnia later and I'll add some more. That's all for now. My dryer buzzeth.