Gas Food Lodging

Ok so, kids are lame. Talk of them, and how to get the biggest bang for the buck for families at Disneyland became the main subject for my lunch walk with Barry & Al. I was even cut loose at the end of it, so they could trade information around 'fast-passes' and stroller strategies while I skedaddled in pursuit of Mr. Freezies. Bah. Worse still, I've been exposed more than once lately to Adoption Stories and the slightly more biologically icky Birth Stories, and I'm getting traumatized.

Of course, dogs are not all just fleas, floppy ears and tails that go WHACK. Lately, Dallas has been brushed, bathed, shaved, vacuumed up after, is now being first chased and then rubbed down with 'Shed-stopper' (guaranteed or my money back...) daily, and she's now being forbidden the bedroom at night, so the Allergic-One can have one fur-free zone in the house during peak shedding season. Tonight I'll wrap her entirely in papyrus, so she can sleep at my side, while keeping body fur perfectly intact. This is all after the $250 clipper purchase and recent $300 vet visit to learn that yes indeed- she's fine. (those funny lumps are just fat, and what are you looking at, anyway?)

I'm staying late today, because there's a birthday party tonight!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBIN!!
ROBIN IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!
BIRTHDAY!!
BIRTHDAY!!
BIRTHDAY!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBIN!!

Wheeeeee!!!!

But before I can reach the Land of Toys with Robin and the other naughty boys, there's the little matter of a birthday present to be buying!!

Hmmm... now let's quiet down and think for a moment. First moodiness and now hoopla in this blog. A little off-kilter for my liking. Let's have a Problem Statement: What can I get for a good friend who's turning his golf score (sure, sure), and has been my trusty side-kick through many a dusty and intrepid adventure?? (That's a real question- his party's in an hour and a half, and I haven't bought anything yet...). Ummm... There are Girl Guide cookies in the building, but that was vetoed ( WHY should they be vetoed??). Uhhhhhhh... I know he wants either a Honda Element or a Jeep BigWheels... [checks empty bank balance...]

Ok, turning to the tried and true solution. Details tomorrow.