October-Smocktober

So we sat around lazily doing nothing on Monday. After I had made hubby's breakfast & lunch, I was so tired that I sat in my recliner and almost fell asleep. Kelsey had let Bravo come upstairs and this is becoming a habit...he races up the stairs to see "grandma & grandpa"; begs for droppings as "grandma" is making "grandpa's" lunch; then tears around trying to play with Isabelle if she deigns to come down from her lofty sleep perch!

Then after Greg leaves, Bravo goes back downstairs to paw at the door (or whine) and Kelsey lets him in her room so that they can both sleep for a little while.

Slobbed around most of Monday; worked diligently on my ACDSee organization. I am deleting a lot of files that I really don't want now, but had kept anyway. Probably because I didn't know they were there. LOL! Some were very old. The quality of some were not acceptable to the way I work now. It is very easy to "clean house" with this program.

We took the dogs to the Vet on Tuesday; however - Dr. Mike was not there and instead a woman from the C-word state was there. Not that I have any problem with them. It just irritates me when somebody continuously keeps referring to "this is the way things were done when I was in C..." or "when I lived in C this is what happened..." Well listen. You don't live there anymore. You live HERE. So get used to it.

Arriving promptly for our appointment (Dr Mike is also very punctual about his schedule) we had to wait 20 minutes in the small exam room before she finally arrived. No nurse came in to advise us that the doctor was on an emergency or anything else. I can only assume that she is SLOW. So after about 12 of these references in a matter of 8 minutes about the C-word reference, I was fuming. Then she drags the dog away to adminster his shots & cut his toenails. Now, this is not professional behavior in anybody's opinion. The dog is calmer if the owner helps to hold it. What the heck is the examining room for? So we stood around for another 10 minutes until she brought the dog back-we were not even certain the dog RECEIVED his shots... the receptionist even forgot to schedule a follow up appointment. So we decided to make the appointment when we brought Isabelle in later.

Unable to find her leash, we took Isabelle in; and the office had none of their customary 10 leashes hanging out in the entryway. So I had to ask..."are there any leashes available (all the time thinking to myself that there is no way in hell that 10 leashes would be used at a single time. This is a SMALL town. Maybe one dog every hour visits this doctor...) The receptionist looked at me dumbly and responded..."Aren't there any in the entryway?" No. Lady. I'm. Dumb. I. Wouldn't. Possibly. Think. Of. Looking. There. Duh.

The staff finally found a leash while Isabelle was nervously trying to avoid capture. She followed me into the office sans leash & I attached it once we were in the room! Convinced her to climb up on the weight scale and found that she had gained 3 pounds. Poor dog. We haven't been diligent in biking every night. But it might just be that she has more lean muscle mass which weighs more. (Yeah sure. Tell yourself that, you numb-nut.)

An aside here - on Saturday, we watched a tv program on the BBC America called "Fat Pets"; which showed several poor dogs that could barely walk. After being told by the vet that if a certain dog did not have a serious change of lifestyle including diet & exercise that he would die within one year, the woman went home and stated to the camera while feeding the dog 6 pieces of cake "I know I really shouldn't be doing this". Kelsey & I laughed hysterically. Fat, overweight, waddling dogs. It was so pathetic, it was laughable. We could not believe that people would actually abuse their dogs in this manner. So even tho Isabelle tipped the scales at a little more than what she should have done - we did control her diet & exercise so that the result is that she is, in fact, leaner.

Isabelle did not like the new female fill-in doctor at all. She shied away from her; then the doctor gave us some double-speak medical gargon so we had no idea what she was doing. Finally advising us that the bump on her leg might be cancer and that she needed an x-ray; we made a follow-up appointment for the following day.

After arriving home and finding Greg had started working the plow teeth for VZ in his shop, we told him the story. He advised that he would rather have Izzy visit with her usual doctor that she has seen since she was a baby puppy.

I called the vet and re-scheduled for Thursday when Dr. Mike would return.

On Wednesday we had decided to attend the Linens-N-Things Liquidation Sale after watching on the news that my favorite linen store was going out of business post bankruptcy...We called the local store only to be told they did not know when the actual sale would be starting. They were still selling their things at full price.

Lolly-gagging around home seemed to be adviseable as we had nothing further planned. I ran out of coffee around 11AM, so I had Kelsey haul my fat ass in her brand new Jeep down to the latte stand. Where, they now have EGG NOG flavored lattes. Indulgence. Awww. Sweet pleasure. Egg nog for the next 3 months...

We also ran into my husband and Kelsey's father...who told us that Kevin Reese & his father would be willing to talk with her at the Twin Lakes home they are building. They are agreeable to be the contractors for her if she decides to purchase a lot over in Spoky-Jo/Airway Heights. Arriving to walk-thru the home, we studied the excellent quality work that they had put into building the spec home. So Kelsey was very excited. Now all she has to do is:

1/find a lot

2/establish financing

3/purchase said lot

4/find draftsman

5/decide on house plan

6/pay for blueprints

7/give Reese's blueprints

8/have contractor build home

9/decide on furnishings

10/have mental breakdown

A fairly easy accomplishment. Should only take about 4-6 months! All by herself. Without her husband.

After going shopping at Super One, we drove home in almost total silence. I know that Kelsey was turning over the enormous, overwhelming project in her mind. Advising her that we could talk to her dad, then we would help with everything we could...we unloaded groceries and proceeded to veg out for the rest of the day. I took a late nap just prior to the presidential debates. (Should have taken a nap DURING the debates)

Greg came home - Kelsey made spaghetti for dinner. We watched the new South Park.

Went to bed. Enuf said.