What Would Jen Do

Archive for July, 2007

In the 5.5 years we’ve been together, Icey and I have been apart approximately 1.5 nights.    I’m not bitter at all about the .5 part, it’s the 1 full night that I’m probably going to be angry about for the rest of my life.   when you get married, do not expect my boyfriend to spend the night in VEGAS with you for your bachelor party.  EVER.  it won’t happen, it’s not a good enough excuse for me to be all alone in my big house with scared dogs who don’t understand why their daddy is gone.    and do you really want me mad at you for that?

so in about 6 months he’s leaving me again, this time for multiple nights, for work. But the worst part is, it’s VEGAS again. Vegas is taunting me.   Pretty soon i’m going to stop believing that all these things just ‘happen to be in Vegas’.

it’s almost my birthday and i’ll be three to the three and phrainq is pretty happy that i’ll be a whole number older than him again.    some friends brought me an early birthday cake over the weekend because i love CAKE!    i’m really hoping phrainq bakes me a spongebob or winnie the pooh cake.

 the tiny dad was busted for DUI.  Icey says he was probably drinking Coronitas.

I really don’t even know what to say about this.

The voodog had a vet appt today and was given a clean bill of health.   It’s unclear what caused his eye problem, but the good news is he’s ok.   Last year his butt, this year his eyes, next year something in the middle i assume.

You can’t really see him in this picture, because it’s from my phone, and he does look an awful lot like the late great Spike Lee.   But here is Mrs. Bojangles.

I’m sitting next to my special fish friend, Mrs. Bojangles, who is actually a boy. But I gave him a girl’s name, cuz I’m playing a trick on him..

Mrs. Bojangles is really a boy. 

R.I.P. Spike Lee

P Hizzle and I had a little funeral this afternoon.   He was old, he had a good life.  

The Voo can open his eyes today!!!   He was in pretty good spirits even when it was very obvious his eyes were effed up, but this morning he was in a really super great mood and woooo’d at me half the morning.   those of you who know Voo know the wooooo.     he only does that when things are good.   he’d just walk up and woo at me and then walk away.

He’s got high cholesterol but so far all of his tests have come back negative.  we’re just waiting on a few more.   i’m just really happy his eyes don’t look like they hurt anymore.

My dog is the sick and i am the sad.    He’s got some crazy eye infection or something, they aren’t sure what and we won’t know until the test results come back.   which could be days.    I could die.    I can barely get off the couch and I’m pretty sure i’m not going to work tomorrow.  AGAIN.    because i can’t.   people are going to start gossiping about the crazy little blonde girl who stayed home from work for a week because her dog was sick.    well, he’s my kid, i deserve to stay home with him and eat way too much chocolate.  drink way too many sodas.  and play a whole lot of online poker.    this is why i keep so much carryover vacation.  for emergencies.  this is an emergency!  i will stay home with my baby!

he seems 99% fine.  he’s in good spirits, still eats his favorite treats and wags his tail at you.   it’s just that he’s got the ooky eyes that he can barely open.

MY  POOR BABY!

my body actually hurts from the lack of movement.    if i liked massages this would be a really good time to get one.    maybe some chinese food and wine and a hot bath will help. as long as the voo is within eyeshot.

54%

unnacceptable, i need to make a few changes, such as be able to run further, have more non perishables in the house and become an expert marksman.

the good news is my boyfriend has like a 90% chance of survival. the bad news is that he has no qualms about shooting me in the head.

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