Summertime

Note to English majors- I'm typing this out on my phone... There will be loads of typos.
Potato, Bug and I arrived home from our visit to Chicago late Sunday night. When we got home we were greeted by The Catman's cats. I was relieved to see one of them because it had recently run away when I opened the door. However my relief that the Catman's pride and joy was alive and well quickly diminished when the cat tried to invite itself into my apartment... even though I have half a dog (I don't think they even noticed each other). I don't understand this man. I've never had a cat but they seemed like easy enough pets to please. Letting them play in the hallway where they can easily get out just seems, well, dumb. This guy was distraught searching for the cat over the next couple of days. I saw him searching and screaming for it in the park a couple of times (boy did he look crazy). I guess he is one of the reasons we are looking to move.
The five days spent in Chicago were fun. I spent my time almost exclusively with family. Father's day was pretty awesome cause my pops seemed in a really giddy mood. Even in softball, where his children were making The Coach look pretty bad, he still seemed amused and not embarrassed. I thought he might be ashamed of our missed pop-ups and grounders (and Kevin's general behavior) but he really seemed to be enjoying himself.
This week I've got a couple of goals. First I'd like to get my puppy's man-parts taken care of/taken off. Also, I need to start looking for a new job for reasons best talked about in person. I'm bummed though. I did really like working with baby and her big head. It'll be tough to have to leave.
I have also been debating going to school to either finish some degree or get into a dental hygienist program.'but we'll see if any of those ideas actually pan out.

June Goal

I've set a goal for myself that I'd like to have an Etsy shop up and running by the end of June.  I have no time for blogging.  I must learn how to use a camera.

Bug has far more sense than me.  When I wake him up this early for a walk he just goes right back to bed.  Lucky dog.

Final score 9-22... ouch

Softball Season

I've pretty much given up on the White Sox for the year.  It would be nice if they turned things around but I'm not going to keep my hopes up.

Cute face Peef

Anyway, Potato and I have our first softball game tonight.  My hopes aren't that high for this team either.  Here's why:
- We haven't practice or even met yet
-We aren't scheduled to come early to warm up/work out a lineup
-The shirts are 15 bucks a pop
And the real kicker - I'm worried about the team "manager."  They emailed us asking if their team dues could be cover by the rest of the team for "organizing fees."  I guess that would be fair if they actually organized a practice or sorted out getting a sponsor.  All they've really done thus far is sign us up, asked us for money, and find a place that will make us expensive team shirts (there's a 4 for $10 deal at Walgreen's right now on softball shirts).  This makes me miss Blue Jeans, Moose, and Pops as team captains.   
I know this is a bogus post but so is making the rest of the team pay for a captain that isn't organizing anything.  Maybe by next week we'll have our act together.  

April showers brings a lot of April worms

About a week ago we took Bug to the park to meet one of his own, a 4lb chihuahua named Sammy. It was the worst.  Bug barked for a solid 45mins at Sammy.  Sammy  barked at first and then seemed to get bored and realized that Bug is just a big bully.  The end result: Potato played with Sammy - Bug peed on Potato. 

Bug at the park/backyard 

 These pictures are all taken on one of the walks Bug and I went on.  We try to walk to the end of the park and back.  On hot days, Bug requires carrying.  da nxt 2 pix r da front n bak o da hill.
You can't quite tell in this picture, but this hill that I'm standing on is a great sledding hill.  Last time Moose was visiting we went sledding down this hill on a piece of cardboard.  I felt a little old, hungover, and out of shape to be sledding... but it was a very enjoyable afternoon.  Afterwards we met up with Reed at Crunchy's.  We didn't talk much... just screamed "REEEEEDDD!"

Another fond memory of this hill is when Moose (notice a theme?) and Peef came and visited.  This time, we shot of "quiet fireworks" on top of the hill.  At least, I requested they be quiet.  Instead, they were roman candles that sounded like gun shots/a gang war.  Needless to say, we ran like 14-year-olds back into the apartment hoping the cops didn't get called.  

Note:  at the top of this picture is a patch of cement.  That's a parking lot to a baseball field.  (The reader should appreciate this as being awesome.)

Though I quite like this park, there's a good chance we'll be leaving it soon.  Potato and I are looking to move to a house with some friends of ours.  I figure this is the last time in our lives that we'll be able and willing to live with people.  I think it'll be an interesting experience.    

Anyway, Potato and I will be back for mom's day and a few regular days after that.  Perhaps we'll meet up with Kstillz and some other family members.  

Long time no blog

It's hard to blog when you have a dog that likes to sit on your hands and computer as you type.

I don't want this to turn into a dog blog but I can't help mention a few things about Bug as he has become a a big part of my life.  I'd say that overall he's a pretty good dog.  He initially barked a lot at other dogs and people but is getting much better at that with training.  Also he has been pretty good about not peeing in the house (however, yesterday, he ironically peed on a roll of paper towels).  He is learning how to play fetch.  At first he would just run to his toy and look at it and then you. I should mention that I thought this was really amusing and was debating teaching him that this is how fetch is played but Potato didn't like this idea.
Bug had a pretty good meet-and-greet with the family last weekend.  He was very cuddly with everybody and he even broke a few hearts.  I was a proud mama.

It has taken me more than I expected to really love Bug.  I think this is because he's not fat.  I prefer my dogs to be fat and stupid looking.  Slowly but surely, I'm starting to fall for him and his dumb dances and odd ears.

So a couple of weekends ago was April Fools day.  I don't often pull pranks for this holiday but this year I faked an engagement to Potato on Facebook.  For the record, I texted both mine and Potato's parents before  changing my status.  I was shocked to see how many people commented/called/texted me about it.  The best by far was Uncle Lar, in typical Uncle Lar fashion, calling Pops at work to find out the details.  In second place was DStillz saying that he hoped it wasn't to Potato.  By the end of the day I felt pretty bad about tricking so many people and so many people that I hadn't talked to in years.  I tried to tip people off by posting a ridiculous engagement ring but it didn't seem to help.

 My response to most of them was "I'm 24-years-old.  I'm not getting married."  But to be honest, that excuse sounded a lot better when I was 23...

Potato and I went home last weekend for his birthday/to do my taxes.  Friday we went to the Sox game with a huge crew.  Saturday Potato went to a friend's football game and followed it up with drinks at The Rail with friends.  

FYI - I've been listening to La Roux - I'm Not Your Toy on repeat this whole time.  I'm a horrible roommate.