JACK DOG for President 2016 (who’s with me?)
This week was a really chill one. How about yours? It’s been in the 70s all week which has been spectacular. This weekend we’ve got a few things planned…a friend’s birthday to celebrate, some spring cleaning to do, meeting a friend who’s in town from the east coast, etc. Should be fun. Hope you guys all have a great weekend. In parting, I thought I would share with you a funny story that happened this morning:
6:30am. Blarf…Blarf… BLARF that’s the sound of our dog heaving. “Push her off the bed!” I yell as if I’m the all-knowing captain of this sinking ship. She hits the ground with a thud. Blarf….Blarf…”get her off the rug!”… BLARRRRPGHHHHHFFFF, she throws up. “I’ll get it” Trey says, stumbling into the kitchen to get the paper towels and enzyme cleaner from under the sink. I check to make sure she’s ok. She’s ok, we close her out of the bedroom in order to sleep because once she’s up, she’s UP.
6:45am. She has better plans. Like whimpering because she has been shut out from our life, seemingly forever. “Just ignore it”, Trey whispers. The whimpers slowly die off. “Yesss” I think to myself.
7:30am. Howling ensues. We can’t ignore the howling because we have neighbors and it’s still early. I immediately regret teaching her how to howl. I open the door just a crack and whisper-yell expletives into the living room. The cat pushes through the crack of the door and runs in; Keeper follows in hot pursuit after her, attempting to corral her into the corner of the bedroom. Well, f*** it, we’re up.
8:17am. “I’ve got to make the 8:25 bus”, Trey says from the closet. “Are you sure you can make it?”, I ask while pulling one pant leg on. “Yeah I think I can…(looks around)…have you seen my belt?” We look around the closet for it. “Wait..did…did Keeper steal my belt?” he asks. We simultaneously glance into the living room to see his brown leather belt sitting in the middle of the floor. Keeper had dragged it out from the closet, likely paraded it around the living room, then abandoned it. Meanwhile Jack sits patiently by the door, ready to go outside. Trey leaves, and I follow shortly after.
8:27am. My phone buzzes, it’s a text from Trey. “I missed the bus”.
So, in short, border collie pup for sale. $50 OBO. Just kidding, have a rad weekend everybody! Here are a few things that caught my attention this week:
This dog is the coolest (I might be a little biased).
Style musings with the legendary Kim Gordon.
On new reactions.
In love with the feel of this home.
How to water an air plant.
Pretty, for spring.
I’ve been noticing everyone wearing these.
Coconut is the new quinoa.
Lena Dunham’s take on the Kesha trial.
Father John Misty’s reaction at the Grammy’s made me laugh.
Above photo found here.