After an intense and super stressful week, I took the weekend to relax. It felt so wonderful. Woke up Monday morning sickies. Yuck. Crash and burn.
stress –> relaxation –> immune system crash and burn –> sick
I took some anti-nausea meds and drove the 300 feet to Kmart-Fall-Apart (it’s like three houses down from where I live and normally I walk there, but it seems like 300 miles when your sick) and stocked up on all my favorite comfort foods:
- cherry jello
- tapioca pudding
- noodle and vegetable soup (sans chicken – it grosses me out)
smashed tatoes(Kmart-Fall-Apart doesn’t sell potatoes, sad…) chicken broth(they don’t sell that either…)
- and of course, lots of tea
|This is her I-really-don’t-like-you-right-now face.|
|She loves the hair dryer part, though.|
|And then it’s time for….|
|PUPPY TIME! Zoom, zoom.|
“Weird. Did the neighbors get a dog?”
Then it hit me. Nope. That’s MY dog. In the neighbors yard. What the…??? I went over to the neighbors’ backyard hands and pockets loaded with “cookies” (dog treats). Catching Elle off her leash is like trying to catch a chicken (that’s an all too perfect analogy). She may be all sweet and cute in the pictures, but when she gets loose, she’s out of control. I’m not even kidding. She thinks we’re playing. This dog can run at super sonic speeds.
|Note: I did not take this picture as I was trying to catch her. This was taken last summer.|
Well, Elle, we’re not playing this time.
After playing cat and mouse for a few minutes, she surrendered with her tail between her legs because she knew she was a bad dog. I coaxed back into my arms and carried her back home. I think because she has her backyard to roam free, she doesn’t understand what to do when she’s off her leash. We’ll have to work on that with her. I blocked off the dog door and went into the back yard to figure things out. She’s not a digger, so I had no idea how in the world she got over to their yard, until I saw in the back corner where the fence is about half a foot off the ground. BINGO. She low crawled under the fence. Smart dog. I went and bought one of those little garden fence things (thank goodness Walmart still had some garden stuff left!!) and covered the spot up. Try escaping now, Houdini.
I had to laugh when I saw this picture. Because this dog and Elle have nothing in common.
I think I’ll make pickled banana peppers or pepper jelly this weekend. Stay tuned.