Is it gay?

What would you think if you saw a dog walking around with a pearl necklace?

I just got our dog a pearl necklace from Pier 1 today. She looks so cute :)

Don't Try This At Home

Although I have admitted to being ahorrible cook and later bragged about being a good cook I am officially saying I suck! No, I mean it. I am not saying it to get sympathy or compliments. I mean it. I SUCK!

Last week I found a recipe for turkey burgers with mango chutney. I love mango chutney so I was really looking forward to trying it out. The recipe called for mango chutney, sour cream, and other ingredients I had around the house so it wasn't a big deal. I followed the recipe's instructions and did everything it wanted me to but it didn't work. It was soggy and not firm enough to make patties. I was very disappointed that all that food went to waste. And even more that we had to go out and buy dinner.

B and I made a pact when we first started dating. If one of us cooked and it wasn't good then we would just go out to dinner. In the year and a half we have been dating yesterday was the first time we ever had to put the fact into effect. There have been many times when we were cooking grilled chicken or something equally unexciting and had cravings for a good hamburger or tacos when I wished the food would burn but it never happened.

So last night Lucy (the dog) and I voted that B would be the official cook of our house hold. I hope B is okay with that. We haven't told him yet.

Kate

The return of Kate the transgender cat. I was at my sisters house yesterday where I ran into Kate my sisters cat. They thought it was a female cat so they named her Kate. When they found out she was a he they started to call her Tiger but unfortunately the name Kate stuck. So this is Kate the Transgender cat.

Sit Bitch! Sit!

We just got back from dog training classes. We figured it would be good for Lucy to get some basic training. After trying to do the most basic of commands she refused to do it and as a result got labeled as stubborn.

She refused to sit. Sit. The most basic things all dogs should know how to do.

Oh, and she also stole the treats from the instructor. That little thieve.

I am going to practise the command sit with her. Maybe she will be able to master it by next time we go for training.

Sit Bitch! Sit!

Daddy and Jack

Meet Daddy and Jack. Jack is the one on it's belly and Daddy is the dominant one standing over Jack. These are the crawfish we adopted at the fish fry this past weekend.

Unfortunately we had to set them free. They were not looking very good so we decided to set them free in their natural habitat. This picture is of them trying to make a run for it and get back into the dirty water of some creek.

I use to like it when Daddy would crab on to my finger with its sharp little pinchers and make me bleed. Oh, the good times we shared. They will be missed.

Crawfish, Cougars and Drunks. Oh My!

It was an exciting weekend. Saturday I woke up at 6 a.m. to go to meet up with my running group where we worked on running up and down hills. It was exhausting but so much fun!

I then took the dog to the dog park and the farmers market. I also went with a friend to check out a loft he is thinking about renting. It’s in an old flower mill and they have used the old parts of the mill as decorations through out the building. The one he is getting has a fire door on one of the walls and a stairwell bolted on the ceiling.

Later that night B and I met up with a friend for drinks in Plano, one of the suburbs, where we were surrounded by Cougars. It was an interesting mix of people with a lot of older people but a good mix of young people. We kept looking at the Cougars and the men that want them as they went in for the kill.

Our friend’s neighbor was also there; by the time we got there he was drunk. So drunk that he kept asking us the same questions over and over again. At first it was funny but after a while it was annoying.

Sunday we were invited to celebrate a friend’s boyfriend’s birthday. He is from Louisiana and had a fish fry to celebrate his birthday. There was lots of gumbo, salmon, shrimp and crawfish. B and I had never had crawfish before so they showed us how to crack them and get the meat out. Some people also suck the heads but that was to nasty for us. So we just ate one and decided crawfish were not for us. They taste very earthy and it’s a lot of work to eat especially when you only have get about ½ an inch of meat from each crawfish.

At the party there was also a drunk, drunk, drunk lady who kept spilling on herself and falling over. Apparently she doesn’t get out often and was taking this opportunity to act a fool. She was talking on the side and the rest of us were talking and she tells me I am stupid for interrupting her. Mind you that she is drunk and has no clue what she is talking about so all I say is “you are drunk”. I am not big on confrontation, especially when someone is drunk and no matter what you tell them they will take it as confrontational so she was quitted down by one of her friends and later come by and gave me a hug when she was leaving. If you are going to act a fool you might as well just stay home. Here you are ruining someone’s birthday party and all because you can’t handle your liquor. The rest of us had a good time though, and she was taken home soon after.

B and I also picked up two new pets this weekend. There was a sack of crawfish lying on the floor and a lot of them were trying to escape their fates by clawing their way out of the mesh sack and hiding in the vegetation around them. B and I decided to save them form their deaths and ended up taking two of them home in a cup us as our new pets. We named them Jack and Daddy (there is a restaurant in seafood restaurant in the area called Daddy Jack’s). After researching what they eat we think we can keep them alive. We are going to get a fish bowl and some rocks keep them together. I will have to post pictures of Daddy and Jack once we get them their new home.

The Love is Over

I haven't written about this becuase the pain is still very fresh in my heart. Every time I think about it I get mad, sad, and I feel like I want to throw up a little.

It feels like the day I walked into the condo and found her there...laying on the floor with her legs up in the air wagging her tail. The bitch!

I walked in and found Lucy, B's dog, on the floor chewing on my pair of Prada sunglasses and wagging her tail. I was pissed and had to walk out of as B was disiplining her.

A week later, we go out for a jog and we are gone for no more than 30 minutes and I come home to my brand new, brand new, Ferragamo wallet on the floor half eaten.

I was pissed and this time took care of the dissipling myself. How could she? She went out of her way to get my stuff out of the side table by the couch and chew on it. Why not B's stuff? Why just mine? I have decided she hates me and is a cold calculted chewer.

Since that day, she has been banished to the kitchen while we are gone. She use to be able to roam the house while we are at work but not she is confined to the kitchen and she hates it.

My question is, why would she only chew on my stuff? She gets plenty of attention and we play with her all of the time.

Random

I have so much to share.

Did I mention I met the boyfriends family? Yeap. It's pretty serious.

I have been out of town for the last 4 weeks in a row.

I am going to NYC in July.

I gained 7 lbs.

My boyfriends dog hates me and peed in my bed (okay, she doesn't hate me, it was an accident but it makes it sound more exciting) (P.S. She has only done it once in 7 months).

I am starting an LLC.

My patio looks great, I now have lots of plants, furniture, a chandelier, bug repellant, and a fountain. I need to work on the back patio.

I have made two good friends in the last couple of months.

I have been out of the office more than I have been in the office this month and I love it. Makes me wish I was a house husband.

I have a great tan. I have been using the pool a lot and we went to Austin and went to Barton Springs.

I don't know how to swim but my boyfriend use to be a swimming coach. Guess who is learning how to swim? He is also giving one of my friends daughters lessons at the same time I get my lessons. She is 2 years old.

He also use to be a tennis coach. We have only played tennis once. I suck!

I eventually want to write about all of this but I haven't had time. Normally I get up and go to work. It's hard to leave my bed because my boyfriend gets to sleep in. He doesn't go in until much later…but he gets out of work at the same time. (lucky). After work I go to the gym (but I have gained weight). Then we meet up at my place and cook dinner. Normally we are in the kitchen together but one of us cooks and the other one helps. Then we watch t.v. or read and go to bed. It's not very exciting is it? But I like it. We made a decision that we were not going to be going out so much anymore. So now instead of going out 7 days a week we go out like once or twice a week.

That is it. I am still reading everyone's blogs.

My New Dog

These are the pictures of my new dog. I got him on Sunday and I have never been so excited.



His name is Lyon. I am thinking about changing it to Fatima.



Alright, he really isn't my dog. I am dog sitting for one of my friends for a month or two.

He is a bit weird though but he is cool.

He doesn't like to walk on grass.

He walks around in circles.

We are just getting to know each other and I am using this as a trial period for me. If I do well with him I will go ahead and get a dog later. But for not I don't think I am ready.

Breakups

For those of you who were laughing at my dating story yesterday (SM), I have news for you. As of 1:35 a.m. I am no longer dating/seeing writer guy. I may post more about that later.

In the meantime remember, dating more than one guy at a time is complicated.

In other news, I met a guy this morning while I was walking my dog. He has a beautiful smile, lives in my neighborhood, and has the cutest dog.

What dog you ask? I have a dog now :) I will post pictures later tonight. :)