The vet

I took Atticus to the vet this afternoon.  He's been whimpering about his ear so I thought he might have an ear infection.  He doesn't.  But it wasn't all in vain because he got caught up on his vaccinations.

Waiting semi-patiently for the vet to be ready

Afterwards we went to the dog park to work off all the anxious energy built up at the vet.  Fun, but I have had no time for a nap. 

Tonight's going to be a long one.

If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth.
~ Chief Seattle of the Suquamish Tribe, letter to President Franklin Pierce

Measuring my life

I think of all the things that I do on a consistent basis, I can say with utmost certainty that embarassing moments take up a lot of my time.  I can measure my life in these moments and the moments afterwards in which I actually hope that for once, the floor WILL open up and swallow me whole.

Today, after Zumba, I'm walking in the parking lot with my friend Michelle and looking at the new schedules the Y just posted.  Next thing I know, i'm skidding across the pavement.  Apparently I missed a set of steps.  Luckily it was only two steps, because otherwise I probably would have caused myself some serious injury.  I'm looking at my ankle now and wondering if its bruised, sprained, or just humiliated. 

Michelle was no help.  As I sat there red faced and blushing and giggling, Michelle was literally doubled over in laughter.  It took her several tries to pull me up because she was laughing so hard. 

Oi.

My only saving grace was that this happened outside, and I had 2 rows of parked cars in between me and the building, so hopefully no one really saw me. 

Hopefully.

I don't have any relevant pictures, so here's a picture of the cupcake I ate the other day.  Very Vanilla.

Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past. ~ Jack London

Sometimes I'm a horrible person

As I went into the YMCA the other day I saw something that made me laugh.  I didn't say anything because I wanted to get my workout in before I drug out my phone to take a picture.

After my workout, sweaty stinky me goes up to the main counter...phone out (set to camera).

Guy behind the counter:  "Um...can I help you?"

Me, focusing my camera on my prey:  "Nope".

*click*

Guy behind the counter is looking a little irritated.

Me:  "Oh, your sign is misspelled".

Guy behind the counter turns the sign around and confers with the 3 ladies behind the counter.

I guess they finally figured it out because when I went to the Y yesterday, the sign was fixed.

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still. ~ Jean Rhys

Atlas vs. Mutant

My life has been weird lately.  I joined the YMCA so I'm currently taking advantage of that membership as much as possible.  That means going to the gym 3-5 days a week.  No longer am I zumba'ing twice a week in a tiny little room with 20 other people, but I'm sweating in public with 100+ other people within shouting distance.  Zumba days I'm in a gym with 150 other people.  Yesterday I got a strength training survey so a computer could tell me which weight machines I should use.  Its weird.  I'm like one of those people whose life statuses read: "work, gym, dinner with the girls", "work, gym, shopping...." etc etc etc. 

Its almost like I'm turning into a mutant.  A semi-recognizable version of my former lazy self.

This morning at work, I got one of the highest compliments I could from my supervisor.  He told me that for the 3 hours I stayed over into day shift yesterday, I carried the entire shift by myself.  Despite having two coworkers there.  Nothing went wrong, even having a confusing call for service at a jurisdictional boundary.  He looked for something to contact us on (to improve our work performance), but could find nothing.

That comes at a good time, I think because I've been feeling blah at work. 

Oh yeah, and I got a certificate (woo!) for a project that took me a year to complete.  Its more than that, but its hard to explain.  So I'm just going to say I got a certificate. 

AND, in all the hullabaloo with the gym and being busy etc, I'm trying even harder to get Atticus to the park and out for walks.  I don't want him to feel left out. 

He got in the car the other day and this is his immediate position.  He knew good things were about to happen. 

*deep breath*

Too bad I still can't fly.

Don't be yourself - be someone a little nicer. 
~ Mignon McLaughlin

REC

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY PAPA!!!!

My dad was a stud.

My dad and his dad.

Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.
~ Gloria Naylor

A pre-work nap...

Trying to take a pre-work nap...its not working....


Attie's tired from chasing dogs at the park for 90 minutes this afternoon.  I'm tired from watching him....























My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am. ~ Author Unknown

Dorothy

I'm glad my promised 5 posts are over because its back to work tomorrow....

My  new red shoes.  (Goodwill baby!)  Atticus was feeling left out. 

Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doing my own thing
Walking tall against the rain...
~ Rihanna