gotshoo?

What-a-week! The Starbucks lady set the tone for the rest of the week, for sure. I haven’t been able to keep up with myself, needless to say, my girlfriend, house, dog, or this blog.

GTG caught my sickness from last week and has been miserable with a stuffy head. I’ve tried to make it up to her by making a late night delivery bringing her cough drops, chocolate milk, and NyQuil. Not even the Cardinals pushing ahead with 5-0 victory last night could cure her stuffiness.

My house is a mess. Just plain and simple. (Mostly contained in the kitchen)
Buddy… that dog. He was wired like Frankenstien last night. He was behaving oddly the whole night. Not able to sit still for more than 30 seconds and barking at everything within a 30′ radius. I later discovered that he was poppin’ pills. He had tore open a package of cold pills. Must have had the doggy sniffles. Well, he took one too many and was up till 3am! And guess who was up with him? Me. I am draggin’ tail today - that’s why. BTW, he is doing fine, pills finally wore off.

I have sat down 5 other times this week to write some kind of post. Each time: delete.