Saturday, December 15, 2012

Hodgepodge 12.0

Aw shoot, I missed out on an incredible opportunity!  I should have written this on 12-12-12.  Then it would have been Hodgepodge 12.0, 12-12-12.  Oh well, we can't always be perfect.

Puppy Chow
I made over 5lbs of puppy chow for the obedience club's holiday potluck tomorrow. Any leftovers will be donated to the wonderful folks at Village Veterinary Hospital. Village Vet staff, you have been warned.

Too Many Dogs
I have too many in the house right now.  Selma was so close to having a forever home, but now we're back to square one, yet again.  I will say this again... she's not staying. Yes, I like her - but I'm her foster mom - it's my job to like her. Regardless, she needs to be elsewhere by February.


Speaking of too many dogs...
I have a sixth dog here until Sunday.  She's a nine year old owner-turn-in, and thankfully her breeder is more than willing to take her back.  Say what you will about breeders, but the good ones do their part to ensure no life they've brought into the world ends up burdening rescue. It really says a lot for a breeder when they happily take back a senior dog with health issues instead of letting rescue pick up the pieces.  Anyway, her name is Princess.  She's kind of stiff in the rear end and needs to gain a fair amount of weight, but she sure is cute and sweet.  Yeah, I put her in monkey pajamas...



I hate high-definition films and TV.
I know it's the rage right now, but I hate it. Hate, hate, hate it. Here's the deal... movies ask the viewer for a suspension of disbelief, but HD doesn't honor that. It's so crisp and real, you can tell the characters are actors.  You can tell the scenes are sets.  Instead of watching a story, HD forces you to watch a bunch of actors play out a story.  It's so real that it's clearly fake, and that frustrates me.  On the other hand, Okami looks sick in HD!  Sick as in 'awesome' - not sick as in 'vomit-inducing.'

I sometimes tend to be over-dramatic, especially about my nerdier interests and hobbies.
On December 10th, I described my morning via Facebook as 'bad, as in earth shattering sadness and disappointment, followed up by shameful embarrassment.'  No, I'm really okay. Seriously. It wasn't actually that bad.  Basically, I discovered what appeared to be a paparazzi photo of my favorite actor holding what appeared to be an adorable, squishy little Doberman puppy.  I freaked out like a fangirl, and for more than an hour was really excited at the thought of said favorite actor and me sharing a common interest in Dobermans.  I was caught up in the fantasy of suddenly asserting myself as said actor's Best Friend Forever, and we'd take our Dobermans for walks and playdates and we would be best friends and it would be awesome.  In my search to learn more about the photo, I revealed my (platonic) love for this actor to a group of like-minded yet completely unknown individuals, and was curtly informed that the photo was an old one* and that the puppy wasn't his.  I was shattered.  I was so ridiculously sad. I should have known he wouldn't have gotten a puppy recently... I was such an idiot for thinking he'd have gotten a puppy! But at the same time, I couldn't stop laughing at myself and my pathetic nerdiness.  Four days later, and I'm still laughing at myself. (* I should have known... that was his 2010 haircut. Damn you, puppy, you distracted me into not seeing all the variables in the photo!)

Mysterious Packages
I received two Scentsy bars in the mail today.  They weren't marked, and I didn't recognize the return address or name.  Whoever sent them... thank you!  I love Scentsy!  If I ever find out who sent them and why, I'll be sure to post an update.

Boozin' It Up
Speaking of Scentsy.... I had a great time tonight at Aryn's Scentsy Party.  I think I spent too much, but that's pretty typical when I come in close contact with smelly wax. Aryn provided slushy wine from Prairie Berry and it was delicious. Tomorrow, it'll be rum and Cokes at the holiday potluck! Drinking twice in a row, that's got to be a record for me. (Shut up, I'm not a big drinker! Stop laughing!)

The Swanson Pyramid of Greatness
Why does it seem like my husband and I (and Julie C.) are the only people that love Parks and Recreation?  Seriously guys, it's a great show.  It's got the spark that made The Office so wonderful a few years ago, and yet I've only met a few other people that regularly watch it. Ron Swanson is my hero.  Netflix and Hulu have most of the episodes, so go watch Parks and Rec.  



Random Photo:  My kitty Jacques, wearing a holiday scarf.  The End.


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