Peep Dog.



Saturday, Heylove was the only physical embodiment of marshmallow Peep appreciation at this year's Peep-Off. I made this costume out of felt and brown pom-poms. It took me about 20 mintues to put it together and it stayed on all day.

No, she didn't eat any Peeps. That would have been canabalistic!

I fell sucker to marketing


...and I bought Sofia Mini. Canned, sparkling white wine, comes with a straw and fancy packaging.

I had one last Saturday. It sure was sparkling white wine, not very remarkable in regards to taste, but I felt cool drinking it.

http://www.sofiamini.com/

Weekender



Heylove's top 3 weekend times:
1. Winning a prize at puppy class
2. Going to the dog park for the first time
3. Playing with kids in the back yard all day Sunday

Today the little beast is recouperating after her exciting weekend. Good news: no liver shunts. Bad news: neurological evaluation needed. More bad news: puke count is up to about 4 times over the last two days. Poor thing. I'm heading home today for lunch to make her cottage cheese and rice. That's like soup and crackers for dogs.

Everybody got they cups, but they ain’t chipped in.


Now this types of shit happens all the time, you got to get yours but fool I gotta get mine.

There is so much wisdom to be gleaned from rap songs. This is one of those gems. I don't mean to be overly bitter about anything, but I think that it's only responsible to pay your fair share if you go out with a big group. Be clear, ask what you owe and to whom. I mean, unless you're really fucking charming. In which case the charming person would have to do a tap dance on the table or tell at least three killer jokes. Work for it.

If I'm ever guilty of this, I probably just didn't know. Tell me. I won't be mad.