Saturday, August 25, 2012

Hot and Bothered

Good Morning, Friends!

Not a whole lot went on yesterday in the life of Stacy.

I ran 3.5 sweaty miles.  I came inside and alerted Justin, who was getting ready to leave for golf, that it was F#$%& hot outside and he was going to be miserable.

He was like, “Really? It’s supposed to be nice out today.”

Me, as I paced around drinking water and breathing heavy, “Nope. It SUCKS out there. It’s humid and HOT!”

He just snickered, “oommkay.” and continued his business of getting ready.  Clearly, not fostering my current state of agitation toward our climate and mother nature in general.


For some reason, my run left me hot and bothered.

I leashed up the girls in all my sweaty glory and took them for a one mile walk. By the time I got back, I was cooled off and let Justin know that it was, in fact, beautiful outside. And not at all humid.

He was like, “Thought so, there’s only like 20% humidity out there today.”

I don’t think I ran long or hard enough to get my endorphins flowing.

Big mistake. HUGE. (name that movie)

After getting everyone up and around the for day, I had planned on lifting weights, but had no energy.  I ended up reading a romance novel.

In other news

Sara has been itchy the past few weeks and her scratching and licking of herself was getting progressively worse.  I thought she just needed a bath, but after taking her, she was still scratching and licking all. night. long.

Poor Sara.

So, off to the vet we go.


I’m sorry you have to see how I allow myself to go out in public (I put on a bra and panties so Justin was proud).  Notice how you see less and less of me?!  After the first one, I was like BAH! why didn’t I put some mascara on? Or some anti-wrinkle cream. So, I was like, maybe just half my face. Nope. Okay, just Sara.

Any who, the good thing about animal doctors is that they really don’t give a crap about the human.

Or their wrinkles.

Or that they have no eye lashes or eye brows without the help of makeup.

Or that they still have a hair-do that was left over from being in a visor at 6:45am.

The bottom line, Miss Sara is allergic to ragweed.  So, she got a shot and a bottle of antihistamine bills and we all slept through the night.

The End.

Now I’m off to meet some girl friends at the track!

Happy Saturday!

1 comment:

  1. Pretty Woman. Oh and that movie you mentioned was that stupid Julia Roberts hooker thing.