Falling Behind

My life usually doesn't feel too busy, but lately I can't keep up with anything. I have three weeks of laundry I need to do, and honestly, if I wasn't out of clean panties, I would probably be putting it off another week. My kitchen is a mess. The only reason my sink isn't overflowing with dishes is because The Bachman has decided to start taking things out of the sink and chewing them to a million pieces. Even though I mowed last week, my yard looks like a jungle and I have no idea when I'm gonna be able to mow. Oh, and I have a dining room table full of bills that I have to go through and start paying.

So, what have I been busy doing you ask?

Working. I picked up a couple extra shifts at the Animal Emergency clinic this week. On Tuesday and Friday I worked from 8am to midnight. Then on Thursday I spent the day at doctor's appointments. And I have a ton of stories from the week to share, I just can't get started on them yet because I really need to pay some attention to the previously mentioned laundry and then spend the rest of the day with my mom.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to catch up a little!

Go Cubs Go

On Saturday I went to my first Cubs game of the season. Hot Husband and I took our friends JD and Sonic with us. We usually make it to about 5 games a year and this was probably the nicest day I have ever been at the ballpark. 70 degrees. Sunny. A very calm SW wind. Sort of unusual for early May at Wrigley Field.

Dos Equis Ambar is my favorite beer, but for some reason I absolutely love Old Style Light when I am at the ballpark. We all drank a lot, and because the Cubs beat the Marlins 6-1, we did a lot of cheering and chest bumping. Here is a picture of Hot Huband and I chest bumping at the Captain Morgan Club after the game.



And here is a group pic with JD and Sonic.




After 4 Old Style Lights, 1 bratwurst, 2 orders of nachos with peppers and 1 licorice rope, 1 win by the Cubs and approximately 65 chest bumps, I made it home just in time to pick up some beer and start all over with friends for the evening.

Three Things I Have Realized in the Past 24 Hours

1. I will never understand why men cannot clean up after themselves after they have compromised the integrity of a bathroom.

2. I have become one of those really sweaty guys in the free-weight section of the gym who grunts when he lifts. I like it and my new muscles.

3. I have learned to stop expecting to hear "thank you." I am genuinely surprised when people remember their manners.

I Will be a Band Wife Once Again

The noise is moving back into my basement. For three years, Hot Husband's band practiced in our basement. When we decided to relocate last October, the band broke up. After listening to heavy metal music three days a week, it was nice to have some quiet in the house again. Though admittedly, I started to miss the noise in the basement. The sadness will be short lived because Hot Husband and our BFF Sexy D have just started another band. They are going for hardcore death metal with lots of crazy guitar action and one badass drummer. It promises to be very loud and to leave me wondering why I ever missed the noise in the first place.

Hot Husband is on the left of the photo. Sexy D is on the right. This pic was taken at a show they played with their old band. Oh yeah, and something you all might find interesting....the name of the new band is Murderboner.

Stink on the Drums

Whenever our nephew Stink comes for a visit, he loves to play the drums that are kept in the basement. It is something fun he can do while he is at our house that is completely void of kid toys. As Stink pointed out to me a few weeks ago by saying "Help me, I'm short," he needs to sit on someones lap while he plays. Although he is still a little too small for the drums, at 2 1/2 years old he is a pretty big boy who can do so many things by himself. I like to play the drums with him because it's the only time he'll sit on my lap. He loves to give and get hugs and kisses, but he is usually too busy to sit down. For some reason I get a little annoyed when people bang on my piano, but I think it's awesome when Stink bangs on the drums.

Sleepless Saturday Night aka "I Have Meat."

The Bachman ran away on Saturday night/Sunday morning. We had some friends over and had a few beers and somehow lost track of the dog. I know, this is terrible pet ownership and I have been punishing myself for it since we found Bacchus. I woke up at four in the morning to find Hot Husband sick in the bathroom because he had more than "a few" beers. I noticed things were pretty quiet, so I went out in search of the dog. At that time I had no idea it was going to be a four and a half hour search. Naturally, once I noticed he was gone, I flipped out. I made Hot Husband get off the floor and start looking with me. I took the car because I was the sober one and he set off on foot. After about two hours, we still couldn't find him. My parents and sisters joined the search.

Hot Husband and I came home to have some food and regroup. Hot Husband starting packing a backpack with 2-liter bottles of water and various types of meat. When I asked what the hell he was doing, he then told me that he was going out looking for The Bachman and he wasn't coming home til he finds him. "I have meat," he said, "I'll be fine." I know that trying to reason with a drunk person is pretty much impossible, so I let him head out with his backpack full of meat. I later found out that he also packed 3 pairs of socks, 2 lighters and 3 knives. I still have no idea what he was planning on doing with that combination of items.

Around 8am I called the police and was told a dog matching the description of The Bachman was in a neighborhood a few blocks away. I called my sister and had her meet me there, and when I showed up she was trying to talk The Bachman into getting in her car. I have never been more relieved in my life! I tried to call Hot Husband and tell him the good news but got no answer. My sister told me that he walked the 2 miles to her house and was sleeping in her bed. And he told her all about his meat.

Call Me Crazy---You Wouldn't Be The First!

Today is the nicest day of the year so far in Woodstock. Everyone I know has been waiting for this day all week. A few days ago my boss offered me free tickets to the Cubs game today and a free day off of work. I turned them down. I know, I know! Crazy right? But I have sort of decent reasons for staying behind. First, everyone else in the office went to the game. So that means I am at work all alone, I have the office door open, the radio playing as loud as it will go, and have some much needed alone time to get some stuff done. Second, if I went to the game then I wouldn't be getting home til well after 6 and I really just want to go home and hang out with the husband and dog and grill some yummy food. I've been waiting so long to have the chance to BBQ again, I just couldn't pass it up.

Oh, and I just went on a beer run and am enjoying some Dos Equis Ambar as I type. This is a great day.