Wednesday evening I came home from work and was greeted at the door by the dogs. Normally, we have been keeping them relegated to only the livingroom and my back office. For some reason the doors had been left open and they had been freely roaming the house.
There were black pieces of rubber on the floor. I took a picture of it and sent it to Charlie with a, “I’m not sure what this is but it doesn’t look good”, text.
Upon further investigation I discovered the top portion of her sandal. Even worse the same sandal had been replaced when Bailey had chewed the former pair. (There must be something about these particular pair of sandals that’s she finds delightfully edible). This and the rubber pieces appeared to be the only things left of the sandal.
Let me back up – this was the day of my last rant so you can imagine the type of day I was already having.
My phone rang, it was Charlie. When I picked up she was cursing then asked me where the leather piece was. I told her to let me look around and I would call her back. I did and no, no leather piece meaning that it was probably in her stomach. I was told to watch her closely to see if she passed it.
The dog seemed fine to me. Her and Sadie went outside and played. I fed them and she ate just as robustly as ever. Poor Charlie was almost in tears with worry when she came home.
“She’s going to be ok. Let’s go get some Mexican food.”
(She was fine but pooped out bits of leather for three days)
This kicked off our week of fun (the Mexican restaurant not the sandal poop). We were headed for a three day weekend to celebrate an early birthday for me. Charlie had a slew of plans and surprises for me (even after Tattoo’s rant to her on FB for giving it away). Thursday evening we went shooting with Paulette and TC and afterwards went dancing at Country bar. TC was celebrating her new job and I was getting started early on the birthday celebration. We danced and let loose. I had never seen my friends so laid back.
Friday night both Charlie and I needed a rest and she was still worried about Bailey so we stayed in and grilled out.
Saturday was Lanie spa day. Charlie colored my hair, plucked my eyebrows and gave me a full body massage and sugar scrub. (I think I fell asleep a couple of times). After that we got up and went to the grocery store to get things for our picnic the next day.
We ended up at Frogs so we could use our free beer coupons we had gotten running the pride race and it so happened that our favorite bartender, Cie, was there. There were two women sitting at the bar waiting on blind dates that they’d met on an online dating site. They were kind of annoying but yet funny in a way – definitely entertaining nonetheless. Cie was asking them about how they met the guys who were supposedly showing up. One girl said she’d been talking to one of the guys on match dot com and that he said he’d bring a friend if she did so she had asked blonde woman to my right to come with her.
“What time were they supposed to be here?” Cie.
“Two-o’clock.” Brunette who set the date up.
“Girl, that was two hours ago. They probably won’t come now.”
“No, I just texted him and he said he’d just gotten up and needed to get in the shower.”
“He just now got out of bed? I don’t think I’d say that to someone I hadn’t even met yet. In fact, I don’t think I’d be late. Never keep a woman waiting for anything.”
Charlie and I were nodding at this. The guy already sounded like a pig to me. Cia poured us another beer and we settled in for the wait. Finally, two guys came in and sat down (not even noticing that Charlie and I had moved over quickly to allow them seats). They were both in cargo shorts and t-shirts. Very uneven since both the women were in dresses. One of the guys held up two fingers and said, “Two Bud Lights.” Not even asking the women if they cared for anything.
Cie went around the corner to get the Buds. Only Charlie could see her when she mouthed “Douchebags” with a Bud Light in each hand. We covered our mouths laughing silently. They guys sucked down their Buds in record time and they all got up and left. The minute the door shut behind them we started talking.
“I can’t believe they’re leaving with them. Wonder where they’re going?”
“Looks like they’re heading off to one of the other bars.”
“Nope they’re standing there on the corner. Wait there’s brunette guy with a bottle in his hand leaving.”
We saw him pull around with the car and everyone got in.
“I can’t believe they’re leaving with those guys. I mean, they don’t even know them and they’re getting into a car with them? They could be serial rapists.” Me
“Well, if they’re here next week I will be sure to fill you in. You’re coming back to see me Thursday night, right?”
More birthday stuff to be continued.