Mondays are so much better when the Bucs win. Yesterday we went to the first home game of the season. We had gone to the two preseason games, but those don't count(yeah right). We had a great time. We go about two hours early and eat in the club restaurant and the go up. We did have the mis-fortune to have a drunken oaf sit behind us and he ended up hitting me in the head and knocking my hat off. Instead of apologizing he said "I didn't know my fist was that big" jerk! We met the couple who should have been sitting behind us and they were not there, so he decided to sit there when it started to rain (we are under a balcony so the rain misses us unless the wind is really blowing):-). Since there were some nice looking women a few rows up, he decided to stay and flirt (although I call it making a complete a$$ out of yourself). I said to Andy if he hits me one more time I was going to call security. He also got completely obsessed with this hat the girl 2 seats down from us was wearing and he kept calling her and touching her shoulder. I can't believe her husband, who I was sitting next to didn't say something. I know people like to have fun, but when there fun starts to interfere with others fun it's time to stop.
In the fantasy standings I'm doing much better than last week and I beat Andy this week although after the pounding I took last week I just caught up. Depending on who wins tonight will decide who's in the lead. He's already considering where to go next year. That's OK, let him get cocky, he won't see it coming.
Yesterday wasn't a real good day for me and in the morning I wasn't so sure I was going to be able to go, but as I really wanted too, I pushed hard. We did leave at half-time. I almost fell asleep on Andy's shoulder at the end of the 2nd quarter. I felt bad about leaving early, but Andy said he didn't mind as he just liked spending time together. When we were at dinner, he said he saw how bad I was hurting and asked if I wanted to go home. I really did, but I couldn't do that to him, I would only want to do that if I at a point that I couldn't be on my feet. We have had to leave places before, but never a game thank goodness, and I only want to do that as a last resort. But it was sure nice that he offered.
Well we almost had a small crisis today. My cleaning lady had sprayed stainless steel cleaner on the dishwasher to let it sit and when she came back, the dog was licking it all off (need you ask which dog?). So we thought we should call the number on the can since it didn't say anything about an accidental overdose. So I called the company and the best they could do was email me a form with the chemicals listed. So I got it and at the top it said to call the poisonous control center which I did and the only thing she could end up with was an upset tummy. I was so glad I didn't have to rush her to the vet.
About two years we had a scare, I threw away one of my pain patches instead of flushing it. Now let me tell you first, none of the dogs had ever gotten into the garbage in 10 years and I am not exaggerating, they just never did it. Well wouldn't you know, while Andy was in the shower and I was still asleep, one of the dogs got into the garbage and chewed on it. From a sound sleep I was awoken by the sound of uncontrolled panting. I asked Andy if the dog had been out running and he said no. So I got up and as soon as I saw the garbage all over the floor I knew exactly what had happened. I figured she had eaten the whole thing and even though I had had it on for 48 hours, there could still be some meds left inside. As I'm calling the vet, she starts to walk like she's drunk, stumbling around, trying to lean against the furniture only to end up flopped to the floor. If it wasn't scary, it would have been hilarious. Since Andy was ready for work, he took her in to the vet. He said that was the most mellow he had ever seen her. Normally she pulls on the leash and then as soon as she gets in the vet, she starts talking(like she wants them to know she's there).Once Andy left, I was going through the garbage and found the patch. She had only chewed on it not eaten it thank goodness. they kept her for the day for observation and by the time we brought her home she was fine. It's amazing what they can get into.
Well it looks like I'm going to lose tonight. So close!
Good Night
Melissa
In the fantasy standings I'm doing much better than last week and I beat Andy this week although after the pounding I took last week I just caught up. Depending on who wins tonight will decide who's in the lead. He's already considering where to go next year. That's OK, let him get cocky, he won't see it coming.
Yesterday wasn't a real good day for me and in the morning I wasn't so sure I was going to be able to go, but as I really wanted too, I pushed hard. We did leave at half-time. I almost fell asleep on Andy's shoulder at the end of the 2nd quarter. I felt bad about leaving early, but Andy said he didn't mind as he just liked spending time together. When we were at dinner, he said he saw how bad I was hurting and asked if I wanted to go home. I really did, but I couldn't do that to him, I would only want to do that if I at a point that I couldn't be on my feet. We have had to leave places before, but never a game thank goodness, and I only want to do that as a last resort. But it was sure nice that he offered.
Well we almost had a small crisis today. My cleaning lady had sprayed stainless steel cleaner on the dishwasher to let it sit and when she came back, the dog was licking it all off (need you ask which dog?). So we thought we should call the number on the can since it didn't say anything about an accidental overdose. So I called the company and the best they could do was email me a form with the chemicals listed. So I got it and at the top it said to call the poisonous control center which I did and the only thing she could end up with was an upset tummy. I was so glad I didn't have to rush her to the vet.
About two years we had a scare, I threw away one of my pain patches instead of flushing it. Now let me tell you first, none of the dogs had ever gotten into the garbage in 10 years and I am not exaggerating, they just never did it. Well wouldn't you know, while Andy was in the shower and I was still asleep, one of the dogs got into the garbage and chewed on it. From a sound sleep I was awoken by the sound of uncontrolled panting. I asked Andy if the dog had been out running and he said no. So I got up and as soon as I saw the garbage all over the floor I knew exactly what had happened. I figured she had eaten the whole thing and even though I had had it on for 48 hours, there could still be some meds left inside. As I'm calling the vet, she starts to walk like she's drunk, stumbling around, trying to lean against the furniture only to end up flopped to the floor. If it wasn't scary, it would have been hilarious. Since Andy was ready for work, he took her in to the vet. He said that was the most mellow he had ever seen her. Normally she pulls on the leash and then as soon as she gets in the vet, she starts talking(like she wants them to know she's there).Once Andy left, I was going through the garbage and found the patch. She had only chewed on it not eaten it thank goodness. they kept her for the day for observation and by the time we brought her home she was fine. It's amazing what they can get into.
Well it looks like I'm going to lose tonight. So close!
Good Night
Melissa
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