"Choosing trust over doubt gets me burned once in a while, but I'd rather be singed than hardened." -Victoria Monfort

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Shower Songs...

We all know that Tayray is my next door neighbor. I can hear what goes on in her bathroom, and she in mine. I still catch myself singing in the shower, though she has yet to comment on that. What she did hear is me talking to my dog. She didn't know 'what the hell was going on over there' one day. So, I shower with my dog. I'm out. I've said it. She's just a little Shih Tzu, and she doesn't take up much space. I let her shampoo sit while I do my business, then I rinse her. She has seborreah (among a billion other things!) so she has to sit. Getting a dog to sit shampoo'd in the tub isn't easy. Unless you are in there with her.

And so, yes, I talk to her. I tell her she's a good little Billy-butt! And say how pretty she looks! I say things like 'Mommies little billy is a good girrrrrrrrrrrl' .....and Tayray thought there was some kind of hanky panky going on with CP. Nice. I'm not that kinky.

Tayray said one of our new neighbors' kid was outside asking her 20 questions the other day. Wanting her to take Rocky Road (her dog) out to play. I guess this is what I get to look forward to when I quit the second job. Nosey neighbors. I will most definately need to get a 'Beware of Dog' sign posted. Little Hill may be small, but she is a mean sum-bitch! She particularly dislikes kids. I can't imagine where she got that from. She bites. The last thing I need is for her to bite a kid and have to put her to sleep.

I didn't walk on lunch yesterday. I wore a skirt. Didn't want to go commando. Plus I had to get rabbit food, 2 towns over, which is a haul. I stopped in my brother's friends restaurant for a salad, which he gave me for free cha-ching! And to see my brother, of course. They have the best salad cus it's shredded lettuce. Everyone should use it. You can have lettuce, chicken, olive, and green pepper all in one manageable bite, vs trying to shove an entire lettuce leaf in your mouth, and act lady-like. More Showers last night. So I didn't walk. I got a bunch of plants on Monday from work, so I spent the night potting flowers, and planting them. In the rain. In the dark. God, it will be so nice to have time to do those things, just no money to do it.

Well my Momma got a new job with my sister. It's good for her, no more cleaning up old people shit, and cleaning greasy desks, and having to do the work of 5 people. Let's face it, she's not getting any younger. So, it's a good move for her. Unfortunatly, those jerks aren't coming to visit me now til much later in the summer. *Sigh* Poor me. No family vacation. I dunno what I'm going to do yet with my time off. I am kinda upset that I quit job 2 early for no reason, but I'll be a happier person.....let's hope!

Good news! The crazy man that escaped the mental hospital a town over, turned himself in. They wouldn't announce to the public if he was dangerous. Which undoubtedly means he was! He was out for a few days!!! Tayray will appreciate my not telling her this!


Tahmena said...

I love your daily rountine it makes me feel as if you're living in some surburban place with your pets. It's like a fantasy lifestyle living in a nice place and doing your own stuff. It seems as if you're happy within your lifestyle which is excellent.

Tayray said...

Im afarid that Rocky Road is going to have his bone outside with him this summer and that little kid is going to say 'Doggie wanna play'. We all know how he gets around his bones! Or when I fill up his Doggie pool, I'll find that kid swimming in it! Its going to be a long summer, I can just tell already!

Charlie Mc said...

I heard that mental patient was actually turned in by the person next door to him b/c he was talking to his pet in the shower. :) I couldn't resist!

Mon said...

Tahmena: yes, the pets make me happy. Their like little furry people who don't talk back. If only men would learn to do that...?

Tayray: yea, that kid is totally going to swim in rockys drool pool!! Glad I have a video camera to catch the excitement!

Charliemc: ha ha, funny!! It could happen one day, they may lock me up for talking to the animals. At least I might make front page news "modern-age Dr. Doolittle" I can see it now....

supplymadam said...

I talk to my dog all the time. He is very smart and looks at my face like he's a person. He's a cute little guy but you have to stay ahead of him because he is a master manipulator.

Dave said...

This post pushes one of my buttons. When I was married, my only rule with the dog was that it was not allowed upstairs. It was absolutely not allowed in my bed.

Before accusing me of hating animals, please understand that my daughter had a rabbit that was kept in the basement. This rabbit shit all over my basement, and the basement always smelled like shit. When I objected to this, I caught hell from my ex and my kids. So me being the pushover type, I went along with it.

When my marriage split up, and I left the house, my ex started sleeping with the dog. So this dog was my replacement. My ex was cheating on me with the dog.

Then my ex finally got tired of having rabbit shit in the basement and moved the rabbit to the garage. The rabbit promptly died.

There has got to be a lesson in this lunacy though I have yet to find it.