Thursday, May 29, 2008
And even in that pop culture vacuum, I am still very aware of the fact that Mariah Carey is a wacko. And this video is funny. Nice outfit.
The guy that she's is pitching to is my co-worker's brother. You can thank that co-worker for this brief interlude into celebrity commentary.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
OK - now for purpose of this post: The little Dodgeball did not go up for adoption over the weekend as I had hoped, as he needed to have more x-rays done to verify that his leg was healed sufficiently. He passed the medical exam and finally went up for adoption on Tuesday morning at the AHS Sunnyslope facility. Their doors open at 10:00 am, and when I checked the adoptable dogs on their website at 1:30 pm, he was gone. Yippeee!!! Adopted within 3 1/2 hours! What a superstar! I'm pretty sure that he has already taken over his new household and is keeping everyone's laps warm.
The answer to the above joke: Poultry in motion. Hee.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I guess we'll wait to see what sticks.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
The trip to the shelter today was not all sad - after taking Dodge, they gave me a new foster. She is an 8 month old shepherd/cattle dog mix with a fractured leg. She had FHO surgery and she'll be with us for 6-8 weeks while she recuperates. She's very loving and is immediately friendly to everyone she meets. I don't think she'd been in a house before - she was nervous to walk through doorways and nervous to walk on tile. Once I coerced her inside, she'd stay in the back room until she got up enough courage to join us in the dining room. The first time through the doorway, she stopped in the kitchen and stood there until I came to save her from the too-smooth tile.
She likes the other dogs, especially Georgie. She has tried to wrestle and play, but her lame leg keeps getting in the way. She immediately found a tennis ball in the yard and threw it up in the air. Once her leg is strengthened and she's able to use it properly, I'm pretty sure that fetch is going to be a favorite of hers.
This little girl really needs a name. Any suggestions?
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Pat says to me, "You are mean. He's going to wonder what he did wrong for you to give him up. If you could see his heart you'd see that you'll be breaking it in half when you take him back to the shelter. " I'm pretty sure he was trying to make me cry.
Patrick - here is a lesson for you: What a supportive husband should say would be more along the lines of "Jill, you are such a wonderful person to take in these sick and injured dogs and make them healthy so that they can find wonderful homes. Dodge is lucky to have had you. Without you, all of your fosters would either have had to spend their recuperation time in a lonely kennel with no personal attention or maybe even be euthanized. I know Dodge will find a wonderful home! He's so cute and fun - he'll be adopted right away! Don't be sad! Take heart in the fact that you are really helping these doggies that you love so much."
Ok - though it's obvious that Pat was not trying to ease my sadness at returning Dodge, I don't think he was really trying to make me cry. I think he was trying to deal with his own sadness at losing Dodge. He is always sad when I return a foster. For a guy who proclaims to not like dogs, Pat seems to really bond with all the fosters I've brought home. I tell him every time that if he wants to keep the foster, he can, but then it will be "his" dog. That way I can place the blame of the sadness back on him - I foster the dogs but he is responsible for them going back to the shelter by not choosing to keep them for his own. He's trying to make me feel guilty about returning Dodge, but it's really all his fault! See? I told you he is a mean, mean man!
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
BTW, my wedding video is now up to 9,872 views. I'm anxiously awaiting the little surge of pride I'll get when it hits 10,000. It's the small things in life that make me happy.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
I've always been convinced that organ donation was my post-death plan. However, a little research shows that if I donate organs I cannot become a cadaver at a medical school or be a subject of a whole body research study. In the here and now, the majority of my charitable time and money is spent on animal welfare. In the hereafter I would like my efforts to be expended (as much as a dead body can expend an effort) on helping humankind. This book covered a multitude of options - being a research subject at a body farm studying human decomposition, being a part of injury research such as car safety crash studies, whole body donation as a medical cadaver, as well as my original plan of organ donation.
How do you decide which is the most beneficial option? Organ donation saves one or two lives immediately. Medical cadavers help make doctors competent enough to save multiple lives in the future, research studies make those doctors or automobile makers or whoever more knowledgeable about keeping people safe and healthy probably even further down the line (after all the reports are written, the experiment finally published, etc). What a quandary... all are a much better alternative to rotting in an overpriced casket in an overpriced plot of land. More research is definitely required here.
What about you - what do you want to be AFTER you grow up?
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
After:We did a poor job of counting how many handles we needed to buy the first time we went to Ikea, so last night we traipsed all the way down there again to purchase four more sets. And wouldn't you know it? They only had three sets in stock. Ergh. We also have to install the new microwave/broiler/grill (grill? yes, grill!) above the stove. Then we'll be all done!
Because of our stellar success, Dave's wife made us congratulatory cupcakes! Mmmmm, sugar.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Reasons to Quit
1. It is very expensive - about $25 a game.
2. I'd like to have more time and money to focus on agility.
3. I have more heart than ability (which is a nice way to say I am really a terrible player).
4. The games are really late - 9:10 and 10:40 pm on Thursday and Friday nights.
5. It's a hassle to stay up late, drive all the way there and put on the gear all for a 45 minute game.
6. I still get plenty of exercise playing soccer 4 times a week.
Reasons to Keep Playing
1. It's cool to play ice hockey on a men's team.
2. It's something Pat and I do together.
3. Once I get past the staying up late, the drive, the putting on of the gear, I usually enjoy it.
What do you think? Help me out by answering the poll at the left.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Do you know how popular wedding dance videos are on YouTube? The answer: REALLY popular. Currently my wedding video has been viewed 9,322 times. Wow.
Here it is if you would like to view it, too. About the part where Pat almost kills me, Pat would like you to know, "that dress is really slippery." Hmmm.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
We started to show some improvement after the first few games. Then we got our big break. One of the teams had only three players show up for the game. Playing five against three is a real confidence boost and we started to score some goals. Eventually they gave up and forfeited the game - our first win! Last week we played Captain Awesome and got our first "real" win - equal number of players, no forfeit. It was amazing. They were the first place team! We were the last place team! Everyone thought it was a fluke. We considered it a winning streak.
Yesterday was the first game of playoffs; first place plays last place. Yep, we were still in last place. Captain Awesome was still in first. We played our hearts out. It was a very close and hard-fought game, but we pulled it off and won with a score of 5-4. Tomorrow won their first playoff game! Next week, we take on Code Brown for the championship. Go Tomorrow!!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
He didn't cost much when I adopted him from the Sangamon County pound, but he almost immediately came down with distemper and the treatment cost around $1000. As a college student/waitress, that was a huge amount of money and a very big decision for a dog I 'd only had for two or three weeks. The money spent was well worth it, as Joe was my best friend for the next 12 years. Here he is a few months before the end, looking quite gray in the muzzle. He was my perfect dog. I miss him every day. 2. These awesome braided leather leashes.
I bought them at Chow Hound in Grand Rapids, Michigan for Joe and Henry in 1993. I don't remember how much I paid, but I'm sure it was extravagant compared to my meager income. 15 years later, the leashes are still holding strong for Frankie and Georgie.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Being pseudo-famous on reality TV is the not the allure here. It's the TRAVEL! And the ADVENTURE! And the crazy tasks and the testing one's limits and the competition and the millions of people talking about me online with no niceties spared. Well, maybe not that last one. Combining two of my favorite things - travel and competition - is just genius!
I am well aware that I will never get on this show, but at this point it's a matter of some weird version of pride that keeps me applying. I refuse to give up. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again. Ever notice that this famous motivational saying doesn't end with "and eventually you will succeed!"? Oh, it's implied, of course, but I think that whoever coined the phrase really just wanted to enjoy the humor of watching jackasses like me try, try, try, try, try again. And who am I to disappoint a coiner of famously cliche phrase?
Friday, May 2, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
"If a ten-ton truck, kills the both of us,
To die by your side, well the pleasure - the privilege is mine."
Probably doesn't bode well for a good day.