Today was an exhilarating, scary, fun, productive, romantic, finally excruciatingly horrid smelling and finally relieved day. I guess since it's technically tomorrow, or well today, but the stuff happened yesterday, but should have been posted today....agh you get the picture, it was a long day.
Exhilarating - v. to enliven, invigorate
Ah yes the day started out with the family going to GCC and dropping Andrew off for his missions trip to Nicaragua. I felt at first nervous, and then exhilarated at the thought of all the fabulous things my son will experience.
Scary - adj. causing fright or alarm
Came home to find our cat (from here on out referred to as "The Gipster"), who had just had surgery the day before, found it necessary to rip his stitches out that were supposed to remain in for 10 to 14 days. The Gipster felt that it was time to be healed and was rip-roaring ready to go. Since part of his leg was removed, this probably wasn't his greatest idea, but hey who am I to question The Gipster? Oh yeah, I'm the Mom! Uh huh, so it came upon me that I should outfit The Gipster in a doggie shirt put on backwards so as to cover the wound and stitches. This was an ineffective resolution to the problem. Apparently putting a cat in a doggie shirt is somehow offensive to the cat. Luckily, I had foresight that he might be offended and had purchased a grab bag of multiple first aid products that might be fumbled together to form some sort of fix. Alas, I was correct. Some self adherring bandage and a human arm sling later, I successfully covered the wound and made it possible for The Gipster to be mobile, and ah-hemmm use the facilities.
fun - n. something that provides amusement
I finally made it to work around 11:20am. I work for these super cool, amazingly fun and totally awesome (yep I went there - GO 80s) people. We do a lot of fun and different things that other companies probably don't do, but I digress. Today we all went to a movie together. We went to see Cowboys and Aliens. Wow, that must have been the fun part, but no the movie pretty much sucked! Other than the fact that the main character (I have no idea who he is) was pretty easy on the eyes, the movie was a waste of time. Oh, and I can't believe Harrison Ford ever agreed to be involved in such a fiasco....but again I digress. The fun part was that my friend, we'll call her Donnell, pretty much because that's her name and I'm not all that creative, sat next to me and on the other side of her was apparently her new "friend'. He immediately greeted Donnell when she sat down. Donnell is sweet, and would never tell anyone to get lost or shut it, so she smiled and just nodded. I think this confirmed the friendship because throughout the movie the man made weird noises and provided Donnell with commentary about the movie. If this would have been a decent movie, I would have stepped in and told the guy to find another seat, but because the movie wasn't all that great, I enjoyed his grunts, groans and other strange noises for the entire movie. At the end of the movie, the man got up just as the credits started rolling. I told Donnell we better get going too, but she thought it better that we wait a few minutes. Luckily, for him, he was gone by the time we left.
Productive - adj. producing readily or abundently
We went back to work, and we got work stuff done. Good, but not real exciting.
Romantic - to court or woo; treat with ardor or chivalrousness
That's right folks, me and the Mister went out on a little date. Did a little window shopping, then went to our favorite pizza place, Gelsosomo's. It was a little slice of heaven. The pizza was great
too.
Excruciatingly horrid smelling - adj. you can figure this one out....
Got home from date night, and let the dog (hereafter referred to Joey or The Joe Dog) out. Joey is a hunter, but honestly she's not very good at it. Being a Weimeraner, she's bred to hunt and do all things outdoorsy, but in all honesty she's a prissy inside dog that likes to sneak into my bed when I'm not around and forget to shut the bedroom door. Well tonight she picked up the scent of something, and took off. Since she rarely catches anything, and it was dark out I let her run a round a bit. I start to smell something, but it's a weird night, so I kind of blow it off. But then the smell gets more and more intrusive, and I don't see The Joe Dog, so I call her. She comes a running towards me and the smell just about knocks me over. I'm not really dure what is going on, and I think I must have already been disoriented by the smell because I let her come right over to me. I'm still puzzled, but can tell she was in a tangle with something. I tell her to stay, which she doesn't want to (think eyes burning, confused dog), so she squeezes onto the back porch (MISTAKE #1). There is no way she's getting in the house, so I squeeze in without her (MISTAKE #2). I yell to Wade (that's the romantic Mister from earlier), that Joey has tangled with something and he needs to come out right away because she's bleeding. Oh yeah, she's bleeding, but it's just a small scratch, and again the smell has made me lose all sense of cognitive reasoning. Wade comes out to the back porch, and immediately gets Joey out, but it's way too late. I have no idea how the back porch will ever be okay again, but I have hope....We get The Joe Dog outside, and I've already begun hosing her off. She is totally pissed at first (prissy dogs don't bathe outside), but then realized the stinging in her eyes is subsiding as I rinse, and rinse, and rinse. By this time Wade is wearing a gas mask and carrying a gun. I wasn't 100% sure if he was hunting skunk, or preparing to put Joey and I out of our misery. I asked him to watch Joey while I went inside to get tomato juice (a helpful hint - tomato juice does NOT help). After shampooing Joey, dumping tomato juice on her and rubbing it in, shampooing her again, I have determined that nothing is making the smell get better. Wade informs me that she will have to stay in the garage. She hasn't ever slept alone, in the garage, so I felt bad, but there was no way in H. E. double hockey sticks she was coming back in the house. In fact, she may have to live there forever. I then asked Wade to hose me off, but he looked at me like I was crazy, so I hosed myself the best I could, and came inside for a shower (MISTAKE #3). I immediately went to the shower, it didn't help....much. So what does any person that has skunk smell in her house, and on her randomly from the dog shaking and such? She googles for help. Believe it or not, I now know how to combat skunk odor. #1 Do not let pet near or in the house or in our case the back porch. So I screwed that one up, onto #2...stay outside with the pet that has been "affected" by skunk. Affected my rear! That dog was accosted and molested by skunk spray, and apparently I was now a victim as well - Yay team! So big fail on step #2, so let's try #3 - Do not simply shower, make special potion in bucket, apply to pet (and self) with rags, and let set for 10 minutes. Well crap I was way past all that, so what the heck, I'll try this magical concoction anyways. Better late than never, right? Actually, yes, however, once you've traipsed through the house with skunk scented feet and clothing, the smell pretty much takes over everything. I think I smell better now, but I honestly have no idea. I may never be able to smell again, and if I do, my life could possibly be tainted by this
adventure. Most importantly, I may never be able to invite guests to the house again....I've been praying a lot.
relieved - v. to free from anxiety
I don't know if I'm completely relieved, but this day is over. Right? Right?
The Homeland
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