Domestic Geek

Happy Memorial Day!

Thanks and gratitude to all the veterans and servicemen who have sacrificed much to keep us all free.

1) What's in your room?
Way too much STUFF! Computers, books, nine pets, lots of craft stuff, wolf collection, teddy bear collection, Star Trek memorabilia, South Park stuff, and that doesn't include Marcus' things.

2) Do you have fame?
No, and I don't want any. Fame brings way more pressure than I'm willing to live with.

3) Are you on a road to nowhere?
Some days it feels like it. Maybe I'm on a long detour.

4) Ooh, are you a little runaway?
No, but there are days I wish I could be.

5) Have you ever felt the earth move, under your feet?
Can't say that I have.

6) I've been waiting, for a...
Winning lottery ticket. I still don't have one.

7) If you love somebody...
Tell them and, if they'll let you, show them. Often.

8) Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.
Do I have to? I'm really bad at it.

Current mood: full
Marcus took me to dinner tonight at Country Market, the restaurant at the Flying J truck stop in Aurora (32nd & Airport Blvd). We had the steak and shrimp dinner. It came with an all-you-can-eat salad bar and a loaded baked potato. Man, it was sooooooo good. I've been trying to get him to go there with me for such a long time. They advertise the restaurant specials on the gas pump placards and, since I gas up there about 3 times a week, I'm always being tempted. It turns out that he's been putting me off about going there because he ate there once for lunch when he worked at the auto auction and had a terrible experience. Dad told me they have a pretty good breakfast buffet. I'll have to try that someday, too, I guess.

The handyman came today to fix the walk-in door. He showed up at the exact time that a 75 pie order needed to be made. He wasn't going to let the asst. in to get dough, so the manager had to get huffy with him. That was hilarious!

My Alaskan Malamute dog, Ursa, has been waking us up the last few nights. It's pretty bad if she's waking Marcus up. He could sleep through a tornado, I think. She has taken to chewing on, of all things, the bedroom door's doorstop. I don't understand why, after almost four years of living here, she has decided that this is a chew toy. It's totally destroyed. I need to replace it so the door's finish isn't ruined, but if I get the same style, she'll just chew the new one up, as well. It's not like she doesn't have stuff to chew on. I get her bones regularly, she gets dog treats a couple of times a day, she eats dry dog food. *sigh*