Sausage Incident

Roommate and I spent the day over at the rent's new house. It's amazing! It's even better than I remembered. The best thing is that they bought a model home and all of the furniture came with. So, it's decorated beautifully. I would buy it in a heartbeat. The only bad thing is that it's 40 minutes away from my house and that's on a Sunday without any traffic. Just imagine if I had to drive over there on a weekday in like rush hour traffic. Literally, it would take about an hour and a half or more.

At any rate, we had a great day. My mom made my favorite dish - pork chops and stuffed baked baked potatoes and a salad. YUMM!!!! The Ravens won so that made it an even better day.

All in all I had a really good weekend.

It was so cute, because they live in a retirement community. You have to be 55 years old or over to buy a house and they are hooked up with amenities. They have like two awesome pools and a nice clubhouse with a POKER ROOM and pool tables and like bingo night and tennis courts and a basketball court and tons of other stuff. So, we took a walk through the neighborhood and so many of the neighbors were sitting outside enjoying the beautiful 80 degree weather. They were all like "hi, how ya doing? Nice to meet you - Life is great huh?" It was like we were back in the olden days where people actually enjoyed their neighbors and left their doors wide open and you could trust people. So, even though they live way out in the boonies, it's probably worth it because it's such a friendly quiet community.

I think it's going to work out better than I ever imagined.

My amazing boss took us out for lunch on Friday to Claim Jumper. Has anyone ever eaten there? The food is very good and the portions are like 3 times bigger than any other restaurant. I was FULL as hell after we shared an appetizer so you know I was really hurting when the actual lunch came.

I love my job and my boss so much. I know I hate going to work sometimes, but I am damn lucky to have this job. I need to say that more often.

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So, let me tell you about Lucy. She's been getting awful ballsy lately. I'm eating my thai food in the living room watching T.V. and I'm just about finished, but I get up to go to the bathroom and when I come back she's on the couch leaning over the coffee table finishing off my spicy basil chicken. Not good! She never does that! I was shocked.




I yell at her, she looks all sad and sorry for a few minutes and you know I can't stay mad so whatever.

Next day, Roommate is making dinner for us and we are having spicy italian sausage. It's raw and he's preparing it on the counter in the kitchen. He leaves the kitchen - I think you know where this is going - he comes back and she's got her paws up on the counter, she polished off one whole raw sausage and is just about to eat number two when he immediately flips out on her and makes sure she knows she is wrong. He's better at disciplining her than I am. But, good god. I don't know what has gotten into her lately.

She's been good ever since the sausage incident so we'll see how it goes. It's all my fault though. I should have never started feeding her from my plate. You give them and inch and they'll take a mile...