December 17, 2007
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throw up in the car is the worst.
i’ll get to the header in a minute.
alex and i went shopping friday. i think i got everything done, finally! i even went and bought myself something small from sephora (it was a “need”, as i was out of foundation). i was enamored with the cute little bag they put it in. i put it in one of my bigger, not-as-cute bags and carried on with my shopping. that night, i got home to put it away, and IT WAS GONE. i lost the cute little bag from sephora, and the $47 in makeup it had inside. that was my christmas money!!! arg. i was hoping the dog dragged it off, or it fell under the seat in the car. nope.
saturday, we went to alissa and chris’ wedding. it was great to see everyone, and even better to see two friends get hitched. hah. slide show was eventually shown, and it seemed to look OK. there’s hope for my DVD-making skills yet.
oh. i forgot to mention (and this plays into the story later), we went to petco friday. alex decided he wanted to get the cat some wet food as a treat (something we’ve deprived him since getting riley) and got her a can of puppy wet food as well. apparently, she doesn’t do well with wet food, because she puked it up in the hallway that night. she sounded so horrible.
well, if that wasn’t enough, he gave it to her again sunday morning. she was doing fine. we went to see his aunt lauren in plano, and brought riley along. in the car on the way home. 20 minutes away. dog pukes down my front. there’s NO WHERE to pull over. at. all. fucking wet puppy food.
other than that, we cleaned the shit out of the apartment. still not done, but we’re getting there.
oh, and laura’s coming over tonight. we’re gonna eat mcdonald’s cheeseburgers and scan more pictures. oh, and watch i love new york 2′s finale. go TAILOR MADE!
hah, guess i’m gonna get back to the grindstone…
loves and AOT,
–jen
