Yesterday when I got home from work, I had to hurry and get ready to go to the funeral home, my great uncle passed away on Monday. He was ready though. Now he does not have to suffer anymore. However, there may soon be another death in the family. The reason for this being... When I went to put on my black heels, I noticed that a huge chunk of the heel was missing. Around this huge chunk was teeny tiny little teeth marks. Apparently my little varmint dog Ellie loves shoes as much as I do...Did I mention I LOVE my shoes? I really needed to wear those shoes! Plan B: I was wearing black and white, so I thought maybe I could wear my red heels, and it would look ok. So I tried them on, but I just didn't feel good about wearing bright red shoes to the funeral home. So, I took the red ones off and left them in the floor, and went to plan C: black fingernail polish. It's sad I know, but it was my only other option. I used my black nail polish to paint over the big chunk of missing shoe. It only had to get me through the night. Well I made it through, with my crappy touch up job, and Ellie survived the night also. I didn't actually catch her in the act, so I didn't know how to punish her. So anyways, I'm driving to work this morning when Josh calls and says "I called to tell you something that is going to make you really mad." (That is never good.) I'm thinking...It is 7:00 in the morning, what could he have possibly done already to make me mad? That is when he says, "Ellie chewed up your red shoes."....You have to be kidding me!! (do you know how hard it is going to be to find the exact same shade of red fingernail polish!? ) Just Kidding! I have worn those shoes ONE time! The varmint is going to get it! (Varmint is what I call her when she is being bad) Ellie has lots of names. She has a different name for every personality. I call her: Elvis (when she's feisty), Smellvis (when she's stinky), Ellie Mae (that's just her middle name), Mavis (when she's not paying attention), Wiley, (like Wiley coyote, this one is when she hasn't had a haircut in a while, and the hair on her face gets long. When she lays her head down for a while, and then raises back up, the hair on her cheeks sticks straight out and she looks like Wiley coyote. It's hilarious) I call her love bug (when she's sweet), just "Love"(when I feel sorry for her), Turkey (when she's running around crazy), and lately I have been calling her Vermin (which means the same thing as Varmint, but I have called her varmint so many times I needed to switch things up a bit). She only answers to Ellie, but she knows when I am talking to her. She tries to act all sweet and innocent, but if that doesn't work she runs for dear life, and hides under the bed. Ugh. If she wasn't so darn cute and loveable! At least now I have an excuse to buy new shoes!
as usual. Friday night me, Josh, some of his friends, my cousin Sarah, her boyfriend, and some of their friends went to Cafe Bills to eat. It was ok. Nothing too exciting there. Saturday Josh went to Jordan's house to tint his work truck windows, so I spent the day chilling by myself. blah. That night I went to a lingerie shower, while Josh hung out with his buddies. The shower was pretty fun, but I got home kinda late so it was hard to get up for church the next morning. I did though. The service was good. I am always so glad when I do go. I wonder why it is so difficult to make yourself? Laziness thats why. Anyways, after that I had to go to a bridal shower for my friend Nicole in Killen Alabama, which I had no clue where that was, (she doesn't live there) so I met my other friend Cassidy at her house in Phil Campbell to ride with her. We had a good time! Which we always do when we all get together. They are my best buddies from hygiene school! We all live in different places so it is always fun when we can get together. After that I went home, and that was my weekend. I really didn't get to spend much time with Josh which is ok most of the time, but this week he is on nights, so I won't get to see him much. We are on completely opposite schedules. He will leave for work at 5:00, I won't get home till at least 5:30. Hopefully absence will make our hearts grow fonder! Ha ha. That is usually not the case with us, but we will see! And now it is monday, and I am in my little cubicle (not really it is actually an operatory but it feels like a cubicle so that is what I call it) and we have one patient for the whole day. That is not good in case you were wondering. I wonder if I should be worried about job security? It is a new practice so we are slowly building patients. I think I am ok for now. It is expected to be slow when you first start out. . . . Right? . . . . ? Hmmm....
