Sickly

Sickness is knocking on the door of the Rickner house...Bo started going downhill last night and didn't make it to the end of the day before coming home. My throat, ears, eyes, and bones are feeling the same effects...blah. FLUs, COLDs, SWINE FLUs - STAY OUT!!

I'm attempting to scare the blah's away with the couch, a blanket, homemade taco soup, and a side of cornbread. I tried a new recipe and it's fantastic. :)

Brrr

Yesterday I was taking a shower minding my own business when Bo comes into the bathroom with a pitcher of ice cold water. He reaches over the shower and I'm helpless at this point. He pours it all over my head/face and I squealed a little while huddling under the shower water to warm up. Where he comes up with this stuff I don't know...jerk.

No Emergency

Last night about 9ish I was taking the dogs out to potty. Trying to get them inside making some high pitched ridiculous squeal to make them run in when I hear the doorbell. Now, we never have visitors so you can imagine I was spooked. We can't see who's at the door from inside the house so I ran to get Bo. He says "I heard nothing" so I just let it go. Then, comes the LOUD bang on the front door. Oh shit. Bo definitely heard that one. So, he goes to the front door to be greeted by a Sheriff. What the hell?

Apparently, our home phone had been making silent 911 calls. ??? Interestingly, we don't have a handheld phone hooked to the line and it is just for the Directv. He asks us the typical questions to ensure we didn't call for domestic dispute (Bo better watch out :D ), any kids who could have called, etc...

Weird.

This morning Bo was getting ready for work and I'm still sleeping (day off - wooohooo). Well, 7:30ish Bo comes in the room and says another Sheriff is here. What?! And I have to get up and greet him to ensure I'm not harmed. Sheesh. I looked lovely. They both tell us maybe the landline got wet and calls got crossed.

Since the pups got up at 7:30 this morning and haven't slept, I spent the morning informing AT&T I do not like to be thought of as a house that cries wolf making the Sheriff's come and they need to get their shit together. Then I canceled our service. Hopefully, we haven't been 911 blacklisted. Fun.

Lucky

Do you hear me
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Neglected Blog

Ahh, I owe my blog so much updating...wedding pictures, trip to Austin, dog school...where is the time? The last few nights I've been frantically trying to complete ridiculous hours of defensive driving to dismiss the ticket I got right before the wedding. My appearance deadline at the court house is quickly approaching and it takes a long time to complete hours of video watching. Whew. But I have finished and am obligated to say I am now a highly educated, alert passenger of the roads. Ha.

On a more exciting note, I survived the hell holes of the social security office and DPS to officially become a Rickner. They really should provide hand sanitizer every 10 feet in those places. I'm sure I walked out with swine flu it was so muggy, stinky, and germ infested. Eww. Who knew it was such a process to change your name...so far my social security card, driver's license, and bank account is converted..now on the the personal accounts and work files. Maybe I'll be done by 2010..

Craig's Ridiculous List

I often peruse Craig's List, usually in search of furniture, or most recently my disastrous lawn mower purchase. However, I was looking just to see if there were any buffet style pieces for my dining room and noticed the 'personal' section. Why have I never noticed this before?? It's absolutely absurd. I started reading these posts women put up for men...pathetic. No wonder they're looking for men. Most solicited a kind, funny, outgoing, stable man looking for more than a one night stand - a true love - along with the obligatory picture of you holding a camera in the mirror. Can you at least find a stranger to take a picture of you?? But I did run across one from a 35 year old in Dallas ..

"Looking for nothing else but sex. Recording would be prefer."

Haha. First off, "preferred" would be a better way to end that last sentence. You're begging me to believe you have no education if can't proof your posting correctly. Second, who solicites sex on Craig's List...really?

Or is this better..."Lonely girl looking for man....I'm 19 have a beautiful 2 year old daughter...want a latino..not required to take care of her I can do that on my own...please have a car that's your own and a job."

HAHAHA. Good luck ladies.

Scary Country Bugs

So, you may remember shortly after we moved into the house, Bo was out taking the pups to potty and almost put his hand on a black widow. Well, we have another one. In our garage. Bo called me out to "look at something" last night and by time he grab the bug spray and I made it out, it was gone. I uneasily request him to spray several spots and the back door to our garage to put my mind at easy.

A storm was coming through this evening so I ran out to pull my car in the garage and I peeked over towards the terrifying corner only to see the mysterious black bug of poison chilling in his web. As if he was laughing at me for escaping the bug spray last night. I tiptoed backwards for the bug spray because there was no way in hell I was swatting it with a flip flop. That thing could bite me and require an arm amputation or poison dug out of my skin. Sick. So, I sprayed half the bottle its direction and it ran, but I'm pretty sure I made contact. We shall see.

Funny story...as I am writing, I'm half watching the puppies run circles through my house. Next thing I hear, Shooter is eating his leftover dinner. Fine, right? Except earlier I put his dog bowl on the kitchen table so Stella wouldn't eat it. He's on the kitchen table! I make a running leap for him followed by a BIG spanking. Bo and I have to be careful because he's been getting in the chairs if we leave them out and apparently he decided he was hungry tonight. I couldn't help by laugh. Oh puppies.