I hate to complain but I really don’t want to go to Chicago this week. I want to stay home and putz around the Donna villa. I want to hold Little Beauregard and watch the second season DVD of Forever Knight that just arrived the other day. There are meals to be cooked and rooms to be cleaned. I want to lay in bed and think about the dates I’ve been on and obsess over why it is taking them so long to call me back. I want to go grocery shopping and visit with my parents. Instead I will go to Chicago and work 12-14 hour days and stay in a hotel room that is super cold and think only of work.

I can’t believe it is Sunday evening. I need a few more days! If only tomorrow were a holiday…. WAIT, it is! But my company doesn’t take a holiday… which means I work. Urgh!

My date went well. This fellow was very attractive. I couldn’t help wondering what could possibly be wrong with him for him to be on eHarmony.

Little Bo Bo is sleeping in his crate in the kitchen. He is such a sweetie pie! As you know, yesterday we expected to adopt a chihuahua but had no luck. Lisa was absolutely destroyed. I felt so horrible for her. This morning I decided I would get her a dog no matter what! I brought up Philly.com and searched the classified ads for puppies. The first one I noticed was a Japanese Chin. I remembered that when Lisa first started researching dogs, the Japanese Chin was very high on her list. I called the number on the ad and spoke to a very nice fellow. He said there were 2 boy dogs left and we could stop by today if interested. I told him I would call him back. Lisa was still sleeping and so I woke her up and told her about the Japanese Chin. As I was telling her, the phone rang and it was the guy from the one shelter we spoke to yesterday. They had a chihuahua and they were showing it at Petsmart at 11:00. We immediately got ourselves ready and headed out to Petsmart. As soon as we got there, a little girl grabbed the chihuahua and exclaimed, “You’re my baby now!!!!” Darn it! Foiled again. A woman walked by holding a Japanese Chin dog. Lisa and I started talking to her and she let us hold him and it just felt right. Now this dog wasn’t for sale but it gave us the feeling that maybe we should go visit that guy with the Japanese Chins from Philly.com. I called him up and he gave us directions. An hour and a half later we are outside of Lancaster, PA, passing horse and buggies and Amish families wearing capes and straw hats walking along the dirt road. We pulled up in front of a little farm house. A man was sitting on the porch and he waved us over. We went into his kitchen and met his wife and their 3 adult Japanese Chins. The dogs were beautiful and regal. The two little puppies were just the cutest little things in the entire world. One was lemon and white, the other black and white. The little Oreo one was the runt of the litter but he demonstrated quite a unique personality. Lisa picked him up and he quickly nuzzled his face against her chest.
“Is that your baby, Lisa?” I asked.
“This is my baby!” she replied.
We paid for the dog and she gave us his papers and some puppy chow and sent us on our way. Little Beauregard sat in my lap as Lisa maneuvered along the dirt roads, passing the horse and buggies. As we drove, we tried to come up with a name.
“Maybe we can call him Camargo, that was the name on their barn,” I said.
“That is an ugly name!”
“Well, how about an Amish name like Jebediah.”
“Or Isaiah”
“Or Enos!” As soon as Enos was out of my mouth I started thinking about the Dukes of Hazzard and I said, “BEAU! Beauregard!”
“And we can call him Bo Bo! Just like Howie Mandel in that silly movie where he was raised by wolves.”
And that was that– our Japanese Chin became Bo Bo.
Instead of going straight home, we went to Petsmart and bought some chew toys, puppy pads, and a crate. Back at the Donna villa, Little Beauregard immediately made himself at home by pooping in the hallway. He then sniffed all over and fell asleep.

It’s too late to say I hope we are ready for the responsibility. At this point we just have to step up to the plate and be good parents.

With that said… I leave tomorrow night for Chicago.

I am now officially an AUNT! Lisa finally has a bouncing baby boy puppy named Beauregard. It was quite a day and I want to write all about it except I have to get ready for a date.

WE HAVE A PUPPY!!!!!!

Lisa and I went to two open pet adoptions yesterday. One at Petsmart, the other at a Veterinarian’s hospital. We left empty-handed each place. One would think that it would be a cinch to adopt a dog. We have had nothing but run arounds and false leads since we started. It is a thoroughly frustrating experience. I find myself calming Lisa, “Don’t worry honey, we’ll find a puppy; this is just God’s way of saying this puppy wasn’t meant for us.” It is beginning to feel like some TV movie of the week; next thing I know, I’ll be boarding a plane to Romania to bring home an orphan puppy!

Last night I had a DATE!!!!! This fellow, from his picture, looked like a man with whom I could fall head over heals in love! He had the look I find so appealing: Pale skin, dark hair, dark eyes. I am happy to report he didn’t disappoint in person. The date seemed to go well. I suppose I’ll see how well the date goes if he calls me within the next few days. My fingers are crossed.

I may have a date this evening too. The plans were left up in the air and I hope I get a call firming them up. If not, no big deal. I have a ton of chores on my to do list that I must accomplish TODAY!

Thanks everyone for defending me! I do appreciate it. Don’t worry about me– I didn’t take any of it personally. It does amaze me that I could hit such a negative nerve with someone. Oh well! As Ricky Nelson sang: You can’t please everyone, so you gotta please yourself.

WOW, you really like to try to be witty and clever! I think that is very cute. I love how you seem to think that you are some stand out, against the grain, strong woman, with a unique sense of style.. because to me, you just seem to be some bitter thirty-something. I think it’s great how you “took a stand” and typed in what your bust was NOT, and what your waist was NOT, etc.. what a way to show all those silly people how STRONG you are, and how you are not willing to conform to the stereotype.. haha, what a joke!! That’s why you have links for “good” plastic surgery? But I thought you were PROUD to have a Plain Jane body?? It was my understanding that you are perfectly content being the ugly way you are?? I happen to be a tall blonde with a modeling contract, and let me tell you, I would be very unhappy to be you. It is okay to be honest, I like being beautiful, and if I was you, I would not like being ugly, and plain- shaped. You try to be all “in-tune”, and “artsy”, when really you are just ridiculous. You are the poster girl for someone trying too hard to sound smart, funny, and stylish, and making a fool out of themselves instead. You really should run a spell check before you submit your darling, cute, little entries… or else you will reveal to the “world” (your little circle of people with way to much free time) that you can not spell a word such as “refrigerator”.. yes, go ahead and scurry to find it.. it’s a good one. Your recent Valentine entry also shows how happy you are… oh, replace “happy” with “bitter”. People who say how happy they are to be alone, and don’t shut up about it, look very silly, sweetie. Of course you aren’t happy that no man loves you or else you would keep that yapper shut and keep those fingers on the keyboard still about it. I am a DECADE younger than you sweetie, and married to the love of my life, and he and I are very happy. So stop trying to seem like the ultimate modern girl, it isn’t working for ya! I understand the mistake and I accept your apology. Lesson learned. Your “amazing house pictures” just seem to be a few pics of a stuffy loft-style apartment… oh, and by the way, the little possessed girl from the exorcist seems to have thrown up all over your kitchen wall, you might want to get that cleaned up. Of course, unless you like that sort of thing. Although you think you are providing people with something to seriously read daily, you are just typing nonsense that you think is “hip and fresh for the modern woman”. I think it is hysterical, and something to laugh at you about, so please, type on… “enlighten” us all.

Valentine’s Day has never really bothered me. I have always recognized it as a Hallmark holiday intended to make money. Besides, in my 30 years on this earth, I have never had a Valentine on Valentine’s Day. I don’t think I would know what to do if I actually found myself with a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day. For all I know there is some secret boyfriend/girlfriend ceremony that is performed to which I am not privy. And I am sooooo not the heart and flowers type. The few times flowers have been thrust upon me, my reaction has been one of anger rather than joy.

This Valentine’s Day night, I will be flying overhead on my way to Chicago. How appropriate because if there is one affair that I have been having for the past 9 years, it is truly the love-hate relationship I have with my job.

I wish you all a Happy Valentine’s Day whether you have a Valentine or not!

And remember boys and girls,

and think you are special!

This is the woman I wanted to be:

I found these images, here.

Creative Sound Blaster
Squeezebox
iTunes option
Roku Soundbridge
RCA WSP150 900 MHz Wireless Speakers
Acoustic Research AW-871 Wireless Stereo Speakers
Advent AW820 Wireless Stereo Speaker System
DSM-910BT Bluetooth Stereo Adapter Kit

Still in my nightgown. I did my expense report for last week and I communicated with my eHarmony matches. I even loaded my newest resume on Monster! Now I have to do some laundry and sit down and do those damned performance reviews. If I would just get it over with then I would never have to think about it again.

So does anyone have any plans for Valentine’s Day? I am flying to Chicago in the evening. That’s about it. How exciting!

Here’s another question thrown out to you guys in the peanut gallery: Anyone have an idea how I can pipe Napter through my house without hard wiring? Is there some type of remote or speaker or something that can broadcast the music using my wireless network? Does this make any sense? I have to assume other people want to listen to their music collection through their house– how do they do it? It would be cool if there was an adapter that hooks up to one’s stereo and taps into the harddrive/app containing the tunes.