I didn't get up until probably 10AM Saturday morning, and The Kid would have gone right on sleep if I hadn't gotten her up at 1:30 so she could get dressed and we could go to the birthday party at her Colorado Grampa's house which we'd been invited to attend.
As it turned out, she had a great time, and I slept some more.
As I walked into the house, I suddenly realized that there were 5 dogs in attendance.
Now I love dogs, in particular big happy ones who love scratching and treats and kisses, however I'm extremely allergic (skin-itchy allergic mostly, but occasionally ow-my-eyes allergic).
"Here, take some Benadryl," Sherri said.
"Ok," I replied.
4 hours later I awoke from my coma, had a burger, and went home (after running errands for an hour, of course).
WOOOOO PARTYYYYYYY!
Thankfully all were understanding of my plight.
(You know I petted all the dogs before I left, too.)
Sunday was a nice quiet morning. The Kid had some school work to get started on (the Science Fair looms large), and I had some housework to do, but we took the afternoon off to go see How To Train Your Dragon.
So cute, go see it! It was very pretty, and had a couple of good messages buried in all the hilarity, plus it totally backed up TR's thought that cats are descended from dragons. Toothless the Dragon was absolutely Dea in cartoon dragon form.
PS... Cool project alert! You should join in! You must have your submission to them by June 26, so allow for international shipping times.
I've always wanted to go to London, and if I can't go myself right now, at least I can send a representative.
1 comment:
I can't wait to see that movie!
I was actually allergic to my chemo so they always gave me Benadryll and I passed out every time.
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