Today, I had to wrangle puppies at work for a photo shoot. I don't know WHAT THE HELL the kennel staff at the shelter put in their Wheaties, but HOLY GOD were they wound up. I wish I had some of the outtakes. I am sure it was more than comical. There were many "aerial" shots. Aerials are when the puppies won't sit or lay so we have to hold them in the air to get a photo. It is the last resort. But it always works.
Example of an "Aerial"...Yes, that is my hand
Oh, yeah, and I got peed on. Twice. Some people pay a lot of money to be peed on. Just go volunteer at a shelter, I say, and get peed on for free. It also is amazing how freakin' tired wrestling puppies makes you. That and a half bottle of cabernet. I think my patootie will be headed to bed early tonight. After the other half of that bottle.
The most exciting thing that happened to me this week was that I FINALLY went to the allergist to be tested for allergies. I have had chronic congestion and post-nasal drip forever. Like a year. I was worried they were going to say I was allergic to bacon, dogs and beer and then I was going to half to kill myself because life would not be worth living.
However, after $$undergoing$$ the $$tests$$ (with no insurance to speak of) it turns out I was allergic to.....hold on....NOTHING. That's right. Not a damn thing. Seriously. He is thinking I simply have a chronic sinus infection that has never completely cleared up. Short of a $$CAT scan$$, he is going to have to treat with meds and see what happens. Sigh.
Otherwise, I've been an old fart, going to bed early, watching crap TV, and surfing Facebook and Pinterest. No cooking. No reading. Yep. Just watching the paint dry. I need some inspiration. Some motivation. I need to wake up just one day and feel, oh, I don't know...rested. Is this what old age is like? Because if it is, it sucks. Ass. Hard.
So with that, this old fart is off to bed with a book or magazine and the dogs. At 8:30. On a Friday night. Wow. Later taters! B.