Good morning. Can you smell the fresh brewed coffee?
MMMMMMMMMM
Take a moment and smell it.
Mmmmmmmmm……
Yesterday afternoon I came home with a plan. My hubby on Monday evening was scrounging around the house for something sweet. Cake is actually what he was craving. Cake. We never have cake in the house but apparently he had been watching some tv show that had cake and now he too wanted cake. All I had in the cupboards was a brownie mix, but no eggs in the frig as I forgot them when I went shopping. Disgruntled… sweet tooth unsatisfied he went to bed.
So on Tuesday I came home from work armed with the missing eggs, a lemon cake mix and cream cheese frosting. I also picked up a couple of steaks and shrimp (shrimp was on sale – woo hoo!!!) for dinner. I was planning a special dinner since I was gone in New York all last week. So I came home and I baked not only the cake, but the brownies. I doctored up my steaks – tossed the shrimp on top and put them in to broil, feeling a lot like Betty Crocker as I never put this much effort into cooking.
Yay, I thought…. me time! I text Al (hubby) to let him know when dinner would be ready, and grabbed Laptop and got comfy in the recliner in the reading room. I was going to catch up on emails before dinner. That is when Bailey (see exhibit A) decided he would like to go out. Ok. Out of the recliner I get, Laptop carefully to the side and let Bailey out. I see it looks like he is going to stay outside awhile so I get cozy in the recliner again, and just get emails opened when…. Bailey wants in.
Of course he does.
Laptop carefully to side…. out of the recliner, let Bailey in and then back to the recliner wondering if I still have any time before dinner. I think I do…
Then comes Elmo… he looks at me. He wants to go outside. (See Exhibit B)
Now, I can not deny Elmo anything. Elmo is my dog. We have had him since 1997. He grew up with our boys, has been lost (and found) three times in his life, hit by a car 2 years ago and dragged (gah – awful story) and has just been through the ringer. He is blind in one eye, has loss of hearing, and the early stages of dementia. Needless to say – I get up and let Elmo out.
Ten minutes later, I get up and let Elmo in.
Some days…. I think I am the pet. 😛
Ok off to work.. later I return to kickboxing class where I have been MIA for three weeks now and am probably going to be hurting in the morning. Oh well…. it’s all good for me. 😀
Have a lovely LOVELY day everyone!
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LOL — sounds like the way our cats behaved.
Oh I bet! 😛
sitting here with my coffee cup…..lauging.
Good Debbie… as it was happening I thought this would make a good morning post 🙂
Our dog is definitely the one in charge around here. It didn’t take her long to train us after she got us.
That’s a great way of putting it Kathy… i feel trained 😀
I do this all day! In and out with the dogs. I think we both should buy this shirt!
http://www.cafepress.com/+agenda_for_the_day_womens_vneck_tshirt,357050243
It sums up my whole day!
GAH! That’s funny! I just checked out the shirt! 😀
Ha-Ha! Love it! But how did dinner turn out? When you started this story, I was sure you were going to say you got a text saying: Honey, working late!
Loved the story about Elmo…he has certainly been through it, hasn’t he?
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Dinner was yummy and you are right that he was late but he called and didnt text which was nicer. I did not know they had been working late all last week as I was gone, and they were still finishing that job.
Thats ok though… tha’ts the nature of the work he does 🙂
Someday i will tell the entire the entire story of Elmo… he is what I refer to as the miracle dog. he came into our life when we really needed him and has been the best dog and comforter I could ever ask for. 🙂
I’m wondering about the dinner too. Did your husband appreciate it? Or did he just take it for granted?
He did Barbara – and he was thrilled with that cake (I never make cake). 😀
“Let him eat cake, I say!” What a great wife. Our solution to the doggy in-and-out problem was a doggy door. However don’t know if that will work as well in D.C., where it’s actually COLD. Great to see you at BEA!
LOL M.L.! 😀 I have thought about a doggy door…. I really should look into that.
Awesome to see you at BEA too!
I have at least one experience like this every day, I think! :p And I only have one dog …
Hope you enjoy your return to kickboxing!
I hope I enjoy it too Hannah… now that I am home I am lazy and want to stay here but know I need to get back on track 😀
I’m sure you won’t succumb to laziness! That’s not the Sheila I know! 😀
When I clicked on this post, prior to being able to read it I had to get up to let my dog in. It’s constant and repetitive. 🙂
LOL Alyce…. that is too awesome 😀
The title of the post alone made me laugh. It sounds like something that could happen at my house.
Its my life with two old dogs Carol (well three if you count my hubby….. just kidding Al! :razz:)
Bailey is 12 and Elmo is 15.
Thanks for bringing a smile to my face. The dogs are simply adorable.
Thanks Ryan…. like children they are cute when they are sleeping 😀
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Oh thank you Sharon… any excuse to stop by and see you 😀