Where the Hell is the Cheese?

Garrett and I don't eat out very much, so when we do, I expect that they get it right. One of my biggest peeves is when you order take out, get home and find that yes, you paid for something, and no, its not in the damn bag. SHAME ON YOU Cafe Rio, I'm pissed. Don't get me wrong, I dig your salads, and usually you are on top of your "to-go order game" but I really think these things are careless and totally avoidable. They even have "to-go" only people who are getting paid to make sure these things are right. I'm usually a checker when I get to-go food b/c I have had bad experiences with restaurants forgetting to put something very vital in the bag. But last night, Garrett picked up the food. And, with Cafe Rio, we've never had a problem. Last night, we ordered chips and queso...we got no queso. We had to drive back over there (luckily not too far) for queso. I feel like they should reimburse me for gas for having to make two trips. THEIR FAULT. Anyway, this is a mindless rant about nothing important in the least but that is what blogs are for I suppose. It can't always be cute puppies and good weekends.

My What Big Feet You Have

Here are More pics of the Growing Doodle...he'll be huge before I know it...just check out those paws.

The 10 Week Old Monster

Tug-O-War

New Sleeping Buddies Pic

I can't believe Mogley is only 10 weeks old. He's already taller than Munch, so it's easy to forget that he is still just a baby. He really is a good boy. As far as puppies go, Garrett and I are really lucky.

Brittany's Probably One And Only MUST READ post

I am obsessed with Stephenie Meyer's Twilight book series. I know I'm not the only one out there, and I am not ashamed in the least. It makes no difference the tag says "juvenile" or "young adult." I don't care. I have never been a "read for pleasure" kind of girl. Not ever. I've always been a more "only read if I have to" kind of person. So, in my opinion, it must be a super awesome book if I can't put it down. Everyone should read these...These Vampire Love Stories rock my world.

So, as to follow the order, I read Twilight first. Freaking Awesome. Twilight is the story of Bella Swan, new girl/Sheriff's daughter, that comes to live with her dad in the dreary, small town of Forks, WA. Bella hates Forks, always has...until she laid eyes on Edward Cullen. Bella's life will be changed forever. I dont want to give anything away, so I'll just leave it at that. Meyer did such a great job...is it wrong I secretly want a Vampire to fall in love with me? Definitely, a must read.

After finishing Twilight, I couldn't wait to start New Moon. I read New Moon, the longer of the 2 books, in 2 days. Again I don't want to give anything away. I will say, the first 70% of the book is not exactly what I was hoping for...you'll know what I mean. The last 30% though, came back brilliantly. I was happy and relieved to finally finish it and to be content with the outcome. Trust me, its worth it.

I am now reading Eclipse. I'll let you all know what I think when I finish. I'm sure it will be awesome...just like the other two. I'm also excited to announce that Twilight is being made into a movie....I can't wait! Poor, poor Garrett.

Jury Duty Rocks

So yesterday I had Jury Duty. Jury Duty sorta rocks. I get to miss work and get paid my normal salary. I have always dreaded Jury Duty but now I am a little bit sad that I won't "randomly" get picked for another 2 years. I wonder if I can volunteer???

C'mon 2008...You can do Better

So we are only 8 days into 2008 and I have managed to injure myself already. I had all intentions of making it through 2008 w/out some random, weird, "only me" injury. Not the case. Its not that I'm careless, I'm just unlucky...apparently. 2007 was not a good year for me. I broke my elbow 2 weeks before my wedding, developed a rare form of tendonitis in my wrist, and hurt myself so many times on my mountain bike, I can't even begin to remember what they all were. I'm a walking scar.

What happened this time you ask? I wish I knew. All I know yesterday, January 7, was one of the most traumatic days I have ever encountered. It all started Sunday after a fun day of skiing. Skiing was epic and Garrett and I had a lot of fun. We were almost all the way back home (40 minutes after we left) and I felt a horrible pain in my big toe. Garrett thought I was crazy. I pulled my sock off and found my big toe nail was completely black. I guess I never felt the trauma b/c my feet were so damn cold. WTF??? Anyway, I was in serious, nauseating pain. So much so, I called the doctor first thing Monday morning...and I usually try to avoid doctors at all costs cause in my opinion, it is usually a huge waste of time and copay. Thank the lord they got me in at 1:30. (sidenote: I was looking like a total idiot at work with a dressy skirt and shirt with ugg boots cause they were the only thing I could put on that didn't make me want to scream...the show "What not to Wear" would have loved me.) Anyway, I made it to the doctor. They looked at my toe and decided right away it was a hematoma under my nail and they were going to need to drain it before it got infected. I freaked out as she left the room for supplies (needles, burner thing). I hate needles of all sorts and sizes. Whoever invented those things are bastards. I can usually muster up confidence to do these sorts of things, but I need time to prepare myself and possibly a zanex or two. I was given no choice and this event seemed it was just going to happen. So, in they come. They sprayed my toe with "freezy spray" which did not help by the way. The 3-4 shots of anastetia hurt like hell. I'm not over exaggerating...it was awful. After my toe was numb, she proceeded to burn a hole in my toenail to drain out all the blood...which smelled horrible by the way. BLAH. It didnt hurt, I could just feel the pressure. Okay, good its over. When she told me I could sit up, I looked at the hole in my toe, still oozing blood and all the bloody gauze on the tray and, wait for it, FAINTED. I woke up shortly thereafter with an ice pack on my head. Only me, seriously. What an awful day. As I always have to say to Garrett, "Why Me?"

Mogley has Arrived!!!

Garrett and I finally got our puppy. Garrett picked out the name Mogley, which I think is a great name and suits him well. So far, he is really well behaved...for a puppy. He has a great disposition and is such a happy little guy. Potty training is coming along nicely, he certainly grasps the concept, especially with a treat. He learned to sit the first day we had him. He is just so stinkin cute. That being said, it still will be nice when he is a little older and we don't have to follow his every move, waiting for bad behavior. So here he is...try not to die from all the cuteness.