Shattered Glass, Mercy and Over-Sleeping

Not sure if this is an allowed activity, but as I am writing this Titus is noisily gnawing on the table leg. Wow, he is really going at it, grunting and everything as he chews. I told him to stop, but he just stared at me for a moment, and I swear he rolled his eyes before he turned back and again preceded his enjoyed act of attacking the leg with his huge mouth!

Today is my last day house-sitting for the Harvey's. I am kind of sad. Am I going to miss the cat....certainly not! Will I miss the dogs? Doubt it (I do have two dogs of my own at home). Am I going to miss being alone...so very alone? No, the house does feel pretty empty sometimes. But I am going to miss this freedom. I feel like an adult. Like I'm a little kid playing house! I get to be responsible to take care of myself and animals! I feed the dogs and the cat, and myself. I run the house....I feel so grown up! And tomorrow I go back to being a kid. At home I still feed myself, I clean up around the house, I feed the dogs and take them for daily walks and am even privileged enough to clean up their dung! But it's different, and I like being on my own. One day. . . .

I don't have my own car here. Mom and Dad (and Robb, don't wanna leave you out) said they would pick me up at 9:15 for church, since Dad needs to be there by 9:20. No problemo, right? I showered last night and put my hair in braids so no work necessary with it in the morning, and I planned to get up at 7:30 to give myself plenty of time to get ready, take care of the animals, do my devotions, and dog-proof the house before heading out for church. But I had the space heater on pretty high right next to me (I like to be really warm), and I think I got a little too cozy because when my alarm went off at 7:20, I tried to hit the snooze but couldn't find it (not my clock), and so turned it off and was back asleep instantaneously!!! Yea, I was out pretty hard, so was confused when Titus was barking. I was wondering why he was barking so early in the morning, and couldn't seem to remember what day it was. Oh, right. Saturday, work day today. Wait, no. That sounds too familiar, oh that's because I already lived that day! Today is Sunday! Sunday. . . .I have to get ready. What time is it? I fell back asleep. . . . .AAAAHHHHH! It's 9:35!!! Drat! So I realized that Titus was barking because my ride was knocking on the door! Gasp.....why did I have to oversleep! Ugh! I sprang out of bed and bolted for the door to find Robb there with his jaw hanging open when he saw that I was adorned in striped pj's, messy hair, and sleeping mask pushed up on forehead! I tried to speak, but my voice was gone and upon opening the door, it was all I could do to utter the words "oh no! Go get Mom! I need Mom!!!" So Mom comes to the door and is likewise puzzled and taken aback by my new look. No, I am not trying to start a "just-out-of-bed" trend. I JUST WOKE UP!!! And yet surprisingly, panic does not grip me. I remain calm...I don't know how....yes I do....God's grace! So I ran into the bathroom, put toothpaste on my toothbrush on began brushing while I ran into the kitchen and pulled down the dogs medicine so I could feed them. Titus takes a couple pills in his food, Calvin is older thus needs more (I mean a LOT more pills with each of his two meals) and so his pills must be stuffed into a marshmallow and thrown into his food dish. So I turn 'round and go to the jar that holds the marshmallows and grab the top to take the lid off. I give it a tug, but the lid stays in place and the front of the glass jar breaks and goes flying at me and across the floor! Ugh, not what I need at this hurried moment! So I bend over and start to pick up the fragments of jar, but Mom takes over for me while I finish getting the dogs food and she also helps by getting them water! Phew! Two down, one animal to go! I grab the cat food out of the fridge and throw some onto the plate and send Robb into the closet to lay it out for him. There is no way I would be able to jump the baby-gate that is in the doorway in my pencil skirt (I did change somewhere in there, no I don't sleep in a pencil skirt!). So I grab my makeup bag and the rest of my affects and scurry out the door, leaving the slobbery canines and hissy feline behind! Thankfully, God has blessed me with merciful parents and they were understanding and forgiving....I honestly think it helps that my voice was gone! People are so much more merciful when you sound like you're dying!~

Really Big Slide!!!

Well tonight I am on my own.....in an empty house in Pomona. Yep. But it's okay, the doors are locked and the doggy door is blocked off, but I honestly don't think those are necessary precautions. I think I may feel secure in this unfamiliar house all by myself in the middle of the night not because I have 2 amazingly humongous guard-dogs...no! Because I have the cat from, well, not heaven, that's for sure! For serious folks, this cat is not to be messed with! It is a hissing, innocent-house-sitter-mauling beast! Goes by the name of Fletch, but I think it's really Legion.

I am house sitting for the Harveys from this afternoon (Thursday) until Sunday night. Yep, 'tis pretty exciting. I have the place all to myself, and I am enjoying that so far, I guess. It does feel slightly empty, even with their 2 huge and overly friendly dogs Calvin and Titus, but it is kind of fun. And tomorrow night my lil' sis' and I are having a girls night, and I'm pretty stoked for that! Candy, soda, girl movie, games, the works! It'll be stellar!
And wow, these are the biggest dogs I have ever seen. Calvin looks more like a big, dopey bear than a dog, and supposedly he is quite small for his breed. And Titus is an American Bulldog, and is likewise HUGE, but I guess he is large for his breed. I don't know about all that, I just know I have never seen a bigger dog, well, not with my own eyes at least.

Hm, so last night some friends and I finger-painted, which was so cool! I haven't finger painted for about a year, and so it was fun to paint again! Oh and then we drove on the wild side and got lost, and then were really dangerously cool and went through the Jack-In-the-Box drive-through backwards, and covered in paint (how'd that happen?). Oh yea, we're bad. Then we watched Lady in the Water, and honestly I was disappointed. I've seen it before, and for some reason was remembering it as being scary. But I was not scared at all last night! And I only jumped once during the movie! It was still good, just not as thrilling as I remembered. It's like going back to your elementary school playground to see the "Really Big Slide", and the "Super High Fire-Man Pole" that everyone was scared to slide down, it was so high. But you go back and the slide lasts about 1 second, and you get no rush from it at all, and you have to scoot your way down it because you don't slide all the way to the bottom. Then you run over to the pole, and it's not all that high. In fact, by simply reaching your hand up (and maybe standing a little on tip-toe for some of us, including me!), you can touch the top! You try sliding down it, but your feet touch the bottom before you can even think about enjoying it! It's not that this visit to your old playground has ruined all of your child-hood memories there, but they are maybe not so exciting and adventurous as they were before. That is how it was watching the movie last night. I still enjoyed the movie, I still like it. But is it as cool as I thought? No, it's not. I am left slightly disappointed. Some things are better left remembered. . . .