Great weekend. Donkey Basketball was tons of fun in Manchester on Friday. Bubba was very...improved, Adam was pitiful and Heather....stayed on the donkey. Who knew I had a knack for the play by play? Maybe I should move down the hall to the sports station.
Saturday was dedicated to my puppys, my bed and my love of Brady Quinn mixed with Troop Bevery Hills (Beverly Hills; What a thrill). I looked at the clock at about 4:30 and realized I'd been watching the draft for more than 4 hours (while flipping to TBH)....my poor baby daddy was so embarrassed. I couldn't believe it. I'm such a boy when it comes to sports. I don't know what came over these teams (Miami...Hello??). But....even though it was painful and took 4 times longer than it should...my boy fulfilled his little boy dreams..too cute. I love football.
Sunday I MC'd the March of Dimes walk @ Hudson Mills. I got....lost...misguided...twice on the way there. I felt bad...but it turned out well. Seems that many people got waylaid by our delightful Baker Rd/94 construction. My friend Tim text messaged me while I was there with an extra Tigers ticket. Tons of fun with my friends. I have a really cute Irish tan and met a cute Irish boy at the Old Shillelagh . It was a very Gaelic day for me.
Today was pretty good until I left work. I called my mom like I do every day on my way home. Unfortunately, before I could tell her how Finnegan, my roommates puppy, ate one of my favorite shoes last night, she told me that my 15 year old Yorkie died. I'm pretty devastated and crying and hugging my puppies here a whole lot. Instead of doing some cleaning before my roommate gets home tonight, I'm going to my parents to cry at my little baby Levi's funeral. I'm a very very sad gal right now. I'm going to lay down with Darby and Finnegan....Darby's good for drying tears...fluffy and absorbent...and she loves me :(
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