I hadn't not had a day job in a while, so it was nice to have a chance to catch up with the rest of the kids who have somehow figured out to avoid the nine-to-five chains. On Wednesday morning, Posh came over and we played Xbox until early afternoon.
Four days later, I finally was feeling well enough to get out of bed. Meredith and I were supposed to go out to New Jersey for Christmas Eve, but I was still feeling pretty awful so we decided to stay in NYC.
Sadie is really old and like most Whippets is sort of shy. So we spent most of Sunday on the couch getting to know each other. Look how reserved and shy she is! Hahaha.
On Saturday night, Gina came over to our apt for a girl's night. So I decided to head out and leave the girls alone to "do their thing." (Incidentally, their "thing" turned out to be...
Later that night we tried to get Meredith to come out with us, but she had a bunch of homework to do for school. So she decided to stay out home with Piper the Laser-Eyed Chiuaua (who we were taking care of for Ellen).
I went into Sarah's room to say hi and found my new roommate Niki in there! Hahaha. Our internet access wasn't working yet so she was at Sarah's borrowing some bandwidth (which, as a former roommate of Sarah's apartment, she's allowed to do!).
After a long day of the beach and then cooking in the kitchen, Mer passed out early! I woke her up from her little nappity nap, and then she and I took the train back up to NYC so that I could head to...
Somebody on this site pointed out that my Dad looks just like Peter, the father from the cartoon "The Family Guy" and now I can't see a pic of him without thinking about how true that is.
The three of us headed back to our condo to try to convince the still-sleeping boys to head into town and getting some food. Check out the Fatty totally passed out from the previous night's exploits. Beeeeeg guy on a leeeeetle couch!
Hardee-har-har. So now I'm wearing girly make-up and I figure that if I choose "dare" again, they'll reward me for being a good sport and this time I'll get to make out. Too bad I was half right. They wanted me to make out, but they wanted me to make out with Joey. When I informed them that I wouldn't kiss him with tongue, the girls conferred in the corner and then came back to announce that in lieu of us kissing, they'd decided that they'd prefer to watch us have what they called "A Sword-fight."
For a brief moment, it sounded like a win-win alternative until I realized that there were no actual swords in the vicinity.
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