my poor dog. it is only raining, not even thundering, and she is hiding in the corner of the room. with her tail in between her legs, her ears flattened to her pea head, and her back hunched over. yup she will for sure be sleeping with me tonight. that scared cat. "hello my name is raizan. i am not a bat. i am not a moose and i am not a cat." my dog has identity problems. lucy tells me it's because i don't sing to her enough. well lucy the last time i sang to her it only resulted the waking of sara....a possible scary situation let me tell you. "i love you raizan. and if it's quite all right i need you raizan to warm the lonely nights...." is what i was silently singing to her when i heard sara get up and walk out her room. i froze (from fear) and pretended to be sleeping. "what was that noise?" okay, okay! so i don't have the most "beautiful" voice in the world, but i most definitely do not sound like a dying bird, SARA. it's just that when i was little i yelled a little and i think that might have damaged my vocal cords a bit. ahhm.
so sad. today was r.a.k.'s last get together before karen went off to western. it was sad. well actually it was a lot of fun. we attempted to go to lunch at all our favorite places (one of riane's greatest ideas). planning to first get a taco from taco bell, then head towards jimmy johns for a split sandwich, and then to portillos for fries (and maybe a shake...mmm) but alas this time riane and i had a ride and our stomachs and wallets did not make the trip to portillos. then we, naturally, went back to karens to see how kelly has changed, for the better, to the true greg that he is. man the naval academy is crazy. they wake up at 5:30 each morning and run while they stretch for their five mile run. that makes you lose weight in the face. ohhh...i just realized that by watching that we had actually watched a movie our last time together. that's special. then we made status: converted and cup cakes. and even took naps in-between.
on my way home i noticed that the gas tank was empty. i was thinking about driving it home and filling it up later. but then the memories of lucy freaking out and almost throwing up every time her gas gage read "E" i found myself heading towards the closest gas station. when i went to open the gas tank i couldn't get it open. after five minutes of trying to pry it open i was debating weather or not i should just leave. i was too embarrassed to pull in and then minutes later pull back out without getting gas. so i kept trying to pry it open praying someone i knew would pull in and help me. could you imagine? anyways i don't know how but i was able to open it. liza you should have warned me.
the olympics where amazing today. how the womens freestyle relay completely shattered the world record and not to mention paul hamm! oh my goodness. my sister told me before it aired that he won gold, but as i watched it i was convinced that she had read wrong and he was headlined for a bronze win after being in 12th after the fourth round. even though i knew the outcome i could not believe it while i was watching. good thing sara told me before though, i cannot take all the suspense while i watch close events when i have favorites. it is just too much. like watching michelle kwan compete. too much.
i kiss the sun....smoooch! and i kiss the moon....smmoooch!
how does that go again?
*name the show that this comes from and you win the ultimate meal of jimmy john's and jamba.
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oh and we played on the piano too! how could i forget that.
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