Friday: As you will recall, I took the day off. I had a vet appointment for Boo and though it started well, it ended poorly. We had Boo all drugged up and ready for a calm visit. Before we left, he was sacked out and definitely feeling no pain. When I loaded him into the car, he was fine, excited more than anything. We got to the vet and we were ushered into a room and his anxiety level was certainly elevated. For the most part he spent his time there in my lap. The vet tech came in, asked her questions and we discussed what shots he would get and then they took him back for his heartworm test, vaccines and nail trim. Within a few minutes, I heard him scream. Ugh! He screamed once more and then that was it. The vet came in and said he did great but was just not happy about getting blood drawn. Once that was done, he calmed down. I asked if they were able to get his nails done and she said, yes, there were just now finishing that up. Phew. She left and I waited. And then the groomer came in and said, "Um...well...we were able to get his back nails cut. He did great with those. However, when we went for his front paws he flipped out." Apparently they had him muzzled but when he wigged out he somehow got it off and then proceeded to bite the vet tech, breaking her skin. Ugh! Dammit Boo! I told her, "By the way, he is drugged up." She was shocked.
So from there we left and I took my baby home and loved on him and told him it wasn't his fault and he wouldn't have to go back there for a long while. Fast forward to me out and about running errands. I was in the parking lot of Costco when my phone rang. I saw it was the vet calling. Apparently in all the craziness, they didn't give Boo his heartworm shot and could I come back on Monday? What!? Jesus Christ! I mean, poor boy has been tormented and now he has to go back. I'm going to make Jim do it (at 4:35 this afternoon). I think they should have to come out to the car and do it to avoid any anxiety for Boo.
Friday night Jim and I headed over to Raeburn for dinner and a chance to see Cullen, meet Cesar and just have family time. Trip, Susan and JJ ended up being able to come as well since JJ's game was cancelled.
Saturday: Maggie and Charlie got here around 3:00. From there we went up to Shooters for a couple beers and apps. Dinner reservations weren't until 8:15 so we needed a little sustenance. After that we came home and just rested until it was time to get ready and head downtown. We decided to meet a bit early and have a cocktail with those who could make it at the Palm, the bar in the Netherlands. Of course it was closed (really?) so we ended up just sort of tooling around Fountain Square. Via Vite had a little spot outside to sit so we got some drinks and waited for our reservations.
Jeff Ruby's knows how to make a meal. Everything was amazing from the atmosphere to the gimlet I got to the apps (king crab leg) to the steaks and desserts. Best of all was the company, however. It was a great celebration of Dad and though the evening wiped him out, having all of us there was something special. Thank you Dad and Becky for a wonderful night.
As for the dinner, most of us got steaks except for Becky (she got the dover sole) and Eva (salmon). Jim got the biggest steak I've ever seen (porterhouse) it was ridiculous and you know he ate every last bit of it. We were there for a solid 4 hours and we didn't get home until 1:00. Maggie and I stayed up a bit and chatted and were finally in bed by 2:00. I got up at 7:00 and was freakin' exhausted. I made a big breakfast, though we were all still a but stuffed from dinner and then the Egberts were on the road around 10:00.
Jim and I did head to Shooters for some down time then came home to lay about and recover. I did manage to take a nap for about an hour yesterday but I didn't want to ruin myself for a good night's sleep. I made a salad for dinner and was in bed by 8:00.
Thankfully I did sleep well last night. I think I woke up around 1:00 and laid there for about an hour before I finally fell back to sleep but all in all, I can't complain. I think it had everything to do with my new buckwheat hull pillow. So far so good there. Though it was really hard to get up at 4:15 this morning, I didn't have a headache.
Oh, bonus: For those of you who know about my poor toe, the thick skin that was causing such pain fell off. I'm hoping that this is the beginning of my toe feeling better. I'm going to keep treating it with kid gloves but I'm hoping that the pain I was having will begin to subside. Fingers crossed.
It should be a pretty normal week though I do have an IEP meeting Wednesday (the last of the year). I have 1/2 a PD day on Thursday but other than that, I'll just be powering through hoping to make it to Friday without too many issues. In less than a month, I'll be on summer break. I just have to keep my eye on the ball.
K - happy Monday. Oh, dinner tonight: pork chops, Thai style and rice with some sort of veggie. K - Later!
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