We went out to eat at a new Italian restaurant and even got dessert (vanilla creme custard with amaretto/raspberry sauce).
Then we went to see the new Bourne movie. Whenever I watch movies like that, I think about how I am NOT cut out to be a spy. I would just give up after one attempt to evade the villains. No guts or wits whatsoever.
The movie ended around 9:30 p.m. I said jokingly, "Why don't we see another one?" And Transformers started in 5 minutes. And we didn't have anything else to do or any reason to rush home. So we paid and went right back in.
It occurred to me that unless we have Darra spend the night at John's parents' house, we won't be able to be so spontaneous again in who knows how long.
I picked up Darra from the vet this morning. She's pretty much stuck with 3 activities: trying to eat, sleeping, and being bored. I think she's resigned herself to the "elizabethan collar" for the next 2 weeks.
2 comments:
Poor Darra! Many a times--nay, too many times--has Reggie had to wear the conehead/Elizabethan collar/satellite receiver dish turning him into a bobble-head doggie. He hates it and mopes the whole time it is on.
I hope she gets out of it quickly.
Missy http://missyisms.typepad.com
absolutely precious!!!!! and yet so sad...talk about puppy dog eyes! (with just a hint of condemnation in them! >grin< "how could you DO this to me!?!?! what did I ever do to you?!?!" it was great chatting with you, although i know it's not near long enough. always glad we can keep in touch and chat. talk with ya soon.
kelly :)
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