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The weekend is never long enough. We got a lot done, though. I have a shiny SodaStream that makes tasty fizzy water. I will have it for work today, and that will be awesome.
I went to Trader Joe's and got some tasty snacks. Unfortunately, I could only reach two packages of bao, but they've been very tasty, and give me a good reason to go back in a couple of weeks. Plus, it was there that I figured out that I'm having mini panic attacks with the mask on, not asthma issues. They're allowing a limited number of people in the store, so I had to wait in line, and I was feeling like I couldn't breathe, but then I slowed down and managed to make it. Result? Two bags full of tasty food.
Then, on Saturday, we took the puppers for his grooming, which despite anxiety brain, went fine. He came out all soft and shaved down, so that'll be a few more weeks without poopy butt. When his fur gets longer, sometimes the poop gets stuck in it, and he is not good about letting us wipe it. Usually he yelps like he's being murdered. So, now he'll be doing grooming every four weeks. Fortunately, he seems to like Ms. Paulette, his groomer. He gets excited to take a ride out to them. It's kind of adorable. The first time we took him, he was so very shaggy, and when he came out after we both went "Aw, wonder who this adorable friendly dog belongs to--Oh. It our adorable dog!
Then, after the puppy was back, we went to the hellscape that is IKEA. It was busy as hell, and social distancing was a pipe dream. But still, we got almost everything we needed. I made an IKEA customer mistake. I got the lamps, but forgot the bulbs. We decided after 30+ years of ugly as fuck antique lamps, we would get matching ones for the living room. Seriously, the lamps we have are so very ugly. On is a kind of puke green with pastel pictures painted on it, and one is a white and brick red lamp that is also painted with flowers (couldn't find a picture of that). It matches the rest of the house-ugly and shabby, but I'm tired of that.
Jess and I were saying that we probably wouldn't have gone in IKEA if we hadn't both all ready had COVID. I hate that I had it, because it's assumed that you done fucked up if you got it. We did everything right. I was working from home, we were washing our hands and using instacart, and all of that. But the rehab facility sent Dad home gestating a case. I thank all the deities available that he got the mildest case. But it's annoying that it's such a stigma attached.
I went to Trader Joe's and got some tasty snacks. Unfortunately, I could only reach two packages of bao, but they've been very tasty, and give me a good reason to go back in a couple of weeks. Plus, it was there that I figured out that I'm having mini panic attacks with the mask on, not asthma issues. They're allowing a limited number of people in the store, so I had to wait in line, and I was feeling like I couldn't breathe, but then I slowed down and managed to make it. Result? Two bags full of tasty food.
Then, on Saturday, we took the puppers for his grooming, which despite anxiety brain, went fine. He came out all soft and shaved down, so that'll be a few more weeks without poopy butt. When his fur gets longer, sometimes the poop gets stuck in it, and he is not good about letting us wipe it. Usually he yelps like he's being murdered. So, now he'll be doing grooming every four weeks. Fortunately, he seems to like Ms. Paulette, his groomer. He gets excited to take a ride out to them. It's kind of adorable. The first time we took him, he was so very shaggy, and when he came out after we both went "Aw, wonder who this adorable friendly dog belongs to--Oh. It our adorable dog!
Then, after the puppy was back, we went to the hellscape that is IKEA. It was busy as hell, and social distancing was a pipe dream. But still, we got almost everything we needed. I made an IKEA customer mistake. I got the lamps, but forgot the bulbs. We decided after 30+ years of ugly as fuck antique lamps, we would get matching ones for the living room. Seriously, the lamps we have are so very ugly. On is a kind of puke green with pastel pictures painted on it, and one is a white and brick red lamp that is also painted with flowers (couldn't find a picture of that). It matches the rest of the house-ugly and shabby, but I'm tired of that.
Jess and I were saying that we probably wouldn't have gone in IKEA if we hadn't both all ready had COVID. I hate that I had it, because it's assumed that you done fucked up if you got it. We did everything right. I was working from home, we were washing our hands and using instacart, and all of that. But the rehab facility sent Dad home gestating a case. I thank all the deities available that he got the mildest case. But it's annoying that it's such a stigma attached.
