Just one of those days

Okay folks...if I was tech savy at this point this posting would include that song by Limp Bizquit (or how ever the hell you spell his name) Just one of those days. If your not familiar with the song.....it's very good to blare in your car when you're so pissed off. To quote "It's all about the he said she said bull S**t". That's how it feels. And no I am not referring to my loving husband....it's been about work. But being from seeing it happen on other blogs, I will refrain from naming the company I work for or my co-workers I work with on this blog. We'll just leave it with Limp's great words.

So now that I've set up the tone of this blog here we go. I'm swamped at work. I'm going to put it out there that I took this job to enjoy a quality of life....and just after a year well it's become very demanding and now I have to work hard for something that I'm not being compensated it at for market rates. Okay enough on that rant.

So I rush home to hang out with puppy girl, since she has been such a trooper in her crate. We go "empty" and play some. But she is soooo not interested in walking today. So we hang out and play in the living room with her toys. I start doing work while sitting on the ground. Girlfriend is happily playing....with me having to give a few Alpha dog "No's". Anyway she comes up to me and decides I'm a chew toy. So the Alpha dog "No's" are flying and then she attempts to pierce my nose. Now don't get me wrong....in my "sk8tr girl" days I wanted an eyebrow ring so bad....and a nose ring....but Sara would have crucified my ass so quickly that it didn't happen....but now that I'm a wise and older 30.....a nose ring might not be top on the priority list right now. So girlfriend Gordy sinks her teeth into the interior of my nose. And pulls down. Oh my friends, let's just say that tears were a flowing, along with cuss words that my sista taught me, as well as Alpha Dog! Blood a gushing, dog a whimpering and following me to that bathroom I assess the situation. Blood coming out of the nose, while painful, seems to be "merely a flesh wound" (my Monty Pthyon friends!). So we walk into the kitchen. Kleenex stuffed up the left nostral with tears pouring out of my eyes, and bleep bleeep you bleep bleep coming out of my mouth. I decide to still be a loving "mom" and fill up her water bowl. As I'm in the act of kindness she squats and pisses all over the floor. So I grab her.....let out the Alpha Dog "NOOOOOOOOO" and run outside with mascara running, bloody kleenex in my nose, bare foot, with puppy in hand to see my cool neighbors from down the street. I think I was quite the site.

Needless to say it was another adventurous day with Gordy. Never boring...and here I am taking a break from working as Gordy chews on her Khong. Oh and friends she just pissed on my carpet.

I'll leave it at that.