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Poor Tucker. He has to live his life with a cone on his head. Every time I take it off he starts licking his paws again. We’ve tried all sorts of things and still, it’s like he can’t help himself.
I just put it back on and he’s even licking the inside of the cone because his life is all about the lick!!!
He likes to lick his ass to so I guess it’s also “all about that bass!” HAHAHA
So this morning, I woke up and practically had frostbite. You see, down here in Greensboro, North Carolina it got down to 25 degrees last night. Kevin, as you may or may not know, is a Penguin and revels in the freezing weather.
Not outside, mind you, but inside. Every night he turns the heat down to 62 so when I got up this morning the house was 62 degrees but that’s not the problem. The problem is that we close our bedroom door so that Tucker won’t come bug us and then he opens up the window about 12 inches, aka “a foot!”
I bet that this morning our bedroom was in the 50’s when we got up. First the alarm went off and scared the hell out of me. This may or may not be my fault since it’s not set on a station and hasn’t been for years. It goes off and it’s static and for some reason it’s really, really loud.
So I die upon waking (hahahaha) and Kevin gets up and eventually I get up but this morning I flat out refused. At 7:05 Kevin was all like “Lynn, get up” but I was lying there all in a ball with my heating pad wrapped around a square foot and I knew that if I budged an inch I’d hit a cold spot; and this was under the covers!
So there was no way I was getting out of bed in that weather. I’m pretty sure we had frost on the dresser!
Anyways, I did finally get up went into the bathroom where it was warm because Kevin takes one hour showers (may or may not be a slight exaggeration) probably because he’s fucking freezing!
Anyways, I’ve since thawed out but now that I’m home I’m going to need to take Tucker for a walk and it’s still on 30 degrees out and I really don’t own anything warm because it doesn’t usually get all that cold down here.
Tonight it’s supposed to be 18 degrees and I know all you guys live in colder places and are all like “Lynn, you’re a baby” but I know that’s true and I don’t care. You guys should just move here.
Anyways, I’m all toasty and now I gotta psych up to go out.
Wish me luck!