One Day More

In keeping with Les Miserables obsession and the tendency to repeat old jokes, I'm re-using this blog post title. (Basically...whenever something important is happening on the morrow I re-use that phrase. Anyway.)

 Guys. You would not believe how....how.....excited? Nervous? Attentive? I can't think of the right word right now. But basically I've been checking and double-checking everything today and now I think I have everything officially together. The laptop is the last thing to be packed. 8D

I was going to take the horse for a ride today, but after going to the gym I felt like I was going to die (one day I'm okay with running, the next I hate it). So I took a short nap and woke up to it POURING outside. Sigh.

Case in point. It was wild, man.

 I also managed to shatter a glass today, completely by accident. See, I made these lemonade popsicles a while back. They're really good, but SO tart that I could hardly eat them and there were 3 left. (My mouth is watering now at the thought of all that sourness. Yum.)

I took the popsicles out of the freezer and immediately dropped them into a glass. The glass in this scenario is one of those heavy-duty, seamless ones that no one in our family has ever broken, which is a miracle in itself.

About 30 seconds after they hit the bottom of the glass, I was holding it in my hand and heard a 'tink'. I looked down in horror, heard another 'tink', and next thing I know I'm holding a glass that has been neatly sliced in half. It didn't fall apart in my hand (thank goodness) but it was SCARY. See?

 

It was like one of those Pinterest things on how to cut a wine bottle or Mason jar, but totally by accident!

ACK.

The weirdest part was, it stayed together very well and even was waterproof enough for me to pour my rapidly-melting lemonade icicles into another glass. (That one stayed intact.)

In OTHER other news, I shaved Javert today! He has this crazy thick coat that I adore, but it's been hot for the past few days and I can tell that he's starting to get miserable (and shed like crazy). It took me about an hour, but he has been completely shaved with no casualties. He doesn't even look like the same dog.

 

His little collar is on the smallest hole now, instead of on the largest.... *sniff*

My dad didn't recognize him either. He saw this weird grey dog with black points running down Main Street and didn't realized until he followed said dog home that it was Javvie.

My brother and I took Javvie swimming at Wildcat Springs yesterday too. He liked wading, but he really did not like swimming. Or going higher than his chest. *sigh* We'll make a water dog of him yet!

Okay. I promised that I would go to bed early, but I really doubt that's going to happen...I'm too wired. 8D The next time I post something it'll be from Colorado! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

30 Day Drawing Challenge -- Day 13

Day 13 -- Comic

I don't do comics. Well...I do. But ones that are strange and only I find them funny (which is why the dialogue between me and Javert about the upcoming Les Mis movie is not the comic for today. XD) Instead, enjoy the mental image of a bird with a french fry.

Since this blog tends to have more background and chit-chat than I can put up on, say, Facebook and its shadow ilk, here's the comic with dialogue between me and Javert. If you don't find it funny, you're not the first. :p

 ...I used to write lots of little comics with me and Javert conversing within the stick-figure medium. Most of them were dumb and didn't make much sense--I see that I haven't lost the knack yet. 

(I was also quite lonely back in those days, hence the imaginary dialogues. I'm not sure if it's sad or enviable to have had an imaginary friend/antagonist like that.)

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On a side note, this song has been going through my head for the past few days:

I have a rather eclectic taste in music, what can I say? 

"And she said I don't hate you, boy
I just want to save you
While there's still something left to save..."