Coming Up for Air

Whoa.  It's been a coupla crazy days.  I was feeling fearless, and I decided to give The Dog's sister a try.  She didn't last long.  She was a regular Hound of the Baskervilles.  Loved that book.  Read it when Kiddo was assigned it for summer reading.  I think it's public domain, which means I could download it on my Kindle, for free.  I have the book, but the cool thing about e-readers is that you can just click on a word and the definition pops up.  Amazing.  Useful for Words With Friends.

Oh, back to the crazy dog.  I've heard that when you bring a second-born baby home from the hospital, the first-born child regresses.  Specifically in the potty-training department.  And I can tell you, I spent way too much time dealing with shit.  Literally.

Thank goodness I borrowed a crate from the vet.  I'm not sure I should admit this, but I will.  I gave the Hell-Hound a Xanax.  A tiny little sliver of one.  The first time.  It helped.  I happen to know that it's perfectly safe for dogs.  I have a friend whose vet writes scripts for Xanax for her dog to take in thunderstorms.  I shouldn't admit this, either, but my friend usually uses it up before the first thunderbolt hits.  If I had her job, I would, too.  And actually, the only reason I was so free with my benzos was because I signed up with Medco for mail-order prescriptions.  I had a long expired script for X on my Walgreens profile.  Medco contacted my doc and she wrote a refill, and I got a bazillion unexpected pills in the mail.  Crazy.  I hope she doesn't think I'm a drug-seeker.  I guess if she did, she wouldn't have granted the refill.  When I see her, I'll explain.  She'll tell me to flush them.  Right.

Seriously, though, I am extremely careful with that stuff.  The ironic thing is that when I get into panic mode, I don't even think about taking one.  When I do remember, though, there's immediate relief.  I wonder how much of that is the placebo effect.  I do know that I wouldn't have made it through Mother's death without it. 

Ok, enough about that.  It's time to think about The Daddler's Din-Din.  I went shopping today so I have lots of good stuff for him.  I bought a pint of Pannera Bread's lobster bisque (Target carries it), but I dropped it on the kitchen floor, so there's only a cup left.  I think I'll put some diced tomatoes in my Magic Bullet to stretch it a little.  I happen to have some cream, too.  I love experimenting in the kitchen.  Oh, Target also has a line of Giada food.  I bought some pasta sauce and black olive tapenade.  Yum.  I have french bread, onions, garlic, sun-dried tomatoes, parmesan...  The possibilities are endless.

On that note, I'd better get busy.  Over and out...