Can't think of a title.
Yesterday Pudd'n and I went over to Linda's house. She is out of town again and we get to play in her pool. GP would freak out every time I'd go down the slide, he'd come swim up to me and "heard/retrieve" me back to the shallow end. Then if I tried to go swim, he'd follow me. I kept telling him he was Pudd'ns service dog, not mine.I went to go drop my brides maid dress off at the taylor only to find out that hes out of town for the week.
OH JOY.
It is 2 weeks away from my sister's wedding. The taylor's assistant told me in broken Italian that her boss would be back in plenty of time to fix my dress. I think I'll crack open the phone book any way.
Today I get my hair cut and I'm frothing at the mouth to color it. I have to wait for the color since I'm still playing at the beach up until we leave.
And that barflies is my exciting day.