Sunday update
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Read the NYT while absorbing UVA and UVB at a nearby cafe. Three interesting things happened:
(1) A (female) police officer hit on me! My ego approves. My wife was very vocal about being my wife thereafter :-D
(2) Someone needed his car jumped; I was thrilled to use the cables I schlep everywhere with me.
(3) We had brought Max with us and a family visited with him. The family was very quiet and spent at least thirty minutes petting Max. Max, who doesn't like strangers in general and children in particular, spread out his body on the concrete and let himself be pet. He even licked the boy, who is 11 years old. That's a first - I've had Max nearly 9 years -he's about 11 years old himself -and have never seen him lick a child. He usually bristles. Those kids must taste awful ;-)
Dad and son leave and we find out the parents are separated about a month; this is the first time Mom and son have seen Dad. We speak to Mom at length and congratulate her on starting therapy with her husband this coming Monday. Mom receives call; Dad has bought son a video game and is returning to the family home to spend a few hours there.
A part of me believes Max may have sensed the tension and did some "companion animal" work. Another part suspects I'm anthropomorphizing him. Regardless, he's the best dog ever.
In other news:
Mongolian BBQ with
peters67 and
hot_turkey Peter informs me my hair looks much better in person than in yesterday's photo. I credit napping and bed head. I think I bored
hot_turkey by discussing semiconductor processing equipment at length. Well, I discussed and
peters67 made the best surprised face ever. It looked just like this:
:-O
The usual trouble makers were missing due to a Rock Band party that lasted until 4AM this morning.
Too late to go the gym (they close at 10; bastards.) Taking Max for a long walk instead.
After that I need to pick up the house, finish my lecture, and set aside some paperwork I was supposed to drop off at the accountant's office on Friday. D'oh.
How was your Sunday? Tell me something good!
(1) A (female) police officer hit on me! My ego approves. My wife was very vocal about being my wife thereafter :-D
(2) Someone needed his car jumped; I was thrilled to use the cables I schlep everywhere with me.
(3) We had brought Max with us and a family visited with him. The family was very quiet and spent at least thirty minutes petting Max. Max, who doesn't like strangers in general and children in particular, spread out his body on the concrete and let himself be pet. He even licked the boy, who is 11 years old. That's a first - I've had Max nearly 9 years -he's about 11 years old himself -and have never seen him lick a child. He usually bristles. Those kids must taste awful ;-)
Dad and son leave and we find out the parents are separated about a month; this is the first time Mom and son have seen Dad. We speak to Mom at length and congratulate her on starting therapy with her husband this coming Monday. Mom receives call; Dad has bought son a video game and is returning to the family home to spend a few hours there.
A part of me believes Max may have sensed the tension and did some "companion animal" work. Another part suspects I'm anthropomorphizing him. Regardless, he's the best dog ever.
In other news:
Mongolian BBQ with
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The usual trouble makers were missing due to a Rock Band party that lasted until 4AM this morning.
Too late to go the gym (they close at 10; bastards.) Taking Max for a long walk instead.
After that I need to pick up the house, finish my lecture, and set aside some paperwork I was supposed to drop off at the accountant's office on Friday. D'oh.
How was your Sunday? Tell me something good!
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Date: 2009-04-13 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 05:24 am (UTC)Our something good:
Mom made it to church today for the first time since her surgery. She got a bit tired half-way through but did OK and perked up afterwards with all the well wishes.
Hubby, the kids and I took a nap on the couch at good sister's house (everyone spent the day there). We were holding hands the whole time.
We had awesome food cooked by evil sister's 13 year old son.
Significant progress was made on getting the house into some semblance of order yesterday.
Speaking of yesterday, Hubby and I stayed home all day and we splurged on In and Out burgers for dinner.
So yeah, a good weekend.
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Date: 2009-04-13 06:36 am (UTC)It was good to see you.
A good thing from my Sunday (other than seeing you): I climbed a 5.11b route at Planet Granite SF, and it felt well within my abilities, not that hard at all. Our friend Tyndall, who is a really good climber, showed up just as we were leaving, I commented that I had just climbed that one, and he said "wow, that looks hard". Definitely good for *my* ego, that. :-)
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Date: 2009-04-13 06:46 am (UTC)Glad climbing is going so well.
Great to see you; hope you'll join us again soon.
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Date: 2009-04-13 12:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 08:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-13 11:12 pm (UTC)Dogs are a lot more sensitive than most people give them credit for. That's part of why there are "therapy" animals and such. They may not know things in the same way that we do (in fact I'm sure of it) but they *do* know when there is a being in need of the kind of help/assistance that only they can provide. Each dog is a little bit different, too. Just as humans are.
Case in point: my three are still rather skittish around Mom and Dad and will almost never approach them on their own (long story involving fish nets) unless they have food and even then it's iffy. Yet just last week, the Docs added a new med to Mom's routine which essentially knocked her out for 24+ hours*. The kids stayed really, really close to her during this time and didn't bark at all. Nova was "guard" at the foot of her bed while the girls both snuggled in beside her.
Now as for the best dog ever part...
*This was a Very Good Thing as she has not been getting much sleep at all due to her pain levels.