dear ,
you are most welcome. i really don't mind buying you dog food, because i feel like it's part of our unspoken contract: i feed you regularly, you don't pee in my bed. you've kept up your part of the bargain, i should probably do the same. it's always funny to me to see you do the same dinner dance you did when you were a 9-lb furball now that you're a 70-lb beastie, and it's tripled when i walk through the door with a new bag of food.
i wish that i'd remember to buy your pansyfood 3-4 days before you run out, because it's not fun shoving my arm into the bin and praying to the god of dwindling kibble (fun note on dyslexia, i accidentally typed "dog") that there's enough for even 75% of a meal because i got home late and petsmart and petco are closed, and even if the last of your food is given to you tonight, you can wait a little bit in the morning for a midday meal. like brunch! (by the way, petsmart and petco, could you put some stores a little closer to my house please?)
now i'm afraid we need to revisit the "floor/not floor" conundrum. i can understand your confusion about what constitutes floor and what doesn't, what with how messy the house has gotten, but standing with your left front and rear feet INSIDE my upright knitting bag seems a bit ridiculous, even for you, you silly animal.
also, the barking? driving me up the freaking wall. however, i'm most grateful you don't bark during sleeping time (well the night time one anyway - you haven't quite figured out that nap time is the same as sleeping time). and since we're talking about things that bug me, stop waking up to piddle in the yard before 5 am please. it's unnecessary.
thanks, and there's a treat for you in your dog bed.
love,
the lady with the food
who would like to teach him to read?
baby steps
okay, i'm at a coffee shop, supposedly working on my paper right now, and i might be crying.
i won't confirm or deny that for sure, but there's a chance.
because i just read this article. i found it reading this article.
both bring up the valid points that i've been lucky enough to know because i've worked with these children. i love these children. every time i was around one of my kiddos, i learned something new, and i received so much joy and love.
there's more to this story, but i really do have to work on my paper...
open letter to the world
dear world,
please stop spitting your gum out on the ground.
thanks,
heather
p.s. also, please stop wearing crocs if you're not a nurse or on a boat.
mmmmm...coffee...
i'm writing at the moment from SML coffee on the corner of speer and washington. i'm using their free wifi and sipping the most incredible americano i may have ever had.
it's been open for about 6 weeks, and is empty other than me and the owner. so, it's still new, but the coffee's great, it has 2 garage doors (reminding me of the 5 points jittery joe's in athens).
they are having free movie nights on wednesdays through september (BYO lawn chair), friday night speed scrabble, and did i mention the good coffee?
i'm going to be there for a movie night when i can (the next 2 are busy for me - but the 14th? the big lebowski), and hope to make scrabble night before too long...
yay good coffee in denver! it doesn't happen often.
yessssssss
now, i share my birthday with more than siouxsie sioux. (and i didn't know about louis gosset, jr., left-eye, jamie oliver, and NEIL FINN!)
the wait is over. siouxie and neil are way more awesome people to share it with though.
other good things from that day are here.
everyone knows that white clothing symbolizes death in china
if you didn' t know that, you're a loser.
okay, that was harsh and untrue. you're not a loser, i apologize.
but there was a random chinese girl dressed in a lovely, long white column dress at the dim sum place yesterday. she was wandering around with a wad of cash. most people in her party were wearing sneakers.
lo! what interestingness was had (boy, howdy a lot of pictures!)
(i'm having trouble uploading to flickr - and flickr never fails me. the world must be ending. if the world's still here tomorrow, i'll post pictures)
today i had dim sum with fritzie and pei we and looked at silly things at the asian market. while eating dim sum, the servers kept marking our bingo card. i think we won!

and pei gave me a 12 pack of izze for my birthday since i love it.
sadly, when i was walking down the stairs to my apartment, i dropped the box, and broke 4 of them. my hands started bleeding from the broken glass and my vestibule smells like pomegranate juice and i think the ants will move in overnight.
the inimitable fredlet and her family (the semaphoria-forkbeards?) sent me a cafepress knitty raglan hoodie, that proudly identifies its wearer as a yarn h0.
my mom and sister gave me the same card i sent to someone just a month ago! it's that funny! (or they just know what i think is funny).
and a pair of monkey flip flops.
and a pair of gardening gloves.
and, this is the amazing one, a copy of the long-out of print children's book heather's feathers.
it was my favorite when i was little (i wonder why) and i used to check it out from smiley library all the time.
my favorite line (of which i may call for a re-enactment in my last class on wednesday):
"aren't we lucky to have heather in our class!" said the teacher.copies of this book, much less NEW copies of this book are hard to come by and costly, and i love it to bits and smithereens.
"oh, yes!" shouted everyone.
and i baked a lemonylemon cake and bought a vacuum. woot!
thanks everyone - it was lovely.
no time for a proper post
but there were amazing gifts and dim sum and i'm baking my cake.
i'm also still shopping for a vacuum cleaner.
and stumbled upon this review. please be sure to take note of #5 under the pros.
i'm dying to see the family pictures.