happy birthday to me - i'm 18 again for the 16th time!!!

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today is my birthday, and a good one it's been! i tried to sleep in, but honestly, it's not as special as it used to be when i was a gainfully employed gal. these days i can wake up whenever i want or when mopsy barks at me to let me know that while i may not need to get up to pee, she most certainly could use a patch of grass upon which to relieve herself.

anyway, i digress. i did my usual routine - starbucks, dog park/walk and gym. then allie and i ran some errands together and grabbed lunch prior to my 3pm phone interview. unfortunately, the call never happened. as per the interviewer, they were having "some internal email issues," so he was unaware that our call was today. c'est la vie - it's my birthday! i then left allie's to go home, grab mops and make another run to the dog park. my plan was to make sure mops ran lots and was exhausted so that she wouldn't freak out when i left to go back to al's for my birthday fiesta.

normally the dog park is uneventful - i chat with the other dog owners and mopsy either chases a ball or other dogs. today however, my little noodle was attacked. that's right - a mean black lab puppy decided to attack my little girl and made mopsy's ear bleed. the owner of the puppy apologized profusely, but i waved her off nonchalantly since mops wanted to continue chasing the ball after her smack down. i didn't think any blood was drawn, but another dog owner pointed out that mopsy's ear was bleeding. that's when i kind of panicked. i grabbed my little one, rushed her home and threw her in the bathtub, dousing her with enough hydrogen peroxide to dye a brunette's hair to a lovely pale blonde shade. you would have thought that mopsy had a puncture wound tearing straight to one of her arteries. luckily it was just a small little nick that she had, and we continued on with our routine of me getting ready for la fiesta and giving noodle her dinner.

so now i'm getting ready to head out and noodle, after her dog park brawl, is resting peacefully on her chaise lounge. i kid you not, the dog lies on the chaise lounge as if it's hers...she's such a prima donna. anyway, i'm off for dinner and drinks - let's hope there's some wild stories to tell you with tomorrow's post!