melons and collies

Our neighbors bought the dog a shock collar. Poor dog.

I mean, you know, you could actually train the dog, spend time with the dog, take the dog for walks, let the dog outside, FEED the dog, be home like, at least every two days - but no, shock collars work too.

The dog still barks, but then whines really pitifully afterwards.

I wonder how long until they figure out their nextdoor neighbor is a cop. Heh.

Anyway, in other news, Michael came up to visit and hang out with us. We took him around the town, we tried the new steakhouse which wasn't so great and overpriced, I made homemade mexican food and am still ever-perfecting the home-made salsa. Tonight we went to some ale house place in old town and also my favorite ice cream joint - I wanted to try the pumpkin ice cream but I chickened out at the last minute and had strawberries & cookies instead. I sampled the yerba mate and the pinot grigio ice creams - yah, disgusting.

Both places we went to had board games out that you could play. We played Pigs Mania (I think that's the name, it's just two pigs that you roll like dice.) and Sorry!

Tomorrow's church, but I can't sleep. I keep thinking - thinking, thinking, thinking. I can't stop. I made the mistake of looking for RN job postings - I get all depressed and I'm all like, what if that job is better for me than my job now. Oh look, it pays more - but the hours are less, hmm. It's just like, man, I don't know. I wish I could be happy working, happy with my job, but really, I truly think my job sucks. And I'm not sure what to do about it.

Oh and I really want a pumpkin on my front porch. Driving by all the homes everyone had bright happy little pumpkins.