Being busy for the holidays makes me feel like an adult

I was supposed to go to yoga on Tuesday but my brother bailed out and I just don't want to go alone. Once I am past a couple of classes maybe. My idea of group settings where I participate have changed a bit and I get jumpy. Hmm. We went and saw The Fighter instead and as much as I am getting tired of the bad boy Boston party Hollywood is throwing as of late, it was a decent film. And pretty right on. Just like all the other bad boy Boston films as of late damn it. The Town. Just go see it. It was awesome.

I went to The Slutcracker with AA. It was a Burlesque theme, and it was pretty great. We sat in the front row and that rocks any time you get to do it. AA said, it was like they were putting on the show just for us. That's how I feel about most things but without the people in front of you it's a lot easier to imagine. I don't know how I feel about Burlesque. I mean, I don't look down on it or anything like that, I just don't know how I feel when it is presented to me. I watch it, I dig it and then I question it for a good long time. But then again, I feel that way about a bunch of things, now don't I?

The lights in my car totally went off a while back and I was all yay my car fixed itself. It lasted for a little while and I was so pleased even though I got the typical commentary from everyone who knows better about how cars don't fix themselves and just because lights go off blah blah blah. So hey, to all those people, the lights are back on. Look at that, you were right. Bastards. Thanks for putting that out there over and over again. The neat-o part is that the lights went back on right as I needed an oil change so I like to think that's an overall win right there. As much as this little car has a hard time in super snowy conditions, it totally has my back.

We have the coolest dog ever here and he rules planet good dog. Not only did he ride about with me to complete Christmas errands the evening I picked him up he did it in such a well mannered fashion that it actually made it more enjoyable. And seriously, how enjoyable are Christmas errands? Then once back at the house, I let the Tabster out to meet him and he was the perfect gentleman even though she was slightly maniacal about having a new best friend. He and the James did fine. It's the James. Come on now. This little dude is just it though. Quiet, impeccable behavior, plays well with everyone... what more could I ask for really? I might see if they'll trade me for Tabitha. They kind of look the same so I don't see why it wouldn't work out.



Okay so maybe trading is a bit much but this dude is rad. This is the type of guy who has a can do I am totally trustworthy kind of attitude because, well, he is. Where should he sleep? How about wherever he wants! Dog beds everywhere just in case he decides he likes a certain room better! Hey man, I'm going to step out for a minute alright? Yes! That sounds great! I'll be just fine and waiting right here for you being the most perfect dog ever! Want to let him into the backyard with everyone and not have to worry about gearing up to be totally present? Cool, you go ahead and just supervise through the glass slider! Want him to come inside or over to you? Just say the word and he is up close and personal! Need a thorough tongue bath on both feet? You got it! The list goes on and on. My personal favorite is his one sided tail wag whenever you look in his direction. Total confirmation that you not only exist but you are important and loved. The ultimate dog. In my house.