What Can I Say?

Today at work we had our annual "Goodie Day." It was nice, but it was done on a smaller scale that what's been done in the past. Only two departments were participating together this time instead of the whole area. I took a plate of shrimp/salmon roll-ups that I made. Before the end of the day, all but one piece had been eaten. So, I guess it turned out good. There was an over abundance of sweets, so I'm glad I took something else...there were plenty of good things for me to pig out on though.

Speaking of treats, we figured out that Weezer isn't able to chew his favorite dog biscuits anymore. He was just carrying them around in his mouth and hiding them. So, we need to start giving him softer treats. The dog food that he eats is small enough that he doesn't have to do a lot of chewing, so we don't have to change dog food on him. I guess that's just another adjustment we have to make now that 3 of our 4 pets are elderly.

This evening was the first time I've ever gotten what I'd call a bad fortune from a fortune cookie. I didn't even read it out loud after we'd eaten for reasons that I'm not going to explain here. Once we got in the car, I told Richard what it was and all he could do was moan. This is one fortune that we know is going to come true within the next few months. It something though that I just can't share with certain people.