Last week I saw a Facebook post from badrap.org about an upcoming spay/neuter event, and even tho I have chihuahuas not pit bulls, I texted them to ask if they had spots open for us. They texted back that pitties come first, but depending on turnout they might be able to help.
My project manager bought assorted chili peppers at a market at lunch today. As the afternoon wore on he gave in to temptation and sampled a few. The first was a Padron; reasonably hot according to him. The second was a Christmas Bell; quite sweet apparently.
Me: "Hi, I had surgery at your hospital back in 1991, and I know you must have typed my blood at the time. How would I go about finding out what my blood type is from you? ... oh, $30 and a form through the mail? Ok..." There goes that idea.
This morning I looked at a shabby 4plex near my current neighborhood. Only the outside. The grounds are pretty filthy, there are kids toys outside the 3 occupied units, and this tells me the current tenants probably aren't great neighbors.
We got word today that the baby we were going to adopt (before the fiasco with the birth mother) was born prematurely and didn't live. Even though we never met her and due to recent events would not have ended up adopting her Kesha and I are both saddened by this news. I guess we had grown more attached to her than we thought.
Rather unexpectedly got offered a job today, now I just have to hope that the physical therapy works well enough that I will be able to do the job without screwing over the whole kitchen. I'm going to be in charge of desserts for a new restaurant! Working with my favorite co-worker ever!