The Doctor will see you now...

Yesterday Murphy and I had a sick day. Well, I wasn’t feeling so hot, I am sure Murphy was fine. We had a hectic day that consisted of sleeping in, going on walks, making Mac & Cheese (you know the blue box, but don’t worry I fancied it up at the end by grating some Parmesan on top with my mircoplane. Watch out food network I could blow you out of the water with my culinary expertise). There was a little bit of watching that new Paula Abdul show which was absolutely hideous and awful and I only lasted about 10 minutes into it, I mean sure as a social whole we are pretty hard on those in the lime light but this lady has lost it. I will be first to raise my hand and let you all know I danced in my living room in front of the TV to “Straight Up. And I am convinced that “Cold Hearted” was my first introduction to sexual perversion... You all know the part I am talking about; when there is a massive dry hump session on the human sized micro-shelving unit. Yes that one. I had some Paula love…20 years ago! And I don’t know if its fame or a toxic chemical cocktail from anti-anxiety to anti-depression prescriptions she’s downing on the daily but that lady is damn crazy, She started crying when her new personal assistant hadn’t reminded her to email someone from chicken soup for the soul back – chicken soup for the soul? These books are seriously still in production. And when do you get so big/crazy you can’t remember to email people back. I probably go through 100 + emails a day and I am doing all right remembering the shit I have to get done.

So continuing the day we had a little top chef Maimi and we finished it all off with watching the last hour of the Good Shepard sending on its merry way back to netflix.

Murphy and I cuddled and then he would decide he needed to go hang and catch some rays on his (newly washed) bed. Changed his mind and hung out on the couch with me, then ventured over to the big bed and laid around on that for a while. Shook his (newly purchased and much cleaner) rope back and forth. Went back to the couch, then back to the floor. Man I got to feel bad for this little guy with the hectic day schedule he has to endure.

Towards the end of the day I felt a bit better after some naps and a whole lot of doing nothing. So I showered and walked Murphy and met Eric at the restaurant to go have a date at Bonnies BBQ, where he wined and dined me on (well dined because I only had a water) vegetarian chili cheese fries and a Portobello burger with garlic mayo. I would venture to say my diet yesterday was a little bit on the not so healthy side, but it made me feel better.




We went to see Harry Potter and headed home. I was bummed a little on the Potter flick. I have been so good about reading the books before each movie comes out, it give it a little more to the story and I love being able to walk in the theater with an idea of what happened and a its fun to imagine things and then get a pretty damn good interpretation via Hollywood. Well, being the huge intellectual genius that I am…I skipped this book. I read the one before and the one after thinking I was following the order. Yea, rocket scientist here. It was still good.