Now you're out there swimming

No paid work today. I did go to the weekly sales meeting at the real estate office. Fortunately there was no home tour, so we were out of there by 10:30. Oh shit. I was going to call the Security Company today and tell them I am ready to work for them part-time if they have an opening. And IF they can meet my demands. I am not going to work at any Cincinnati stores and I am not going to work every weekend and I already have several days I need off. In fact, the whole month of July would be nice to have off. I have a lot of things going on in July. Well anyway, I may call him tomorrow on my lunch break. If I remember.

Have you heard that song “In the Deep”? A beautiful song. It makes me think of scuba diving because I heard it on the flight down (in flight music or something) and it was going through my head on just about every dive. Wouldn’t it be cool to dive with a waterproof iPod?

I took my mother out today. That’s always fun. We started at Bed Bath and Beyond. I have been waiting for a 20% off coupon so I could buy Bijoux some Doggy Steps. They aren’t quite high enough for my bed, but they will help her as soon as she learns how to use them. She’s a bit afraid of them right now. We practiced some this afternoon with cheese and Pupperoni. It’s a process. If she gets used to them, I will order the 4th step add-on to make them higher. But when she gets off the bed at night (which she shouldn’t be doing at all. And I know when she does it’s cuz she is going to go do something bad….like pee) she wakes me up to pick her up and put her back on the bed. That is getting really old. I don’t know what her deal is with jumping. She is certainly capable. Poodles are jumpers. But she does have knee problems, so I give her the benefit of the doubt and baby her. Of course.

After a couple more shops it was lunch time. Eating with my mother is such a pain in the ass. I know I am a picky eater – but my god. She is BEYOND a picky eater. Seriously puts me to shame. I was sort of craving a French Dip from First Watch. She looked at the menu and said there was nothing she could eat there. Whatever. So we walked across the street to Hoggy’s. It’s a brand new BBQ place and Matthew was raving about the gumbo. I saw they had Mac N Cheese, baked potatoes and corn bread on the menu, so I figured that would satisfy her. I decided to wait on the gumbo until Matthew was home, in case I didn’t like it. So I got a BBQ chicken sandwich. It was good, but I must confess something. There are very few things I miss about GA, but they do have some damn good ‘cue. Especially O.B.’s. Dat shit is da bomb-diggity.

Hoggy’s needs to get their act together a bit. The service wasn’t all that great. Her Mac N Cheese was cold the first time. They did bring out a replacement, which was hot. But the highlight of the meal was the big ass bone in my chicken. It was well over an inch long with a nice long pointed end. Fortunately I bit the end of it and didn’t get the whole thing in my mouth. That could have been nasty. I showed our server and he said “Wow…that’s not good.” Gee…ya think? He then proceeded to bring us our bill. I should have complained then and there, but we had already complained about the Mac N Cheese. I hate complaining in restaurants – even though I know I should do it. But I always feel guilty when they give me a free meal. Like I go around doing that at every restaurant in town. Which I don’t. So I let it go. Until I got home and told Matthew. He said I should have asked for the manager again. I know I know. So I called them and told them. Of course they are sending me a gift certificate for a free meal. I would make such a good Catholic. I carry around so much guilt.