Well, today I spent my day working at the toll booth (see picture). It's not the most entertaining of places, but I got to read and listen to some tunes, so it wasn't too bad. Also, I got to call 9-11 today!! Right to the left of the toll booth is a parking lot for our beach (it's actually a pond that is filled with freezing water year round, but some crazy people actually think it's a beach!). One of our park guests was a rather obese, older woman. Apparently, she sat in a beach chair and at the end of the day, she couldn't get up. She had shortness of breath and hot flashes, and shaking. So, they asked us to call 9-11. Man, those poor EMTs. Once you're in the parking lot, it's about 200 yards downhill to the beach, so those guys had to carry her quite a ways. All in all, it was a little nerve-wracking, but kind of exciting. I've never called 9-11 before, so I can cross that off my bucket list...just kidding!Tomorrow, Molly turns 8 weeks. She'll officially be a legal puppy! Oh, Peanut has taken to humping Molly ALL THE TIME! I'm pretty sure she's just trying to show her dominance while Molly's still small and she still can. It's pretty much the nastiest thing I've ever seen: she thrusts nice and slow and passionately. AAAAAHHHH!! I can't talk about it. I've lost a little bit of respect for Peanut.
What a day! Sounds very eventful. Didn't you call 911 when I was dying of dehydration?
ReplyDeletePoor Peanut, sexually frustrated! If you think that is strange, imagine Krypto humping Allie's HEAD. Yes, I wrote that correctly. She does it more frequently when guests are around.
I think I may have called 911 for you as well. Thanks for stealing my thunder.
ReplyDeleteI hope Peanut never humps anyone's head.