The wife had meetings this morning and was out of the house when I woke, still feeling the same annoying kink in my neck that I went to bed with last night. The Yorkie
was still lounging with me when I got up, so she and I cuddled for a bit, then I started getting the house opened up for the day and answered the door for a floral delivery that the Mother In Law
had sent to the wife as a little 'thank you' for all she's done this week in the face of the family's loss and what have you.
started doing her weird gagging routine and barfed up a small amount of that white foam that she produces when she's getting ill. I gave her a bit of medicine (left over from her last bout of this type of crap) and crossed my fingers that it would sort things out.
I was actually looking at e-mail on the iPhone
when the wife returned for a bit, so we visited briefly, noting with apprehension that the Yorkie
seemed to be pretty indifferent to her food as well, then she stepped into the Office
to check e-mail and the Yorkie
naturally threw up, as if on cue. Except this time she was throwing up blood, so the wife grabbed her and ran her to the vet, where we expected that she'd get the same shot they always give her that calms her stomach back down. Christ Almighty
this dog is high maintenance.
Since the wife was out doing that I decided to seize the opportunity to run a couple errands, because the wife had been kinda hinting around that I should do something for her in honor of the award that she was to receive at a fundraiser this evening, so I figured I should take notice, since she very rarely
specifically asks for anything
. I ended up grabbing a little Pandora
charm that had a little jewel in it a number 1 in the center, ala a first place ribbon, which seemed appropriate, as this is the inaugural year for the award she's to receive. Afterward I drove through Starbuck's
for a coffee and a giftcard, which I figured would be good for her to use for quick energy between her various non-profit volunteering nonsense, then I grabbed myself some Chinese
My original plan (since the wife had hinted about flowers) was to grab some roses or something like that, but with this death in the family we've actually had several
floral arrangements turn up at the house, so I puzzled over what to do about this on the way home, making a last minute wild hair stop for some tulips. They just so happened to be the only flower not represented in the various arrangements that we currently have on our kitchen counters, so I figured that would be somewhat
original, as I was debating just throwing my hands up and ordering a 'spring mix' for delivery for awhile there.
The wife and Yorkie
were home when I got in, so I touched base with them to make sure things were okay, and sure enough, the pup had the same shot as always and will have a follow-up tomorrow. I left the wife to take a much-needed nap in the afternoon and I settled into the den with my food and watched Dororo
off the TiVo
, just because it was one of the longest things on there taking up valuable real estate for far too long.Dororo
is a Japanese
film that's (big surprise
) based on a manga series and has been adapted into numerous other media, including this 2007 film in which a female thief (the titular character) joins forces with a samurai who is wandering the countryside killing goblins to get back parts of his body that they possess. The samurai's father traded his infant son's body parts to these demons for the power to rule the world, but instead has simply become a warmongering tyrant, while the child was taught how to keep himself alive by a shaman using a bizarre series of mystical and pseudo-scientific procedures, grafting the body parts of the dead to his own body to limp along until he can slay the various creatures that have his body parts, at which time the re-grow inside him. The film is fairly decent, if overlong
, a complaint I seem to have about every other Japanese
film that I encounter, so maybe that's my issue and not theirs. The CGI
ranges from laughable to passable, but at no time will you ever be fully transported to a fantasy world where all these things seem possible, let me put it that way. It's a decent watch, but I don't know if I'd come back to it for any reason, I feel like it's told me everything it needs to, y'know?
The wife and I started getting ready for the evening around this point, as it was late afternoon and we were planning on being there around 6:00-ish, so we both got cleaned up and kinda approved one another's outfits, as I was unsure if I liked this tie or that with the suit that I'd selected, then we finally left the Yorkie
to recuperate and headed out to the event, which was at the new county exhibit building South
of town. The event is a fundraiser for a local charity and was to feature a speaker who was involved in the rescue of the Chilean
miners from a few years back, but there was also a live auction, a silent auction and a few other bits to pad out the evening. We mingled and found the family who were in attendance, but not before one of the wife's acquaintances kinda agitated me. This gal (who actually used to teach with Anastasia Beaverhouszen
over in Odessa
as I recall) invariably acts as if we haven't met, like five
fucking times now, which irritates me as much as the wife's friend who used to say shit like "Hi, I'm ------
, we've met before..." before I even had a chance
to speak to her, which drove me batty. I may try to scratch the new one across the face with a salad fork, so I can later introduce myself and say "...and I'm the guy who gave you that scar
. Remember meeting me NOW
The food was pretty blah, but about what I was expecting, and the turnout for our table consisted of the MIL
and her Beau
, who looked miserable for the most part, but it's been a long week and I honestly wouldn't have been there myself if the wife weren't being honored. He did seem to perk up a bit as the evening went on, so that's something. The Older Sister
and her family were there, as well as the Middle Sister
's hubby and child, because she's presumably holed up in Dallas
pulling a drunk over the family death or some odd perceived slight that none of us are aware of.
and the Beau
split after the wife was given her award and the live auction happened, though they did get an old school styled bicycle in the auction, so that's cool I guess. The OS
and her family stuck it out for the speaker, then split, and we kinda mingled our way out as the Middle Brother In Law
and his son went to get a book signed from the author that was in attendance.
We got home and decompressed a bit in bed, then I fed the Yorkie
, who ate happily, so that's a good sign. I left the wife and pup to crash for the evening and had some leftover Chinese
to make up for the lackluster dinner at the event, watching some Adult Swim
re-runs to pass the time before I got started on this post.
We actually have tomorrow 'off' from any weird engagements, family or otherwise, so I think we're both really looking forward to that.
Be seeing you.