Wednesday, August 19, 2009

I've been a bad blogger...

Sorry for the lack of blogging, but I have a good excuse.


Actually, I've been pretty busy at work and I was partially hoping that I'd have some pictures from the weekend to share with you. Since the picture thing isn't happening (today, anyway) I didn't want to go another day 'blog-free'.

So....we had yet another great weekend. The weather was EXCELLENT and everything went off without a hitch.

We hosted the BBQ/Pool Party for my nieces and nephew on Saturday afternoon, which was a great time. The food was delicious - thanks to my amazing gill work :-) - and the pool was a big hit with everyone since it was so H-O-T out. I made whoopie pies once again and they ended up being a crowd favorite. As a someone who doesn't consider himself a cook, it's always nice to have one of the few things you can make get a decent reception.

On Sunday we spent the morning cleaning up/recovering from Saturday and then we headed out to go grocery shopping. By the time we returned from the supermarket the temperature had risen to a yucky, uncomfortable level, so we opted for some quality time by the pool. Before heading out to meet our friends for dinner, Jim and I had an unexpected guest stop by.

This guest was a lil' chipmunk who ended up hanging out for a bit in our TV room.


I was in the middle of shaving and Jim came knocking on the bathroom door telling me that he need my help because there was a chipmunk in the den. Say what?!?!?

I ran down the hall (in my boxers, mind you) and he had placed Scooter's crate in the doorway to keep Scooter out and the chipmunk in. Jim then asked me to run out to the screened-in porch and make sure that both the doors were open so he could try and lead the chipmunk out. I politely asked if I could run back and throw on some shorts and shoes before completing my task, and he kindly obliged. I quickly threw on some shorts and sandals, ran outside into the back yard and onto the porch. Immediately, I JUMPED onto a lounge chair while Jim went into the den, broom in hand, and tried to shoo the chipmunk outside. As soon as the little thing saw Jim coming at him with the broom, he took off towards the porch. I saw him running towards me, so I had no choice but to scream like a girl.

Once I saw him and realized that he was terrified and trying to get the hell out of there, I was able to relax and tried to get him heading towards the exit. After a few minutes, we guided him out the door into the back yard and we never heard from him again. Phew....

After that ordeal, Jim and I finished getting ready and headed out to dinner with our new friends (Charles and Jerry) whom we met at the gay parents BBQ I talked about last month. It was our first time meeting Jerry so we weren't sure what to expect. As it turns out, they're both SO much fun and we had a great night with them. We had dinner at one of our favorite places and then the four of us went out for a drink guessed it....Ye Olde Standish Grille.

Of course, we walked in and the bartender knew exactly what Jim and I were drinking so, clearly there was NO denying the fact that we were 'regulars'. Charles and Jerry kind of harassed us for that, but we had a really fun time getting to know them. Hopefully we'll get to hang out with them more often....

On Monday, Jim and I got up early, picked up our friend Katie, and headed to P-Town for the day! Yahoo! We decided against the whale watch, mostly because I have little interest in going on one, and there are plenty of days when Jim and Katie can do that if they want while I'm at work.

We got to the beach around 10:30-11:00, stayed there for a few hours (yes, I went swimming again in the's a record breaking year!) and then we all showered, changed, and headed to P-Town for the afternoon. We walked around for a bit and did some shopping, then decided to have a few drinks at a Pied Bar, right on the water. The weather was beautiful. It was hot, but there was such a great breeze on the water that it really didn't matter. After having a few drinks, we grabbed a quick dinner, walked around a bit an ice cream and headed home.

Yesterday was a busy day here at work and we were still pretty tired from the weekend, so it was an early night.

That brings me to today. Work is busy, but not CRAZY busy, s I decided to take some time and fill you in on all the exciting things I've been up to. I hope you're happy. :-)

I'll have to have a 'picture day' soon, since it's been a while....but I promise I'll post them once there all uploaded.

Happy Hump Day!!!



cb said...

How can you squeal at that cute thing??

Jim said...

LOL! That bitty thing wouldn't hurt you... great story tho....

I want, very badly, to go to P-town! All the time I lived on the East Coast I never made it out there! I will someday.

Amy said...

I once had a baby squirrel that I rescued. He was the sweetest...

Do you notice all the drama happens when you're shaving? Maybe you should stop shaving. Hee...
At least your life isn't boring, right? :)

RG said...

"...and of course I screamed like a little girl." Bwaaa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

For someone who squats behind home plate and routinely has bats being swung no more than a couple inches from that enormous noggin during softball season....I don't know about you John! LOL

I need to get to Ptown soon, like before I turn 50 in two years.

Bear Me Out said...

I have bear, racoons, possums, and ground hogs at my house. You're worried about chipmunks? What are you going to do after you've watched Bambi a 100 times?!