Fires and such
It took me over an hour to get to Roxanne's house last night after work. What is usually only 20-30 minute drive (with traffic) was about 1.3 hours last night! There were some fires in Nichol's Canyon, which diverted a lot of the traffic onto Mulholland and Laurel Cnyn. After spending that much time in the car and in one spot, I wished I was on my way home and not on my way to Roxanne's. At that point, I was grouchy and hungry and thirsty and I just wanted to chill. Soonafter arriving at Roxanne's she went over all of the dog's medication with me one more time and showed me around the house and then it was time to leave again! I drove her to the airport, then stopped at my apartment to pick-up some things and to eat dinner finally. (By the way, at the airport I saw some paparrazi outside the terminal where I was dropping Roxanne off. There were cameras flashing like crazy, and then I saw a young girl getting out of a limousine. It looked like Lindsay Lohan. But it was dark and I couldn't see that well. I immediately felt sorry for her. It's a pain enough to fly without the unecessary photographers in your way). It was 11:00 oclock by the time I got back to Roxanne's. I played with the dogs for a little while, watched Friends and Will and Grace on the tube and then went to sleep. However, the house next door was all lit up, and I mean BRIGHT. Roxanne's backyard and window to her backyard look out into her neighbor's front yard and pond area. Apparently they are filming some show called "Hack" next door. I've never heard of it...and I wasn't that interested, because I was just tired and their bright lights didn't help. It was like trying to sleep with the kind of lights from a ball-game, stadium lights shining in your window. Oh well, they finally finished shooting for the day at 3:30am, and Lulu made sure I was aware. She barked at every peep until they were gone. But, they must have just been taking "lunch" because they were back at 6:30am ready for the next day's shoot. I got up around 7am to drive the dogs over to the park and take them for their daily walk. Poor Henry, he could barely lift his back legs to get in the car. But he made it. They walked around the track at the park twice and we headed home. I fed them each a scoop of dog food and half a can of wet food, plus Henry had his insulin shot and his prilosec and eye drops, and they each had some pink pill that I forgot what it was called. So then I took my shower, got dressed and here I am at the office.
On my way in this morning, I heard some disturbing news on the radio. A girl threw herself to her death from a stretched escalade limousine on the 405 at 5am this morning. I don't know why and no one else does either, but I feel so bad for the people who were on the road this morning that either witnessed it or perhaps drove over her. That is something you don't ever expect to happen or expect to see! I don't know what is wrong with people? I mean I can't imagine what could be so terrible that you would throw yourself out of a moving car on the highway.
Today is my best friend, Molly's birthday. She is 27 today. Molly and I used to spend almost all of our time together. We met in junior high and were friends instantly. Throughout high school we remained close and we share almost every memory. Our stories from high school are pretty much identical because we were practically "attached at the hip." She lives in Pensacola now with her husband, Chris and their *almost* 1 yr old baby, Riley. The last 8 or 9 years we've seen very little of each other, but we still talk to each other on the phone like we see each other every day. To me, those are the best friendships. The kind where no matter how much time passes, you can always count on that person to be there, and when they are there it's like you never lost a minute. Anyway, Happy Birthday Molly!
I wish I had a scanner here, I'd scan in a photo of Molly that I know she'd be proud to know it was published on the internet. :)
I have to get back to some work, but I'll be back later in the day to post more!
On my way in this morning, I heard some disturbing news on the radio. A girl threw herself to her death from a stretched escalade limousine on the 405 at 5am this morning. I don't know why and no one else does either, but I feel so bad for the people who were on the road this morning that either witnessed it or perhaps drove over her. That is something you don't ever expect to happen or expect to see! I don't know what is wrong with people? I mean I can't imagine what could be so terrible that you would throw yourself out of a moving car on the highway.
Today is my best friend, Molly's birthday. She is 27 today. Molly and I used to spend almost all of our time together. We met in junior high and were friends instantly. Throughout high school we remained close and we share almost every memory. Our stories from high school are pretty much identical because we were practically "attached at the hip." She lives in Pensacola now with her husband, Chris and their *almost* 1 yr old baby, Riley. The last 8 or 9 years we've seen very little of each other, but we still talk to each other on the phone like we see each other every day. To me, those are the best friendships. The kind where no matter how much time passes, you can always count on that person to be there, and when they are there it's like you never lost a minute. Anyway, Happy Birthday Molly!
I wish I had a scanner here, I'd scan in a photo of Molly that I know she'd be proud to know it was published on the internet. :)
I have to get back to some work, but I'll be back later in the day to post more!


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What da hell is a BLOB anyway? I remember seein the blob eats chicago about 40 years ago at the 25 cent theater in this sleepy hollow town yo daddy was raised in. Record your true thoughts on here about life,people,and such instead of day to day chit about where ya worked out, wut ya ate, and how many times you farted when the boss left the room. It'll be more enter resting Mizz Robin and keep my attention. I just may open a BLOB myself and show ya how itz done honeychild! Love and Kisses.
I know this must be Johnny Joe. Who else would criticize my blog?! Ha! I'm just not that interesting, so you can choose to read or my blog or you can choose not to read my BLOG! Say hi to that cousin of mine, and give Brenda my hugs, Love Robin
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