Cocaine Princess here.
Have you ever been scared? For example: you're walking along minding your own business when some maniac jumps out and yells BOO!! Well, something similar happened to me this morning.
It was still pretty early. I went to open the front door to get the newspaper. Like millions of people across the world we have our paper delivered. The newspaper's big selling point: Guaranteed Front Door Delivery Our paperboy has no concept of that meaning. Each morning the paper is found in a different spot: in the middle of the driveway, the end of the driveway, in the middle of the garden, in the shrubs, in between the shrubs and once underneath the car. It's anywhere and everywhere to be found on our property except for the front door. Anyways, I open the front door and low and behold what is there on my porch that gave me a such a fright?
Not exactly Freddy Krueger I know and it's a pretty sure bet some of my loyal and dear readers are probably saying, "Aww, he's sooo cute." It gave me quite a startle because it wasn't something I was expecting to see. I had never seen this dog before. It began tapping on the glass door with its' paw. It wanted to come in.
"Sorry Dog but I don't allow humans wearing shoes in my abode. You really think I'm going to let a furry beast in?"
And I swear after I said that, it barked at me! Can you believe it? The nerve! Just as I was about to ask if he was lost who do I see running up the walkway? My next door neighbors kids with the "hideous creature with four legs" in tow.
"Look what our Grandma bought us!" said one of them with such excite.
"Grandma bought you guys a new dog?"
"He came last night," the little one explained. He carried on.
"We named him Norbert but we call him Norby for short."
Good grief their grandmother bought them yet ANOTHER dog. She is also the one responsible for buying them the "hideous creature with four legs." Seriously grandma, you couldn't have bought them a goldfish? They make awesome pets.
I will say this much, Norby unlike their "other" dog does not make my stomach turn.
HAPPY HOUR: 7:00PM
Unlike yesterday Happy Hour took place in my household at 7:00pm. I took a nap after Happy Hour Day 1, a very lengthy one I might add. Today my sister made me a POMEGRANATE MARTINI.
POMEGRANATE MARTINI
1 oz vodka
1/2 oz Cointreau orange liqueur
3 oz pomegranate juice
Combine ingredients in a cocktail shaker 1/4 filled with chopped ice. Shake and strain into a cocktail glass. Serve with a squeeze of lemon.
And down the hatchet day 2 of Happy Hour went.
My verdict?
Not so yummy.
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
