One weird Sunday night...

Monday posts seem so intense... and Friday posts just make no sense. (I rhymed!) See how my brain drains over the course of the week??? This place is KILLING ME! Perhaps softly, like the Fugees said, but still - killing me nonetheless. Nonetheless is an awesome-looking word.

So today's Tuesday - which means it can't be quite so intense as Monday's post.

Sunday evening, Beaner and I took Baby Dog for a walk after the rain finally stopped. It rained for 16 hours straight, you know. I am sure of it because I kept track. It started at 5:30pm at work Saturday night - and rained all the way through until 11:30am on Sunday. I woke up a gazillion times in the night (and by "gazillion" I mean at least three) and each time said out loud, "My word! It's still raining! It's been raining for 12 hours!" --- I said that every time. And when I woke up at 9:30 am and it was still raining, I sat up in bed and said, "REALLY?! It's been raining for 12 hours!" and Beaner said, "Fuck Nikki, you said that 4 hours ago and then 3 hours ago and then again 2 hours ago... your math is wrong." HA! That's why I love him. He's funny! As if my math being wrong is the most annoying part of that story... not me repeating myself every hour in the night. Repetition is fine, as long as your math is accurate. Oh, Beaner.

ANYWAY... I DIGRESS...
So we're walking Baby Dog and we decide to cut through the Harry Potter School grounds down the street... Once we entered the gates, we passed four bunnies right after each other - I think these are the ones that the underclass magicians pull from their hats. I was afraid that Baby Dog was going to bolt after them, because a few weeks ago, she killed a baby bunny. It was devastating. I'll get to that story another day; I don't want to relive it now, it's too sad.

So anyway, I gave Beaner the leash so he could hold her back and I yelled, "Hold her back! HOLD HER BACK!"... even though she was not trying to go. She's smarter than that, she knows she needs to behave herself on the Harry Potter School grounds and not cause a fuss like I was doing, because drawing attention to yourself means weird things will happen and you may be turned into a crustacean or a rodent or a pile of dust. Turns out, my yelling did attract the attention of some Magician Professor who was unpacking his Beamer to move back in for the school year... and he started to walk towards us! We got a little scared, so we said, "Hello." and put our heads down and just kept on walking. All was well on that front. Catastrophe avoided.

So then, we noticed there were a bunch of people and with them, a bunch of dogs off-leash in the middle of the field. We were wondering what was going on but didn't dare go over there because it always seems like the things going on at the Harry Potter School are always just slightly weird - in a fancy-ass, rich kind of way. I guess at that point, Baby Dog decided it was a great time to drop a deuce, and as I was picking it up (because Beaner refuses), two of the leashless dogs came running at us. I wasn't afraid, because they were small little ankle-biters and not scary at all - Baby Dog didn't even get excited about them, she was being a very very good girl. I wonder if she had a close call on the Harry Potter School grounds sometime?

Where was I going with this... oh, yes, so this woman chased after the dogs and got to us and this is what happened:

WOMAN: "Hi! Are you guys staying at Sarah's house?"
NIKKI: "Um... no..."
WOMAN: "Do you live on campus?"
BEANER: "Um... no... we live down the street."
WOMAN: "Oh. Well, bye!"
NIKKI & BEANER: "Bye..."
NIKKI: "That was weird."
BEANER: "And a bit presumptuos... Who is Sarah?"

My Beaner is so funny. He makes me laugh.
I'm not sure exactly where I was going with that story, but I'm done now. I gotta tell you though, the night just got weirder from there... I'm glad Sunday's done. The end.