Thirsty Thursday... And other stories.

Thursday is among one of the many days (save for Saturday and Sunday.. so not so many) that I get my usual 12oz almond latte with two shots... So, as I go about my usual business I go through the Java Joe's drive thru and get my goodness. Then of course I have no cup holders so the latte is precariously placed in between my "E" brake and the passenger seat. It's ghetto but it works... Usually... However it seems that the initial stop light outside of the coffee drive thru contains many lurking bumps that do not appear before I drive over them, but jump out as I am in mid-turn. The road can be tricky like that. Especially if it has a vendetta (remember remember the 5th of November) against cars. As it turns out the latte decides "hey, this is my escape before I get devoured" and it clammers through the little sippy hole and lands on my carseats, on my "E" brake and many other places which I seem to find later AFTER I've already cleaned the mess.

So as it turns out I pay for the latte and my car seats get to drink it.



OTHER EVENTS IN THE WORLD OF ANGELINA:


My border collie/ lab pup named Sophie is a complete flomper schlomps. Save for her striking good looks she really has nothing going for her. Well, she has a lot of brains... I'll get her that. But whether or not she really uses them I am unsure (however inside her cage are countless marks, which to the untrained human eye appears to be scratch marks of escape attempts, but in actually they are Roman numerals counting down to her final big escape after the tally of days she has kept in her log).

She is afraid of our strainer, our flour sifter, salad tongs and many other miscelleanous kitchenware. Despite the fact that I chase her around the house with these items while making scary guttural throat noises, I cannot figure out why she despies the kitchen utensils. She knows that if I'm holding, say, a nut cracker then she knows to start running. But if I'm holding a butter knife it's not a big deal.

It probably has something to do with my facial expression and my scent.