Diet Coke And A Pizza Please

My thoughts are all over the place. Consider yourself warned.

Friday Randomness:

Stella graduated last night. She has now completed Puppy Kindergarten and Puppy School Level 1 Obedience. We're taking a bit of a break from puppy school for now. Stella spends most of the class running around with the other puppies and she can do that for free at the dog park. Also, we're trying to cut back on all of our "luxury items" right now and I'm totally willing to give up Stella's schooling before I give up colouring my hair. Momma needs new highlights.

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Somehow The Over-Thinker has convinced me to post every day in November. Get ready for a whole lot of babble.

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Shawn and I are boycotting Hallowe'en this year. Last year we went all out - medieval-themed costumes, drunken pumpkin carving, raging house party, packed club. This year we feel old and grinchy. Last year we still lived downtown. This year we would either have to head home when the last train leaves at 1am or pay $40 for a cab ride to the 'burbs. It's a cold, rainy day in Vancouver today and the thought of slogging through hoards of people and trying to stay warm in my Wonder Woman costume is not appealing to me at all. Shawn doesn't even have a costume. Instead, we are planning to make home-made pizza (from scratch! even the crust! hold me) and watch the Canucks game. I still want to carve a pumpkin but that would entail going to the store and buying a pumpkin and I just might be too lazy to do attempt it.

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When people leave questions in your comments, or leave a comment that you want to comment on, what do you do? Do you answer them in your comments? Do you email them directly? I am not the most computer-literate person. I know that you enter your email address when you leave a comment, but sometimes I will go to reply and the email address is listed as "noreply@blogger" or whatever. Sometimes I can reply by email with no issue. This has been nagging at me lately; I leave questions on other blogs - sometimes I get an email reply and sometimes I have to remember to keep checking back to see if the blogger has answered back in their own comments section. My brain is a little melty. What do you do?

Answers to the questions from the comment section of my last post:

Georgia, no I have not seen Spaced. The reason I asked is that I love British television. My favourite show is Green Wing (even though it's not on anymore. So sad.) Whenever I hear someone refer to their favourite British tv show, I secretly hope they are talking about Green Wing.

Qtilla, The Mentalist is really good. I've watched every episode so far and am really enjoying it. It helps that Simon Baker is gorgeous and his voice is like butter. After watching the first episode I was a bit undecided. I thought the last scene was creeeepy. I don't want to give the story away to people who haven't watched it yet but are planning to, so I'll just say that the storyline they introduced in the first episode (the lame-o back-story about Simon Baker's character) hasn't made an appearance in any episode since. Give it another shot!

Doahleigh, a drum clinic is when a drummer explains his technique, his gear, his preferences, etc. Shawn played bass to his buddy's drumming so that it was more like a show and less like a guy just going nuts on his drums.

Cory, a multi-card reader is on my Christmas wish-list. I'm grounded from shopping for myself until after Christmas. And I know that the cable is in the house somewhere. I'm just messy.

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Westy is in town with his hockey team this weekend. They lost their game last night but hopefully they will win on Saturday and Sunday. When they win their coach lets them go out for meals with their families. When they lose the coach banishes them to their hotel rooms and they aren't allowed contact with anyone other than teammates. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that they win - Stella loves her Uncle Westy and wants to hang out with him. And by "hang out" I mean "bite him."

Happy Hallowe'en!!