So can you remember liking your job so much that it ticked you off when the office closed early or was closed for some lame holiday? Well Ruby and I are there. We were forced out of the office by 4 and were like lost souls without our lifeboat. After all, 4 seemed a bit early to start drinking. By the time we moseyed our asses home it was almost a respectable 5 pm and I received a few welcome business calls (Thank GOD some part of the world had not gone MAD!)
Soon Ruby and I had our evening (first)glass of wine, and realizing Wheel of Fortune was not on for another 2 1/2 hours, went around the corner to our favorite Mexican restaurant with Clair and then watched a movie we had downloaded. It was a 1977 classic called "Chatterbox" OMG- In case you have lived under a rock for the past 34 years, you know its about a woman who discovers that her vagina can talk! This ornery little pussy embarrasses the crap out of it's owner, so she finally goes to a doctor to see if he can resolve her problem. Instead of seeking a cure, he convinces Penelope that her alter ego, now named Virginia ( how fitting...) knows her better than she knows herself and is probably the eighth wonder of the world! He presents Penelope and Virginia to an AMA convention to a standing ovation and rave reviews. And a star was born...! The premise is actually more amusing than the movie itself, but it was a great break for us.
After that excitement subsided, Ruby and I took Mr. J dog to Central Park for his evening run. Dogs are allowed off leash after 9 pm and it's like the "teddy Bear's picnic". When everyone else gets OUT of the park by dark, the doggies and owners come out and play like crazy. The typical dog crowd is 6-10 owners and probably a few more dogs. The dogs romp and play and run and fight , while the owners share conversation and perhaps a beer.
Ruby took our Dorm's white dog to central park for his 9PM romp a few weeks ago in a snowstorm. Just so you know, Ruby is almost blind without her contacts, but after a few glasses of wine, she must have thought she could see better, and bravely strode out with Mr. J. Unfortunately, when she got to the park and let him off leash we had the perfect storm brewing: white dog in a snowstorm, led by an almost blind, extremely relaxed and happy lady who can get easily confused. Needless to say, she "lost" Mr. G and when he finally found HER, she was hopelessly lost on the EAST side of the park (and we live on the west side). We laugh about it now, but at the time she was really pissed!
Friday night at the dorm...you never know what to expect...I'm going to go contemplate my vagina and and see if she talks back! G'night!
--Meredith
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