I took Eddie out to dinner at Bugaboo Creek last night. It was hella yummy. We each had big fruity margaritas, which were yummier towards the bottom because that’s where all the fruit was. We were seated next to what could be considered the worst family ever. It was a birthday party with about 10 people, 3 adults trying to manage 7 kids who were running everywhere. One kid had a yoyo that he couldn’t use, but he knew yo were supposed to throw it, and throw it he did. And swing it. And twirl it. Several times he nearly hit waitstaff because he wasn’t looking where he was throwing it. At no time did anyone tell him that swinging/throwing a yoyo around the main aisle wasn’t the best idea.

Eddie brought home a tiny litterbox for Pickle last night. I cut down on side and she proceeded to move it around the cage until it was in a good spot and proceeded to sleep in it, complete with poop. On the way to dinner we stopped and picked up some Care Fresh bedding and just put that over the bottom of the cage, which of course she just moves around snuggles up in. Once I wake up a bit more I’ll take some out and replace it with some old shirts and hopefully get her pooing in one spot, preferably not where she’s sleeping.

We’re going to mom’s for dinner tonight so I can take her truck for tomorrow and get Tuffy groomed. I think Eddie took the goth monkey to work today to show off. tomorrow I’m going to see if I can find some red and white socks because I’ve got an idea for another one, and some green and white ones for one of Eddie’s coworkers who wants one in an step dancer’s dress. (update: picked up 5 pairs in various stripes colors, including red/white and green/white for $11. Nice.)