Thursday, May 16, 2013

tendons!!


Ok well things with Wood are good. I have now met the dad and the step mom, we went out to dinner last weekend and even though I forgot my list of references I think I got the job after I sailed through the strength and weakness portion of the interview. It was fun and I enjoyed meeting them. He is now meeting my parents on Sunday, we are meeting in Chattanooga to have lunch and go to the Farmers market.

This week and last week I have been rooting on Christine on the Family Feud! The McNulty’s are kicking ass! Wood and I have been really getting into it, it’s hilarious. It’s wild to watch your friend on a game show while you are texting her from the couch. Josh had a cameo in the first episode as Christine pointed out her husband in the audience. He totally gave Steve Harvey a courtesy laugh on his cheesy comment and that was it. Now I feel bad that I didn't advertise this more (I mean at all), it has been a hoot to watch. Tonight will be the 5th night. Wood is all about it and now I can’t wait for his to meet Christine since he feels like he already knows her and her sister Colleen.

Anyway, Wood has been bringing his loving pit-bull, Whitey, and Rottweiler, Quarter, over to the apartment. We are usually all hanging out stress free that is until I brought home two rawhides as a surprise. Whitey did not eat his; instead he buried it in my clothes basket and guarded it all night. Well apparently Quarter got too close to it and the next thing I know a Rotty and a Pitt have locked jaws on each other’s heads and a raging dog fight broke out in my bedroom. Nothin scarier than a dog fight! Wood swoops in middle of it and tries to pry them apart, the worst noises I’ve ever heard and I am standing there frozen as he is punching Quarter begging him to let go!  Finally Wood yells for me to throw some water on them, I run, grab the dog bowl and throw it on Quarter and he stopped immediately. I grabbed the Rotty and got him out of the room, closed the door and prayed that the other dog was ok. The dogs were both fine but Wood comes out of the room dripping with blood! AAHHH!! There is blood spatter in my bathroom and on the carpet and he is holding his wrist with a towel. I looked at his wrist and almost passed out. I actually had to lie down before I could take care of him. My blood pressure spike, I got cold sweats and felt like I was going to faint. So while he was bleeding out from the arteries in his wrist I am lying on the ground. I finally get it together and take another look the dog bites. Whitey bit him hard on the wrist and I am thinking we need to go to the ER. He said there is nothing they can do and I just keep yelling "But what about the tendons?! The tendons! We have to see about the tendons! You won't be able to use your hand without the tendons!" He calmly asked me to just please go to the store and get some gauze and bandages and such. Ok fine, I'll be back. I came back and scrubbed in and patched him up the best I could. The next day his hand was so swollen and purple it looked like a fake wooden hand. So I have been shoving Fish Mox down his throat against his will to avoid infection and put hot compressions on it. Six days later, he can move his hand! It’s still swollen and it still hurts, but I swear that aquarium cleaner can cure anything! Poor guy, he never cried once and I will never give the boys rawhides again (they are very loving and tame creatures for the record).

Last night we went out with a group of his friends, it was his boss’s wife’s idea to gather every one up and treat us to a fancy dinner. She is having surgery and is afraid she is not going to wake up from the anesthesia, so she had a "going away" party. Very interesting senses of humor this couple. It was the worst $20 entrĂ©e I’ve ever had. Everyone said the same thing, expensive and no bueno. So The Chef and I get two thumbs down for making them spend so much money on gross stuff and for making Wendy’s potentially last meal a bust!

Ok well that's about all for tonight folks. This weekend is gonna be slammed, I get to meet the rest of his family at an engagement party Saturday and then my parents Sunday. I will try and squeak in a blog though.

 

 

 

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