Topher, the unnamed child, and I were all out to dinner the other night discussing the pups.
A story came up, that I think I tried to block-out, about how Gracie bolted out the front door and played a “fun game” of chase with a crazy woman (me), a minister, two construction workers, and a school bus full of gawking children (and one mortified one).
Back when I worked outside the home, mornings were fairly chaotic for us. One morning, as I was halfway ready (as in I had on my nice blouse, my makeup was on, and I was finishing up my hair). I still had on my pajama bottoms though.
The unnamed child was in 2nd grade, the bus pulled up, and she yelled that she was leaving. I saw her out and was walking to the bedroom to finish getting ready and I heard the door open again and the kid saying she forgot her coat — and then she screamed that Gracie ran out the door!
I ran out the door after her, and the pup, playing some twisted game, ran underneath the school bus!
So here I am, half in my pajamas, half dressed, trying to crawl under a school bus to get my dog — since she WAS NOT coming out.
The kiddo was beyond embarrassed, since all of the kids were staring at me out the bus windows. I went from talking baby talk to the dog, to yelling at her, to begging. As I am half under the bus, the bus driver blasted the horn to scare the dog out — which it did, but it scared me too, and I nailed my head on the bottom of the bus.
Gracie flies down the street, and I am chasing her into the church playground next door. The minister of the church saw us running around and came out to help me get her.
My feet are frozen blocks of ice at this point … since I had no shoes on.
I would almost get to her, and then she would turn and see me and run faster.
Such a fun game for her!
This went on for 20 minutes. She took off over and over, and then flew into the street just as a truck was approaching!
If anyone knows me at all, they how much I love my dogs, and they would know that I would throw myself in front of an oncoming car for them. That my friends, is exactly what I did.
The construction truck slammed on its brakes as the crazy blond in her cloud pajamas pants, nice blouse, and her pearls jumped in front of them to save her dog.
Nice … as they were they got out to help me chase her.
Away she went again, running through all of the neighbors’ yards. I’m sure my neighbors wondered what was happening as they looked out their windows to see a little white poodle, being chased by a half dressed woman, who was being chased by a minister, who was being chased by two construction workers, who (by the way) didn’t speak a lick of English, so I’m not sure they knew completely what was happening.
I literally thought I was going to freeze to death at this point. Mind you, during this fiasco I am soo late to work.
Finally Gracie was slowing down in one of the neighbor’s yards. She had to potty, so right as she squatted down I reached out to grab her … unfortunately it was mid stream, and it went all down the front of me.
I thanked the padre and my construction worker crew, and they laughed saying something in Spanish that I didn’t understand.
As I limped across another neighbor’s yard to get back home can you guess what happened?
Yep, their sprinkler system shot on, drenching me and the dog.
Once I got back inside the house, I was over 45 minutes late already. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. In the last few minutes, I looked like I had entered a wet t-shirt contest (since you could clearly see right through my blouse)I’m guessing that’s what the construction workers were amused about. My hair was plastered down to my head, my mascara was down to my chin, and my red lipstick was smeared across my face. In other words I looked like Courtney Love.
I looked like an insane person off of a horror movie.
So I called in to work, jumped in the shower, and started all over again.
Needless to say after hours of me ranting about this fiasco and me threatening the family within an inch of their lives, Gracie never was able to escape again.
Speaking of starting over again, I got this coffee table for free off of Craigslist.
It was in rough shape, badly scratched and dirty.
I cleaned it up, and I used wood filler to fill in some of the scratches. Once I sanded the everything down I got to work.
I wanted to try my hand at a harlequin pattern. I painted the whole piece ivory. Once the paint had dried I started taping the piece off.
I had to do the taping in two different steps. I did one set of diamonds one day, waited for the paint to dry, peeled it off, and then did the other set of diamonds.
I then distressed the whole piece and finished it off with dark and clear wax to give it an aged look.