Oh Shenandoah

Roadtrip time. This time it was to Texas. First stop with in Knoxville, Tennessee at Calhoun’s┬áRestaurant. Delicious!

We continued on through Tennessee.

Next we made our way to Clarksdale, Mississippi to Morgan Freeman’s┬árestaurant Ground Zero Blue Club. The food was delicious. Seriously some of the best food I’ve every had in my life. Deep fried grits with honey butter. Oh my god.

Next stop was Tara in Vicksburg, Mississippi. I love this place.

Next was Killeen, Texas. This is when we acquired our cargo.

Meet Shenandoah. She is Grace Kelly’s dog and she will be my dog until next July. She is a lovely pup and so sweet!

Stroke It Out

So this week as been damn right awful. It started off with 102 degree fever and being sick for 3 days. Thursday wasn’t too bad. Spend all day with Sunshine in the Sunshine. Took Shen to the vet, which was a bit of a nightmare. I can’t stand it when other people can’t control their animals. I don’t want your dog in my dog’s personal space. Please and thank you.

Friday came and with it came hell on wheels. We put my grandmother in the hospital. She wasn’t making any sense. She was talking but her words weren’t coming out correctly. For instance she would try to ask for a glass of water and it would come out as “I glass ice.”

Long story short, I got to sleep in the hospital Friday evening. Saturday came with a confirmed diagnosis of a stroke. Some of her speech and writing may come back with time, but all of it may not. So we are in for long all now.

The rest of Saturday, however, went much much better. I went to see Iamsohip. We had an excellent evening consisting of bitching without judgment, boozing, and boys. We went out to a local bar where I got to see LNAYX. God I have missed him! We got to hang and talk about the rest of summer. I got to hang out with Mr. Delicious as well. Turns out, by the way, that I am going to Ring Figure with him. Holla. Now I gots to finds a dress.

And the best part of the evening was when Clapper came and picked me up. We went home and (Mr. Boxer stop reading here and go to the next paragraph) did the dirty. I got me a unicorn. Hot damn! It was wonderful. He dropped the r word, “relationship”, and I didn’t fight it. We, Clapper and I, are in a relationship. It has been established.

I gots me a unicorn.