Pawprints

So, I was going to start off today's entry with something funny that Marc said, but he said he'd be mad if I did, 'cause it's embarrassing, so I'm going to have to refrain. (Not that him being mad at me has stopped me before, but I'm trying to be nice here and not embarrass him.) So you can blame him for depriving you of the opportunity.

One thing you might have noticed (or might not have, since I doubt anyone cares that much) is that my language here has been a bit cleaner of late. See, I never swear in front of my parents. My mom rarely swears (she says "shit" on rare occassions), and my dad never, ever swears (I think I heard him say "goddammit" once, and I remember going, "whoa, he's pissed!").

Anyways, so one day I was hanging out at my parents' place, and my dad says to me, "hey, what's with all the "s" and the "f" words?" At which point I realized that my dad actually visits this site regularly and actually reads my stuff. Oops, hehe. I mean, I don't think I swear that much, and usually when I do it it's to be funny or when I'm mad about something. But, I'm touched that my dad reads this, so I'm keeping it (somewhat) clean for you, Dad! ;)

So yeah, pawprints. Last night we decided to try out the pawprint kits. We did Bandit first, which we knew was going to be a pain. The first time I tried it he was extremely unhappy, and even snapped at me a couple times. So we decided we were going to have to muzzle him somehow. We didn't have a real muzzle, so I took his Gentle Leader and tightened up the nose loop so that it would keep his mouth closed. Marc then held him, and I held his paw to make the impression.

You would've thought we were trying to kill him with the sounds he was making. Marc said, "I'm glad we're imprinting this memory forever!" It took us THREE tries to make the print. After each time, we took the Gentle Leader off and gave him biscuits and ham, and he seemed okay. We finally got one that was deep enough, and I think we're pretty happy with the end result.

The cats were much easier, although it took a few tries to get impressions that we liked. Stubby protested a little bit, but overall was a good sport about it.

I cooked some pork stir fry and fried rice for dinner last night. It was my first attempt ever at fried rice, and I tried to make it by ear. We were short on time, so I had to fry up freshly steamed rice, which kinda sucked, since it ended up being all sticky and mushy. I also used a little too much egg. It turned out okay, but it needs a LOT of improvement, lol.

Marc and I watched "Things I Hate About You" on Bravo. If you're married or have been in a long relationship, this show is just hilarious. They basically take couples that have been living together for a while, and they compete to prove that the other is more annoying than they are. The couple is videotaped for "evidence."

I think the funniest was this one husband, whose gripe about the wife was that she loved the dog too much. He was allergic to dogs, and had to take medicine for it, so to prove his point he told his wife one day that he ran out of pills and that the dog would have to sleep on the couch. She actually said, "why can't you sleep on the couch?" In the end, she ended up sleeping downstairs on the couch with the dog.