Last night I cooked a rotisserie chicken for dinner. We always cook
it in our Ron Popeil Rotisserie, which I love. It's so easy
to use. I just dry rub the chicken with salt, pepper, paprika, garlic powder, thyme
and rosemary, stick it in the rotisserie, and an hour later it's done. At the same
time, I took my first stab at making Chinese chicken salad, which turned out pretty
well. Quite possibly my most productive cooking night ever.
I think Bandit stole a piece of chicken skin off the cutting board
though, because last night he had the worst bowel problems. I had to take him outside
at like 3 am last night and he was out there for like forever. That dog has such a
sensitive digestive system, I swear. Today we brought him to my parents' house so
that he could play with Harvey during the day. Extra bonus is that he diarrheas in their
yard instead of ours. ;) Hopefully they won't read this update.
Aside from the dog whimpering to go outside in the middle of the night
(and later refusing to come back inside, leading to me having to walk outside in my
Grumpy sleepshirt, freezing my butt off to go fetch the dog), I had to deal with Marc.
Sometime around 2:30 am, he reaches behind his back, while sleeping, and starts whapping
me on my leg, yelling, "Bon Bon, time to wake up!" Five minutes later, more whapping,
and, "Come ON Bonnie, it's time to get up." This went on for like 10 or 15 minutes
before he stopped, which was lucky for him, because I was probably 5 minutes away from
whapping him with my pillow and waking HIM up.
I think I should stock up on these Grumpy sleepshirts.