Dexter gets all up in my grill and this ain't no bbq

I got a deal today on LivingSocial.com for 4 movie tickets for $20. I am happy.

On another note, here's my dog:

Isn't he effin cute? The premise of this picture is actually really sad. I toss and turn trying to get to sleep most nights because D & Dexter take up so much space that I have to contort my body to try to fit into the jigsaw that is my sleeping situation. So once D wakes up and gets out of bed around 6, I take the opportunity to stretch out across the whole bed. It's nice because Dexter worships D so much that he always gets out of bed with D, leaving the bed all to MEEEEEE.

When D finally leaves, Dexter pines at the window for about ten minutes, then he realizes how effing early it is and tries to get back in bed. Now I'm sitting here, trying to think of a way to describe Dexter's company. The first word that comes to mind is "suffocating." Hm that's a little too strong. How about "no concept of personal space." Yea that's better.

So he gets back into bed and there's plenty of room on either side of me for him to stretch out. But he decides to curl up into a little ball for some reason, probably to increase his momentum (is that how physics works?). Then he curls up right up THISCLOSE next to me, which would be ok, maybe, but then he isn't even settled. It's like he's ready to lay down, he finds his spot, he plops himself down, and then he releases his breath or something, causing him to sway and then settle permanently on top of me. 

It's like someone sitting next to you in the airplane that is clearly too big for their seat sucking in their gut, then sitting down, giving you the illusion that hey, maybe they aren't going to expand all over me. Then they exhale and expand all over you.

It drives me crazy, cause then I try to scoot away, and he finds a way to reposition himself and scoot closer. So I do the only thing I can, which is to exile him from the room. He won't go willingly though. I have to say, "Wanna go potty?" So he gets all excited and runs to the stairs, then I shut the door and sigh contentedly as I drift away to dreamland. I get a good couple hours of sleep in, until I wake up and remember the terrible thing I did.

It wasn't that bad but I knew when I opened the door that his sad little face would be looking at me being like, "Why? Why did you banish me? Did I do something wrong?" and I'd be like, "Well, you were just all up in my grill and I couldn't sleep," and he'd be like, "Oh. I see. So I was trying to get close and snuggle up to you, and you wanted me gone. Ok." Then I'd scream, "Stop with the $#%*ing guilt trip already!!!!!!!" while tearing my nails down my face and writhing around. Meanwhile this conversation has been happening all inside my head. Maybe I should get another dog. Oh right back to the picture.

So I did finally open the door this morning and he did the same thing to the door that he does to me, (invade its personal space). I open the door and he falls into the room because he's all stacked up against the door, expanding a;KL <

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Ahem. As I was saying, he's all stacked up against the door, expanding all over it. Excuse my typos, but someone just invaded my lap and tried to settle down. Guess who.

Anyway the picture is him after he joyously jumped back into bed and snuggled up with my blankets. It was cute and D asked me to take a picture, so there you have it.

Wiffleball Kick Off Happy Hour

There was a happy hour tonight for wiffleball at Della Roses at Canton Crossing. $10 for a wristband, not too shabby. And since I am captain it was free for me woo hoo! It pays to be captain I guess. I met almost everyone on my team. That makes me a happy panda. I had 8 people to meet, and 7 showed up, so that was awesome. I am really excited for my team to play and just to make new friends too (as cliched as it sounds).

Ever since D & I moved to Baltimore we have joked about how we have no friends up here. We do have friends in the area, but we just don't hang out with them enough and spend a lot of time by ourselves. We get on well enough, but it is nice to socialize and hang out with new people! We met a few new people through volleyball, and wiffleball is looking to be even better. Can't wait to see how my team gels on the field. They seem to gel pretty well at the bar.. ha ha.

In other news, my dad took us to a concert last night at Rams Head in Annapolis. There was an extra ticket so we asked AF to come. It was such a fun night. We saw Bob Schneider. RAWR! He was awesome. Look at him, all sultry.

If you ever have a chance to see an artist at Rams Head in Annapolis, I would def do it and grab dinner there before hand. The food is off the hook, and the concert venue is pretty small so you can sit really close to the stage. It has tables and you get waited on the whole time. Boo ya!

K it's time for bed for Meghan. But now you all know about my amazing week. It was fun and I like wiffleball. Hope you learned a lot. G'night!

Bohs: Volleyball & Wiffleball Edition, + my 2 Heroes

I've (surprisingly) been keeping up with my food blog, What's On Meghan's Plate, so I haven't really had time to post anything on my real housewives blog. That makes me a sad panda.

Average Bohs - We had an undefeated Sunday last week!! (Sep 5) It was the holiday weekend so only 4 of our team members were able to make it. Luckily one of our players, BJ, brought her husband and we were able to play. We played 4 games and won every single one. Woo hoo! It was so much fun and a great ego boost to win. It's always fun to play, but it doesn't hurt to win a few. :) We played again this Sunday and won 2 out of 4... not as ego-boosting, but still a good time as usual. Go Bohs! One of our players, LB, posted this picture on fb.

Next week is the playoffs, which means it's the last week of volleyball. That is such a bummer. But - wiffleball is starting in 3 weeks so hoorah! Can't wait to see how that turns out.

On another note, oh how I love Stephen Colbert. People are starting to request that Jon Stewart/Stephen Colbert hold a rally in some sort of retaliation to Glenn Beck's piece of shit rally in DC. Did you know that there were a million people there, and that they aren't going to let anyone tell them the number were any less than that? Hahahaha. Ok. I'm not sure how I feel about the attention that Beck is getting, and even though it's supposed to be a diss or something like that, I'm sure Beck will cry about how this is proof that his rally changed the nation, nay, the world!! UGH. Anywho, enough about him.

PS. The title of the post was referring to Colbert & Stewart. ;)

Ok I gotta get out of this house and maybe take Dexter to the dog park. Or for a nice long walk. Ciao!

PPS. Dexter (the show) starts back up on Sep 26. Eeeee!!