Zane and I had some errands to run this morning. We drove to Portland [about an hour away], to a shoe store that has a contract with his company. He got some new boots, then got some “protection” stuff that they had to put on there and it takes 24 hours to dry, so he has to go back and get them tomorrow.
We went to Rite Aid to get some random stuff [and waste time].
We went to his work because he took home the work truck keys last night and he had to return them. He did some other stuff too, but I sat in the car and read.
After we were done with everything, we went to lunch with Zane’s brother Thomas. I had a pulled pork sandwich, and it was Delicious! :] I may complain about him a lot, but lately I’ve come to realize that when we’re not at home with him, he’s a fun guy. But when we’re at home, he’s a jackass.
I read more on the way home, and I’m getting frustrated with my book. I love it, I absolutely love it, but it’s frustrating me.
When we got home, the dogs went nuts, like always… I don’t know why, but Dexter always trying to attack Roxie whenever someone comes in the door. He’s not being MEAN, but he’s a little feistier than just playing.. So today, I tried to get him away from her, and he jumped on my leg like a cat would, and drug his claws down my skin.. OUCH! It’s not the worst looking of the scrapes he’s given me, but it hurts most. :/