i'm the younger woman now.

today is scott's 30th birthday. 30. it doesn't phase me like so many people told me it would. i distinctly remember my older sister having a complete meltdown on my couch because nobody was throwing her a party for her 30th birthday, and i just stared at her. i didn't get why it was such a big deal, or why she didn't have any friends who would do inane things like that for her. sure, we all want get-togethers for milestone events, and sometimes we don't want to do the work. but it's not the world's responsibility to make sure your birthday is awesome.

but i digress. scott got a new car! it's his old car, but newer and a different color! :-| we had dinner at blue plate with some of his friends! it was my surprise for him! the food was good and the dessert was crap! the waitress was insane! scott's friend gave her his number!

in other news, the sweet guinness had his second acl surgery yesterday, and the doctor says everything went well. he will complete his 24 hour morphine drip around 1pm today, and then we'll pick him up tonight. my poor buddy. that dog has cost no less than ninety bazillion dollars in his time with us, and he's worth every penny. scratching his ears and having him bound up to see me when i come home solves about 98% of my day-to-day problems. but people who don't love dogs like i do think it's their place to remind me that dogs are nothing but pets to them. they say incredibly offensive things like "your dog is having SURGERY?? i don't think i'd pay for that. i'd probably put them down."

WOW. thanks, asshole. i'll keep your "euthanize in lieu of medical intervention" mantra in mind the next time you're asking for a day off because your kid needs to go to the doctor.

i will never understand people's lack of social responsibility. no, you don't have to agree with my choices, but you shouldn't tell me you'd kill my dog if roles were reversed. that's just heinous.

seacrest, out.