About a month ago, I had a crying session in the bathroom at work. No, it wasn’t due to some Ally McBeal-like, dancing baby crisis or any other melodrama. It was Sufjan Stephen’s song ‘Chicago’ which struck a nerve with me. Then about a week later, same thing happened while listening to Hayden’s ‘Home by Saturday’. And since things usually work in 3′s, The Joel Plaskett rounded it all out and made me cry a bit more.
I think I need to make a iPod mix of all of these broken-hearted, woeful little songsters for those days when I need a good cathartic cry. .
Completly off topic, the next door neighbors are having a birthday party and the guest of honor must have just walked in. Everyone yelled and Bob, my dearest pug has just had a mini-freakout. I know this because he is pacing, whining and his usually tightly curled tail is now sticking now as if to protect his butt hole from being harmed by more festive yelling. I think it’s time I give him a cookie to help him take his mind off of the party next door.
Think we will be going to the Montreal Pug Meetup as was mentioned in today’s Montreal Gazette. It’s been so long since we’ve been out for a gathering so I guess its time for Bob to get social for Spring.
hey, we still need to try a little pug/husky party too
Bring the doggies to the next pug meetup!