Good, Bad, and Ugly

In an attempt to actually keep up with my blog (something i seem to be epically failing at lately)  I am going to try a new weekly thing.  Mostly as an excuse to post ugly pictures of my feet.  And because i like to pretend that people both read my blog, and care about the inter-workings of my daily life.

This Week:

The Good:  Matt finally found a new job!!  I can't tell you how stressful the past few months have been.  Matt is in the same field as i am, so we found ourselves both in crappy jobs, and competing for the same obscure jobs in the same city.  Not our finest planning.  But now i am so relieved we are both in stable jobs that respect us.  And no more working until midnight most nights - so yay for having dinner with Matt again!

The Bad:  What is with all the non-rescue dog shaming lately?  We go to the dog park by my house almost everyday (unless its raining) to let waffles run around and socialize.  So naturally, we meet lots of dogs and people.  Most of them are cool.  I had a lady start asking me about waffles, what breed she is, where we rescued her from.  I told her we got her from a breeder in Michigan.  She immediately turned around and walked away, refusing to talk to me.  Until later when she came back to lecture me on how i should have adopted a pitbull or a chihuahua, because the shelters are filled with them.
1.  We specifically chose the breed of dog we have because it is one of the few truly hypo-allergenic dogs out there.  Even all the doodle hybrids make Matt sick.  If it were up to me, i would adopt ALL THE DOGS!  We have been on the Basenji Rescue list for two years.  TWO!  They have deemed us unworthy dog owners because we both work.
2.  Matt volunteers at paws twice a week, and i donate money.  We DO care about those pitties and chi's.
3.  We could never give a good life to a pitbull in our 800 square foot apartment.  Maybe a chihuahua would be happy, but they need an owner who will give them constant attention - thats not me.
4.  You're a giant bitch lady.  Mind your own business and stop trying to shame those of us who got our dog in a different but still responsible way.

Why does everyone hate me so much??

The Ugly:  (If you are eating, you should just leave.)  As the weather got warm, i realized i will never, ever be able to wear sandals again.  After the Dublin marathon last fall, my big toe went black, and never recovered.  I learned to live with it, and even lovingly named him big blackie.  Then he fell off about a month ago.  And underneath him, was a new gargoyle of a mishapen toenail.  And now, after running Jailbreak and Flying Pig, even the gargoyle is starting to turn dark.  How come runners world never posts an article on this shit??

WTF?????

I won't even show you the other foot, because my pinky toenail split down the middle during jailbreak. I honestly wouldn't be shocked if the whole toe just fell off at this point.

So - Good, Bad, and Ugly.  We'll see if it sticks!