Great Friends, Great Food and Great Danes

I know, B. I’m sad that the weekend’s over too.

It was a good one though! We spent time with friends, met some horse-sized dogs, ate some delicious food and did 4 metric tons of laundry (that part was less good than the others).

I had plans for a dinner-and-movie night with my friend Laurel on Friday night. Laurel and I have a habit of saying we’re going to watch a movie and then laughing at nonsense for a few hours instead, and that’s exactly what we did (we’ve been friends since the 2nd grade so we’ve got a lot of years’ worth of nonsense to laugh at). Justin had a long couple of days at work and he needed to catch up on some rest, so he and B held down the fort.

Saturday morning was really sunny and not too cold so Justin, B and I braved the gale-force winds to hit up some local walking trails and stretch our legs.

We weren’t the only ones who thought that sounded like a good idea; there were a ton of other dogs out, which thrilled B to no end. He is usually really good with other dogs – he’s never aggressive and doesn’t bark or anything, but he does act like a total weirdo. When he sees a dog coming, he lies down and waits in silence until they get close. The owner usually thinks it’s a trick that we’ve taught him and they start commenting on how well-behaved he is, ignoring our warnings about B’s real intentions. In reality, B is just waiting for his new bestie to get close and then he starts  leaping around like a lunatic, usually surprising everyone involved except for Justin and me since we totally saw this coming.

We had been there for awhile and everything was going great. B had met a bunch of new hounds and was feelin’ fine. Then from afar we see a couple walking what appeared to be average-sized horses, but were actually Great Danes. B was super pumped to see them from a distance, but once they got closer he had absolutely no idea what to do. They were definitely the biggest dogs he had ever seen and he was riding a complete roller-coaster of emotions: he wanted to play, obviously, but he was so flippin’ terrified of them that he couldn’t even handle himself. He was slinking around with his tail between his legs (which was heartbreaking) but the very end of his tail was wagging (which was hilarious). The Great Danes were so calm and sweet; they just stood there while B went tearing around, running up to them and then sprinting away if either of them moved. One of them finally lifted his oven-mitt of a paw and batted B in the face and that pretty much set B over the edge. I could have sat there and watched them all day but the I guess the situation lost its novelty to the other couple and they left. B is still talking about it.

I floated the idea of getting a GD to keep B in line – I’m still waiting on an answer from Justin. I’ll keep you posted.

After the monster-dogs, the rest of the walk was pretty uneventful. B ran around like an animal

while Justin and I enjoyed the scenery

and stayed energized with some coffee from Marylou’s. Let me tell you, they aren’t too far off when they say that theirs is “the best coffee in town” – the Girl Scout Cookie coffee is no joke.

By the looks of this picture, Justin was nice enough to share some of his coffee with B. What a guy!

“Crap, she caught us. Stand over there. Nothing to see here!”

B had a great time and was totally pooped when we got home.

Justin and I dropped B off and went to grab some lunch. We had some burgers and enjoyed a nice water view. The view was great from inside the restaurant; the aforementioned gale-force winds made the view less enjoyable from the outside.

We didn’t have time to sit and enjoy the weather, though; we had plans with some college friends later on that night so we hustled right along.

By some miraculous twist of fate, Liz and I ended up as freshman-year roommates and we stayed that way all 4 years. I think I’m going to have to do a separate post (or series (or book) ) on our time together; we were never able to figure out how our matchup happened but we’re glad it did! Either way, we have stayed good friends with Liz and her husband, Joe, and they recently purchased their first home together AND adopted a dog on Wednesday! We had some serious catching up to do. They were nice enough to host us for the evening; they gave us a tour of their beautiful new house, fed us some amazing Carbonara and introduced us to their adorable new puppy, Pippa!

So tired. Being adorable really takes it out of you.

Pippa hails from Tennessee and appears to be a perfect Jack Russell Terrier/chihuahua/daschund mix. This is one seriously cute puppy and SUCH a charmer. Liz and Joe said that the folks at the shelter weren’t sure about her age, but their best guess was under a year. I think B and Pippa are going to be best friends.

Justin and I were in charge of dessert for the evening, so we decided on some peanut butter cup cupcakes. I didn’t have time to take any pictures while I was making them but they got the Justin Seal of Approval so I’ll post the recipe some other time.

It was great catching up with Liz and Joe and it’s safe to say that my stomach still hurts from laughing, as is always the case when we hang out.

After an action-packed Saturday, we decided to take it easy today. We took a nice walk with B, watched some ducks swim around and do that hilarious bum-in-the-air thing that ducks do and now we’re watching the Academy Awards. I think we’ve only seen 1 of the 9 movies nominated for Best Picture…time to update our Netflix list! Have any of you seen The Artist? It looks really interesting!

We hope you had a great weekend!

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