Public Restrooms + Cell Phones = Not Okay

I know we're all really busy.
I know we all think we're very important.
But seriously, talking on the celly while you're in the loo? not right, not right.

I mean, you may not care that your pal on the other line is hearing you tinkle, but i may not be so okay with it.

Not that i consider public restrooms a private place, but a little tact (i.e., hang up the gawddamn phone) isn't really asking much.

My brain has eeked out my left ear a bit, me thinks

Okay, so granted I suddenly have a puppy & my routine has had to change a bit...
This is week one. I'm learning. Jack's learning. And then I’m re-learning.

That said, I’ve now made THREE DMV appointments this week to renew my driver's license and I can do finally do it in good faith 'cause I really, really, really have my renewal form this time. (Not sure how it got from my purse to the floor of my office, but hey.)

But I’m just not functioning as well as I usually do [please read as relative!].
For instance, I left my wallet at PetCo & didn't realize it until 6 hours later...
My rambles have gotten even more intricate and random...
I've snapped at people...
I am making those around me nervous, 'cause I don't generally lose it. I've lost it now 3 times this week, meh. But they also love me & know that this is a time of transition!

So, please be patient as I adjust.

Also, I’m swearing to all of you that I am going to do my absolute darn-edest to not become one of THOSE dog owners. Not to say Jack may not have a little bling & organic food, but, uhm, I’m still gonna be me, right?! My poor admin staff... I must talk about cleaning-up after Jack at least 4 times a day... Again, this is week one. Hopefully poop won't be nearly so interesting next week...which I hope means it will no longer find its way onto my hardwood floors. Fingers crossed!

Meet Jack ~

ohmygoodness, ohmygoodness.

It has happened: I am a officially a dog owner. ohmygoodness.

My early birthday present arrived Friday afternoon with a fanfare of parents, sis & shane and my absolute shock.

Can we just say oh.my.goodness.

So far he is mr. mellow, but does love shoes and his squeaky toys...

And they called it puppy love...

Griffith Observatory, here we come!

Guess, what?! i'm finally going to check-out the NEW Griffith Observatory. SO exciting!!

The glamorous old films of my youth thrown into memory once again... And more, ahem, recent projects such as The Rocketeer... Paula Abdul's video Rush, Rush and even more truly recent debacles such as Transformers, meh.

I've two very fond memories of this special place: One, as a kid we visited & it felt magical. They used to (i hope maybe it is still there?!) have this machine that made a rocket out of molten plastic. I think i may still have it, Mom?

The second memory is already 8-years-old, from the SC days when writing, recruiting, shooting, printing, editing, scoring and everything else that goes into making a short film was a process i endured every three weeks. I tortured my ever-patient roommate in a film I shot at the observatory. We were renegades, as i never got a permit to shoot there... Ohh, what a rebel.

So here's to shooting stars, alabaster columns and peaceful archways, Griffith Observatory, here we come!