Well, what can I say ... I have always admitted to suffering "excessive compulsive" disorder, among many others, but this time I've really gone and done it!
I was struck by an evil PAD attack and spent 48 hours searching high & low for my "chosen one" ... I set out on Saturday and took 10 hours on an interstate road trip that should've only taken me 2.5, but the dang Jeep went nutso and overheated repeatedly during horrific storms, and an accident kept me in 2nd gear for over 100kms. After all that, my "chosen one" ended up being completely, totally and utterly wrong, a disaster in fact. So wasted trip, $70 in gas and $38 in coolant (coz I took the radiator cap off & had a massive geyser) and many blue, green and yellow pills to regain my sanity & composure.
Not to be deterred, I continued scouring every possible avenue and, voila, up popped "THE ONE AND ONLY" on Sunday. Arragements were secretly made (so He Who Must NOT Be Obeyed - my long-suffering Ex would be unawares) for the kind and generous owner to drive halfway (2 hours) to meet me at Ettamogah Pub (google it, it's hilarious and an Aussie icon). Yes, I foolishly took the Jeep & was stuck in a duel truck crash accident traffic jam for 2 hours in unbearable heat with no air-cond & the heater blasting on my feet to keep engine cool, gaaarrrgh.
Love at first sight, I handed over the $'s and made the epic trip home. That's not the end of it though .... awoke yesterday morning only to realise this horrible PAD has risen up inside me AGAIN, and I wanted another ... OMG you should've heard the self-talk, it was enough to make a wharfie blush. My "good voice" couldn't crush the "bad voice" no matter how I tried to resist ... rang the chap, informed him I was "on my way, be there in an hour" and off I set, returning with yes another prize to soothe my gnawing PAD.
Spent the rest of the day in a cold sweat of feined terror awaiting HWM NOT BO's homecoming (you see he lives in an adjoining apartment), all the while flourishing his Amex at anyone who'd take it, buying every accessory I could lay my hands on, despite the fact I'd been doing that for 3 days already.
I'd planned my retort - once he commenced his over the top second hissy fit, the first only bordering on hysterical, I was simply going to say, "Oh put your big girl panties on & deal with it bucko, I gave you 2 days to come to terms with the first one, and this now completes the "pair", what's for dinner?"
So, without further ado, the results of this heinous PAD attack that is now sated, well maybe, there could be another just around the corner ....
Now, I really need your help guys & gals, they remain nameless, and I'm hoping you'll all load up a bowl, go into deep reflection and see if you can come up with a complimentary pair of names for this exquisite pair, bearing in mind they are Chihuauas ...
First Puppy Aquisition Disorder: I'm guessing the fact that I already have 2 x English Mastiff/Ridgeback Cross teens didn't help HWM NOT BO's frame of mind much ....
Second Puppy Aquisition Disorder. No, that is not me holding her:
I was struck by an evil PAD attack and spent 48 hours searching high & low for my "chosen one" ... I set out on Saturday and took 10 hours on an interstate road trip that should've only taken me 2.5, but the dang Jeep went nutso and overheated repeatedly during horrific storms, and an accident kept me in 2nd gear for over 100kms. After all that, my "chosen one" ended up being completely, totally and utterly wrong, a disaster in fact. So wasted trip, $70 in gas and $38 in coolant (coz I took the radiator cap off & had a massive geyser) and many blue, green and yellow pills to regain my sanity & composure.
Not to be deterred, I continued scouring every possible avenue and, voila, up popped "THE ONE AND ONLY" on Sunday. Arragements were secretly made (so He Who Must NOT Be Obeyed - my long-suffering Ex would be unawares) for the kind and generous owner to drive halfway (2 hours) to meet me at Ettamogah Pub (google it, it's hilarious and an Aussie icon). Yes, I foolishly took the Jeep & was stuck in a duel truck crash accident traffic jam for 2 hours in unbearable heat with no air-cond & the heater blasting on my feet to keep engine cool, gaaarrrgh.
Love at first sight, I handed over the $'s and made the epic trip home. That's not the end of it though .... awoke yesterday morning only to realise this horrible PAD has risen up inside me AGAIN, and I wanted another ... OMG you should've heard the self-talk, it was enough to make a wharfie blush. My "good voice" couldn't crush the "bad voice" no matter how I tried to resist ... rang the chap, informed him I was "on my way, be there in an hour" and off I set, returning with yes another prize to soothe my gnawing PAD.
Spent the rest of the day in a cold sweat of feined terror awaiting HWM NOT BO's homecoming (you see he lives in an adjoining apartment), all the while flourishing his Amex at anyone who'd take it, buying every accessory I could lay my hands on, despite the fact I'd been doing that for 3 days already.
I'd planned my retort - once he commenced his over the top second hissy fit, the first only bordering on hysterical, I was simply going to say, "Oh put your big girl panties on & deal with it bucko, I gave you 2 days to come to terms with the first one, and this now completes the "pair", what's for dinner?"
So, without further ado, the results of this heinous PAD attack that is now sated, well maybe, there could be another just around the corner ....
Now, I really need your help guys & gals, they remain nameless, and I'm hoping you'll all load up a bowl, go into deep reflection and see if you can come up with a complimentary pair of names for this exquisite pair, bearing in mind they are Chihuauas ...
First Puppy Aquisition Disorder: I'm guessing the fact that I already have 2 x English Mastiff/Ridgeback Cross teens didn't help HWM NOT BO's frame of mind much ....
Second Puppy Aquisition Disorder. No, that is not me holding her:
