It all started last Thursday with a desperately needed storm. Said storm took out the power for a bit, and as we would later discover, the internet as well. Our weekend was planned with a trip to Florence, SC on Sunday to meet with the wedding planner and visit Phillip's family. Time Warner Cable was conveniently busy enough to only have an opening on Sunday. Thus, our trip was canceled. It's ok, we can deal with this.
Sunday rolls along and given the window appointment of 8 AM to 4 PM, we are prisoners in our own home for a day. I decided to leave Phillip for an hour or two and go see a client. I get a phone call about an hour and a half later stating that Gracie (my lovely shih tzu/mini schnauzer mix) got a "haircut" today. Immediately alarmed, I asked how short. Phillip begins with "Well...she kinda...umm...moved. So I messed up a little and decided to just cut her whole body pretty short." I stopped by the store to get toys for what I correctly assumed to be my now heinously ugly dog. (Above is a picture of cute Gracie...below is Phillip's new rendition. Fear not, we will not be allowing him to give our children haircuts.)
Sunday rolls along and given the window appointment of 8 AM to 4 PM, we are prisoners in our own home for a day. I decided to leave Phillip for an hour or two and go see a client. I get a phone call about an hour and a half later stating that Gracie (my lovely shih tzu/mini schnauzer mix) got a "haircut" today. Immediately alarmed, I asked how short. Phillip begins with "Well...she kinda...umm...moved. So I messed up a little and decided to just cut her whole body pretty short." I stopped by the store to get toys for what I correctly assumed to be my now heinously ugly dog. (Above is a picture of cute Gracie...below is Phillip's new rendition. Fear not, we will not be allowing him to give our children haircuts.)
I was still recovering from the "now you have an ugly dog" episode and trying to teach myself how to knit (which happened to be the only successful part of the day yesterday). The faithful Time Warner Cable guy came out while I was working with a client and "fixed" our problem. Not true, so he had to come back out. Only this time he wanted to see if he could find a splitter in the attic that wasn't working. We had no problem with this, so Phillip showed him where to go. Five minutes later I hear something hitting the floor in the hall. I say something to Phillip, and he goes to look. Indeed the gentleman had stepped through our ceiling. Oh yay! He then informs us that we will not have internet until they (TWC) get an estimate for the damages and it gets fixed. So yay...no internet (which is vital to casenotes for my second job), hole in the ceiling, and an ugly shaved dog.
Happy beginning of the week. This is why you should not skip church for your internet to get fixed!!!
Happy beginning of the week. This is why you should not skip church for your internet to get fixed!!!
