I have grown to love the silence of the night. Dog asleep at my feet, the only loyal being who gives a crap that I'm still awake. Out of pure boredom I decided to google poetry and glance through some random thoughts in a last ditch effort to put myself to sleep. Yikes, now I will never sleep. I found poems of suicide, lost love, and even a heart wrenching one about a girl, whos mother made her eat fruit cocktail. I was thinking something charming like birds chirping or some other ridiculous rambling to take me to a better place. Instead I am left disturbed and in need of a double dose of prosac or someone to haul me off to my padded cell.

Truth be told, I did pretty much nothing all weekend. Watched some Olympics and way too much Iron Chef. I was not at all inspired to get up and and go curling. I was however, inspired to cook something out of the box, as in literally out of a box. Bobby Flay eat your heart out.

OK, so I'm bored and no on is reading this anyway so I might as well ramble on about what really annoys me. People who have nothing better to post on their facebook than how horrible their day was. Come on people, the fact that starbucks ran out of non-fat milk for your Grande, Non-Fat, No Water, 180 Degrees, Tazo Chai Tea Latte is really of no concern to me. The fact that you're stuck in traffic and you can smell the BO radiating off the 400 lb man in the car next to you as he rocks out to lady gaga in his pinto really is something you could have kept to yourself.

I hope everyone has a wonderful week and you find something truly inspiring to write about. If it puts me to sleep, all the better!

Today I introduce Mr. Googberface. That is my 5 year old Springer Spaniel "Jake" Jake is a showdog with lots of great awards and a great pedigree, however he is really just a goober. His favorite things to do are agility, run on the beach, hump my leg out of frustration, sleep and eat...in no particular order.