I hope you had a great weekend.
Mine went by way too fast.
I saw Trainwreck.
I love Amy Shumer.
Her humor is extremely inappropriate which, of course, makes me laugh and laugh.
I’m pretty sure she and I are best friends … she just doesn’t know me yet.
My only disappointment was the meh popcorn I bought at the theater.
I *love* popcorn and it was way too salty and just BLEH.
(I didn’t even EAT it … and if I buy-but-don’t-eat popcorn at a movie you KNOW it’s bad!)
I guess next time I go to a movie I’ll have to smuggle in my own, homemade, much healthier, popcorn.
(By the way, I refuse to eat microwaved popcorn. I’m pretty sure it’s made out of toxic chemicals.)
The rest of my weekend was a mix of chores, and the beach, and Fred, Fred, and MORE Fred.
(Fred has a delightful life, by the way!)
Fred was *mobbed* at the beach this weekend.
At one point, Fred and I were surrounded by at least thirty people.
They were all vying to pet Fred, ask questions about Fred, have their photo taken with Fred, etc.
It was too much.
Fred was fine with it, although I think he was anxious to go play.
But, I couldn’t even move an inch.
I had to concentrate on NOT hyperventilating.
(Introverts should never be surrounded by mobs of people.)
I can handle one or two people at a time, but I might as well have been on a date with Brad Pitt.
The crowds we attracted were eye-popping!
In fact, my daughter has suggested we name our next Newfie Brad Pitt.
“Brad Pitt and I got mobbed by the crowds when we went out in public this week.”
“Brad Pitt wants me to stay in bed with him all day long.”
“Brad Pitt has the longest tongue I’ve ever encountered!”
“All the women want to touch Brad Pitt!”
I really can’t get over the reaction people have to Fred.
I can honestly say, I didn’t expect ‘this’ part of having a Newfie.
It probably doesn’t help that Fred is extra big even by Newfie standards.
He’s also very striking to look at.
He’s got his dad’s movie star good looks.
(Or should I say “show dog” good looks?)
Obviously, I need to get better at handling “the crowds” when Fred and I are out and about.
I don’t want to be rude to people, and I don’t mind a question or two.
But, like everything, there are limits.
A lot of times I just want to walk my dog.
Oh, and if I’m working, and Fred has his vest on?
People STILL approach us nonstop.