Jack & Jill Put Up A Blog

Above is Spot in heaven…the park with his yellow ball.

So, last night we are sitting around watching Bill Clinton give his speech at the Democratic Convention. Spot has found a new friend and that would be Bill. During Clinton’s speech, he says “…Knock it out of the park!” Well, Spot was laying on the floor bored and appeared to be sleeping, but then he heard his favorite word “Park” come from Bill. Spot perked up and stared at the TV with his eyes round with excitement, “I don’t care who this guy is, what affiliation cause I like where he is going with this.”

It’s amazing. All day long the dogs lay around sleeping, but they have their listening ears on just in case they hear a word that they know and love. Not every word Spot knows brings on this excitement.

Any time we give Spot a pill or have to clip his nails, anything with a fuss, we lay down a towel and say “medicine.” This way he knows when he is going to be bugged versus be pet. We had a big problem with this because Spot has a memory like an elephant, he remembers for days if you have clipped, poked or brushed him, he will not forgive you. Therefore, he would get very upset if you came near him. So, we decided to give it a word (medicine) and a visual (towel) to let him know. Whenever you do anything serious with Spot, he looks the other way like – “This isn’t really happening if I don’t look at it. Nope, you are not clipping my nails right now. Doot, da, doo…FYI, you are going to pay for this.”

Remember how it was growing up with dogs? Man, times have changed because this is not what I remember. The big dogs were not allowed inside. Going on a trip in the 1960’s & 1970’s? -Throw some newspaper on the floor, open a window, a heaping bowl of food, a large bowl of water and the dogs are just fine. Could you imagine doing that now? Or maybe this was a Minnesota thing and I sound crazy right now. I wouldn’t be surprised. Crazy Minnesotans and their hot dishes.

Anyway, Spot asked me to send a shout out to Bill Clinton to let him know he will be right here waiting to go at any time to that park…oh, and make sure to bring the ‘Chuck It,’ I tend to slobber.

This cracked us up. I got an iPhone yesterday and I am having fun finding Apps. I installed a horoscope App, which is always a hoot. Mine was pretty good talking about work. I read it after work but it summed up my day. I had to sit back and wait it out while two other people in a project argued. My horoscope’s instructions were to “Wait before acting.” That was a good plan, glad I channeled my horoscope in early in the morning. Jack’s on the other hand was something about take control of your hectic day, but his day was pretty lazy…hit the pool early. Or is that somehow “taking control of a hectic day?” Good question isn’t it? Yeah, maybe he’s the smart one.

But then we looked up Spots. His Birthday being November 15th, he is a Scorpio. This horoscope is just too perfect. See below.

“Your desires may exceed your ability to fulfill them today and that leads to frustration. It’s a good time to relax and use other techniques to achieve contentment.”

“Hi, I’m Spot. A yellow Labrador Retriever who…” Okay stop. Dog’s don’t talk. Don’t be stupid. Also, Labrador Retriever’s don’t have spots. Are we stating the obvious? Perhaps.

Here we will talk about how pissed, pouty and mopey Spot is today. We are confident that he is pissed today because his pissed-ness is obvious – please see above (that frog ended up on the roof permanently soon after this photo). This will hold true until we say the dog’s favorite words ‘treat,’ ‘park,’ and oh my god ’swim’ that will elevate him in to ‘acting’ like a normal happy dog. He listens in close, waiting for these three magic words every day. While he waits, he is a very pissed off puppy. If you mention the words ‘walk’ or ‘run’ to other dogs, they can not contain the excitement. Spot is not at all impressed with these boring words because they have nothing to do with him running freely, chasing a yellow ball or conducting genital research on other dogs.

On myspace. Spot’s mood: Pissed

Also, he gets diarrhea all the time or has a scratch, bite, scrape, you name it. Why? I don’t know. He is afraid of bugs, has never chewed on things he shouldn’t, won’t jump up on the furniture or into the car. Is he a dog you ask? We are waiting to hear back.

To Jill, Spot is her child. To Jack, Spot is just a dog.

Jack and Jill here. What is up?! We decided to start a blog to chronicle our lives and if we can manifest this into blog mania..(dun dun dun – in a low voice) we accept the wishes of the blog god’s.

Let’s dig in…

On what the fuh are WE doing, we are covering things we find ‘adventurous’ such as date night, marriage, couples, Disneyland, the “when are you having a baby?” incessant question, he says & she says, home improvement, DIY, first time landlords, camping, food, wine…on and on.

As far as the wine goes, don’t expect too much here. We are two people possessing the inability to collect adjectives to describe what we are tasting. Deep down, not too deep down, we want to be those people who exploit and pretentiously go on about their “palettes” – a word I learned to associate with wine tasting from the movie, Sideways.

Side note: Sideways, the movie that is…is one of our favorite movies and we will even admit to have sat down with the script, wine (duh) and aged cheeses to really dig in.

With that bit of info, isn’t it nice how this is flowing to the next thing, you will notice we are also into entertainment – movies, scripts, TV and then music and the like…this will be in the what the fuh are THEY doing, which also consists of environmental issues, maybe some politics. Also, we live in the mecca of it all, Los Angeles and are pursing the industry – hence the pseudo names – Jack and Jill – cause you never know. Who knows maybe you have seen us on TV, Movies or listen to us on the radio…or not:)

Then there is Spot. He has his own page – what the fuh is SPOT doing…he is a sweet, annoyingly grumpy, odd 2 year old yellow Labrador retriever who makes frequent visits to the vet and is afraid of flies…this is not, in any way, an exaggeration.

I think this does it for the introduction. Our mission: to have fun and drink some cheap yet yummy wine…