Questionably Fabulous

Only due to the Questionably Fabulous customer service of Great Britain I finally have internet service. How long did I go without you ask? Um, try 8 weeks. Yea, two months! Those of you who still live in The States and you have to wait 24 hours or something for a switch to be thrown, don’t complain. And also, for those of you who whine about having to wait from 8 am till 12 noon for the cable guy, yea, shut it. Our electrician was supposed to come on Monday afternoon at 2:30, he showed up at 9 am on Wednesday. No call, no return of my messages…

(Just got an email from Bob… Here’s what he had to say for himself…)

Welp, I found my mother ship… I confessed to have one burning question to ask. WHERE CAN I BUY A CURLING IRON?… I had to try Peter Jones, and when (gasp) they compared it to my Mecca back home, Target, I knew this was the place for me…

It’s like The Muppets Take Manhattan but instead it was The Mitisek’s taking Buckingham!  What a wonderful day wondering around London.  Bryan is napping as I type – silly boy woke up at 4:30 am, I guess he didn’t adjust as well as I did to the new time zone.  It’s either standard exhaustion or [...]

Went to the airport today to move to London. We had too many bags, so many that the rental car shuttle refused to take us to the airport…

Today is Wednesday, January 6th and it has been too long since I’ve poured my heart out over the key board and kept up with this blog. It was once my dream to have this be my career – writing, making people laugh etc. And perhaps it someday will be, but for now I just want it for me. I’m going back to the reason I started to write, to chronicle my life with humor and to help me find my own inner fabulous. And I’ve got some stuff to get off my chest

Dear Readers,
You know by now that my name is Bob Marley Dog but did you know that I need a new place to call home? AC is really sad about having to give me up but I know it’s best that she and my dad move to London without me. I just wouldn’t be able to make [...]

I definitely do not like variables. I used to think I could tolerate change easily when it was unexpected. For example, if I was driving down the street and got a detour, I could handle that. In this situation it is clear that I could no longer take the route I was planning on and now definitely have to follow the detour signs. No problem. What I could not handle though is a detour sign that said “The road you were going to take is no longer available. You can follow our red detour signs but that may not get you to your destination on time. If you follow the yellow detour signs that may get you to your destination on time but you will need to pay a fine of $100. If you following the green detour signs then we cannot guarantee you’ll ever get to your destination but we will pay you $100. Also, signs along the way will change color and you’ll be put on whatever route we choose to put you on regardless of what you want or how you’ve laid out your day.”

Yea. I cannot handle that. And that is the way my life has been going recently…

Most dogs like to ride in the car with their head hanging out of the window.  I like to do this too but only when driving locally – like to the store and stuff where I’m likely to be able to see other dogs and bark at them…  Or when I get to protect my [...]

Mom has been busy with her new job, dad went to Colorado for an emergency…  They left me at summer camp this past weekend while they visited some friends…  I’m feeling neglected… 
This dog went through hell and highwater to get to his folks – I’m not so sure if I’d have done the same…
http://www.sanluisobispo.com/opinion/columnists/pet-tales/story/509463.html