He had somehow convinced my roommate to drive 90 miles (one way) to pick up Izzie from the breeder. Today, I accidentally dropped her cell phone in a glass of chocolate milk (don't ask me how I did it...I'm so dumb!)
So, now her cell phone doesn't work...
I already knew about Izzie...and I already knew that my roomie was picking her up (he was going to propose on Valentine's Day morning by having a "Will you marry me" engraved heart around Izzie's collar) My roommate knows that right now getting married is the last thing that I'm thinking about. (Plus, he lives in California!) So, she started freaking out and finally broke down and told me about the whole idea.
He still doesn't know that I already knew about the surprise. Tonight, he called, "Amanda, I ruin every SINGLE surprise..." Poor guy, he was so upset that my roomie's phone was broken and he had no way of contacting her without asking me for her e-mail address...
I guess that the breeder was cracking up when he called her today to say that he & I would be picking Izzie up...
To make a LOOOOOOOOONG story a little shorter, I don't have to wait until next Wednesday to pick Izzie up. Ross (my B/F) is flying in from California on Sunday and we're picking Izzie up on Monday... YAY YAY!!!