Listening to: myself typing
Reading: NOTHING! I'm out of books! Dying here! If I don't read, my mind will slowly wither to rotten scraps! (rotten scraps?)
Well, it's my birthday. 3-0. Not feeling any different. Or special, or anything like that! Just tired, as usual. Well, the dogs woke me up at 5am, needing to go out. They don't usually do that, but we are lazy parents. They normally eat Pro Plan dog food, which is very digestible and creates very little waste. We can only find Pro Plan at pet food stores, and since I'm lazy, I just picked up a bag of Kibbles & Bits at Target the other day. Boy am I sorry. That crap is horrid! The dogs are so gassy (we're talking killer stinkos) and need to poop a lot more often. And I don't know if this makes sense, and maybe it's just a coincidence, but they seem to be thirstier. I filled up their water bowl before I went to bed last night and it was dry at 5:00. I refilled it and they gulped it down again. Anyway, we need to get to Petsmart soon!
It's snowing today. I thought we were just supposed to get "a dusting," but now it's really sticking and coming down steadily. The best thing about the snow is that the dogs don't drag mud in when they go out. The worst thing (among others) is the stuff melts, causing lots of backyard mud for the dogs to drag in. Double edged sword, I tell you.
Do you ever sit around your house naked? Like, I just got out of the shower and am all heated up, so I'm sitting here at the computer with a towel under me and a towel on my head. You see, I'm cooling off. I bet you don't do stuff like this. Cam's asleep in his room, so he can't see me. And the dogs, they don't care. Tony thinks I'm crazy for not being fully-dressed at all times. I think I'm just warm and need to get un-warm. So, now you know a lot about me. A lot more than you bargained for, most probably!
Just got off the phone with Fully-Clothed Tony. He'll be working late again tonight. Piss. I was hoping we could go out to dinner for my birthday. I was hoping against all odds, though, since I figured he'd be late. He's having to work tons (late nights, weekends) lately and it really sucks. I feel like a single mom and I don't like it. But what can I do? I know this won't last forever and this fucked up project will get straightened out one day. It just really bites (for all involved) right now.
Welzers, I hear Cameron in his room, waking up, so I'd better get some clothes on and feed him. Have an exciting Thursday for me...I know I won't!
Reading: NOTHING! I'm out of books! Dying here! If I don't read, my mind will slowly wither to rotten scraps! (rotten scraps?)
Well, it's my birthday. 3-0. Not feeling any different. Or special, or anything like that! Just tired, as usual. Well, the dogs woke me up at 5am, needing to go out. They don't usually do that, but we are lazy parents. They normally eat Pro Plan dog food, which is very digestible and creates very little waste. We can only find Pro Plan at pet food stores, and since I'm lazy, I just picked up a bag of Kibbles & Bits at Target the other day. Boy am I sorry. That crap is horrid! The dogs are so gassy (we're talking killer stinkos) and need to poop a lot more often. And I don't know if this makes sense, and maybe it's just a coincidence, but they seem to be thirstier. I filled up their water bowl before I went to bed last night and it was dry at 5:00. I refilled it and they gulped it down again. Anyway, we need to get to Petsmart soon!
It's snowing today. I thought we were just supposed to get "a dusting," but now it's really sticking and coming down steadily. The best thing about the snow is that the dogs don't drag mud in when they go out. The worst thing (among others) is the stuff melts, causing lots of backyard mud for the dogs to drag in. Double edged sword, I tell you.
Do you ever sit around your house naked? Like, I just got out of the shower and am all heated up, so I'm sitting here at the computer with a towel under me and a towel on my head. You see, I'm cooling off. I bet you don't do stuff like this. Cam's asleep in his room, so he can't see me. And the dogs, they don't care. Tony thinks I'm crazy for not being fully-dressed at all times. I think I'm just warm and need to get un-warm. So, now you know a lot about me. A lot more than you bargained for, most probably!
Just got off the phone with Fully-Clothed Tony. He'll be working late again tonight. Piss. I was hoping we could go out to dinner for my birthday. I was hoping against all odds, though, since I figured he'd be late. He's having to work tons (late nights, weekends) lately and it really sucks. I feel like a single mom and I don't like it. But what can I do? I know this won't last forever and this fucked up project will get straightened out one day. It just really bites (for all involved) right now.
Welzers, I hear Cameron in his room, waking up, so I'd better get some clothes on and feed him. Have an exciting Thursday for me...I know I won't!
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