I told him to get rid of the Christmas tree, and he get this far with it. Eventually the tree will get chopped up into firewood, although we rarely use our fireplace because there’s usually a couch in front of it.
My beautiful mother on her wedding day, with my aunt standing next to her. Her hair was so long! My mom was a babe. I brought home a pile of old photographs and will be sprinkling them into my blog entries, for fun.
AWWWWWW. Her rash is getting better. Less oozy, more crusty. She woke me up around 2-ish this morning, whimpering–it took me an hour and a half (and half a Xanax) to fall back asleep, so when the whimpering started again at 5 I woke the Boy up to take her outside, which he did. I have to admit, one of my biggest concerns about when we finally get around to having a kid is lack of sleep the first year–but I know the Boy will help me out in that department. He’s a good egg.
Here we are on Friday, the first night of the cone. Every time I would take it off for her to eat/drink she’d gnaw on her leg or roll around on the wet grass or claw at her ear like a maniac, so I’d have to put it right back on. I took the cone off this morning, though, and so far she seems pretty mellow about it. Maybe she’s almost completely healed! That would be niiiiice. Sad dog = sad owner.
Candy Darling in the dark. I’m thinking this one might be close to posting on Etsy–it needs a splash of glitter first, though. On her eyelids!
Just got off the phone with the Broad–she has a new work schedule that starts at 4 a.m. so she’s off work incredibly early in the morning. She sounded perky. “The coffee’s still circulating through my system,” she explained. She just bought herself a new laptop so she can watch Netflix and game all from the comfort of her bed–with Novocaine by her side. Heaven! She also hates Windows 8 as much as I do, and I do, truly. What about you, blog reader? Do you hate Windows 8? Enjoy bed blogging? Miss the warmth of summer? I miss the warmth of comments.