Today...
...makes it feel like my life is kinda perfect.
I hate waking up early and I hate waking Doug up early. (I mean, he hardly gets enough sleep as it is)
But the weather is so nice and feeling the love I have for Doug and Jake and Bird, while we're all riding in the car together, it just makes me feel complete almost. (Does anyone ever feel completely complete?) We took Jake to get his ears checked by current grooming salon manager, Annahi. I trust that she knows the difference between ear mites, cuts, infections, etc. We then walked outside of Bentsen state park for a while just to kill a little time, enjoy the weather and to desensitize Jake a bit around other dogs again.
Anyway, back to today. My sister received some stressful news about her stupid wisdom tooth. It's only 66 days till Bubby and Chuchi tie the knot.
Here are some flattering and unflattering photos of my babies.
I've been feeling zombie like and although I really want to work out or do yoga, I keep finding something else to do.
Yesterday, I worked, very sluggishly, then had social time with Kevy and his friends. I wanted to punch a late comer girl. Another said my Doug reminded her of Chris Pratt. I wanted to punch her also or thank her. I'm not sure.
I hate waking up early and I hate waking Doug up early. (I mean, he hardly gets enough sleep as it is)
But the weather is so nice and feeling the love I have for Doug and Jake and Bird, while we're all riding in the car together, it just makes me feel complete almost. (Does anyone ever feel completely complete?) We took Jake to get his ears checked by current grooming salon manager, Annahi. I trust that she knows the difference between ear mites, cuts, infections, etc. We then walked outside of Bentsen state park for a while just to kill a little time, enjoy the weather and to desensitize Jake a bit around other dogs again.
Anyway, back to today. My sister received some stressful news about her stupid wisdom tooth. It's only 66 days till Bubby and Chuchi tie the knot.
Here are some flattering and unflattering photos of my babies.
I've been feeling zombie like and although I really want to work out or do yoga, I keep finding something else to do.
Yesterday, I worked, very sluggishly, then had social time with Kevy and his friends. I wanted to punch a late comer girl. Another said my Doug reminded her of Chris Pratt. I wanted to punch her also or thank her. I'm not sure.
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