...or why I'm awake at 1:22 in the morning.
Let's see...
Garrett eats treats from my hand! Great sign! And, the nifty pill popper works! Yippee! No more bloody fingers!
Feeling a little jealous while watching professionals with their wide-blade mowers and weed eaters tend to my neighbors' entire yard in like 10 minutes flat. And, knowing that there's nothing but a phone call and a 30 dollar check between me and that. But, alas, I have a perfectly good mower in the basement and a perfectly capable body for mowing. ::sigh:: Question is, do I have enough energy or time?
Two days in a row of: finding sweet mid-afternoon parking spaces near my office; and ever-so-slightly inappropriately dressing for the weather (I'm blaming this on the changeable weather, not my hectic life, because that makes me feel less crazy).
Paying my tab to RC's Mercantile Exchange - and loving my new Pyrex storage dishes.
Getting my favorite earrings sent back to me in the mail - my ears are happy again and can rest for a while, but have also learned that a little bit of spice is a good thing. (Thank you, Sister.)
Finding a cool food blog: Eat Air.
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