Not Half Bad

Some days, I feel like everyone in this town is crazy.
Other days, I realize that may be true, but at least that means they are not making use of the incredibly beautiful bike path. We've walked a bunch of different sections now. And we're impressed. It's always pretty empty there. I guess exercise isn't a top priority 'round these here parts.

Action on the Store

Yes, we are painting. Yes, it sucks.

Ball Bowl

I am using my bowl to hold my ball. So I guess I'll just eat off the floor. Ho hum.

Stomack Chi Line

Most of acupuncture doesn't look quite this thrilling. But this was a fun one, so I thought I'd share.

The Weekend of Da Mom's

We drove, we bought, we carried, we shopped, we planted, we ate, we mothered.
From RI, to MA, to CT, to RI the weekend was an adventuresome one.
We took C to Ikea for a couch, spent the night at S's and then went to R's for an afternoon of gardening.

Maybe we'll need to share some of Mommy's Time Out.
See, it IS all in the marketing.

Two Days Worth

I really thought that song was worth leaving up for two business days. Totally.

Walks.

So, when getting a dog we thought that one of the pluses was going on walks.
No one told us how much time leash training her to ACTUALLY walk would take.
We are pushing through, she no longer coughs so hard she vomits, so that's a marker of progress, I suppose.
And after we walk for a few hours she is so tired that she actually behaves.

I have a new song. it goes: Heel, heel, heel. Heel you stupid dog or I will send you to Constantino and he'll eat you. In some countries dog is a delicacy so heel you stupid dog or I'll eat you.

As Promised

Sometimes Wrong feels so Right

Chris and I both know this is torture, but we cannot help ourselves. God help us.
We keep saying that she'll forgive us because we feed her.
Fingers crossed.
Sing it with me now: "Just wanna stay at the..."

Video to come.

Where's Kitty?

BY popular demand...It's find the cat time!

And, no. I am not having children. The pets do not like children.

Hrumph.