So yes, we got a dog. He is a beagle and we�ve taken to calling him Dog as we couldn�t agree on what his name should be. BD suggested Google, I suggested Baxter and Chupie suggested Baby�dog really seems like the best choice. He is like a big stinky cat. He sleeps a lot and isn�t real active. We think he�s still getting adjusted to his new home. He was picked up by a friend of a friend of The Sister� and had spent the past few weeks in a few different places waiting to see if his owner/s would claim him. They didn�t, so we did. I�ve resorted to using one of the built-in templates here because my Gold membership expired and it just not worth the hassle of moving all the pictures over to Flickr and redoing it again. I need to link the Guestbook yet but if you�re so inclined, you can leave a message using the �notes� feature. The weather is getting chilly which means I lay in bed even longer in the mornings so I don�t freeze to death. Chupie and I have been crashing out on the pull out while BD and Dog have taken over the nice queen size bed. As soon as the child starts going to sleep at a �normal� time we�ll rearrange our sleeping quarters yet again. And by normal I mean the opposite of someone who spends five hours at Denny�s drinking coffee after their midnight shift ant where ever they might be working midnights. The child just loves having a dog around and he loves her because she gives him food. We (BD and I) do not advocate giving the animal �people� food but the only way to keep it from him would be to keep it from the child as well and from what I understand that ain�t cool. Me: �Where�s the rest of your bagel?� Child: �Um�da dog ate it?� Me: ��� Me: �What is the dog eating?� Child: �Um�tatoes?� Me: ��� Me: �What�s wrong with the dog?� Child: �Um�he ate too mutz musard an ketsup?� Me: ��� Sunday I cut down the tree that was growing through the remnants of the shed. It actually grew through a plastic milk crate. I don�t really blame it though, apparently someone thought it a bright idea to dump all manner of grass clippings, dirt and whatever in the bottom of the shed making it a lovely little compost area. There is, without a doubt, 5�-6� of dirt on the cement floor. I also found pieces of three ancient vacuums, about 10 (so far, still digging) glass Pepsi bottles, several paint trays, big blocks of concrete and a fair amount of Styrofoam. If the weather warms back up this week I want to get out there and finish it. So today�s agenda includes roasting a chicken, making apple bread, ironing, hand washing the delicates and perhaps scrubbing the bath tub. Enthralling, isn�t it?
11:32 a.m. - 10.11.05