This week was bananas. BUH-nanas. It started with the dog. This dog:
"The Dog", he became to be known as (because a real name encourages bonding and I did NOT want any bonding going on). On Sunday, The Dog jumped into my car when I got out in the driveway, then followed me into my garage, then burst through the door into the house and covered Anderson with sloppy dog kisses like they were long lost buddies. Well, that did it, there was no kicking The Dog back onto the street after that little performance. I fed him, J brushed him, and we stuck him in the yard while I searched high and low for his owners. Signs, online postings, calls to shelters, neighborhood-wide emails, facebook spamming. Nada. It became very (sadly) clear that nobody was looking for The Dog, and if they were, they sucked at looking for their dog. So there he was, all cute and eager-eyed and desperate for love, needing a new owner who wasn't an asshole. Back to the internet I went, emailing and Facebook spamming and Craigslisting and badgering every friend I have in hopes of finding The Dog a happy new home. And oh, people, The Dog lucked out big time. Late Wednesday, The Lady pulled up in front of our house. The Lady had seen The Dog on Craigslist and was looking for a new doggie best friend because her old doggie best friend had just been put to sleep. She drove across the city to my house, where I was hoping and praying this would be a good match and The Dog wouldn't try to eat her shoe while it was on her foot like he did to me every other minute or so while he was here. And it was a good match! The Dog loved The Lady, The Lady loved The Dog, and after bonding for ten minutes in my front yard they drove off into the sunset together as I jumped cheerful jumps of joy all over the place. Really. I did.
So there was The Dog, and there were the children, and there were the pets and the dishes and the laundry and a pileup of long exhausting days and nights that are blurring together at the moment and leaving me without any good blog material because I'm too tired to even remember what all happened, much less say something inspired about it. Ooh - but there was today! The ILs came to play with the babies, and I hightailed it outta here for some me time. I had errands to run, and when those were checked off the list, I had a movie date. A friend, a crisply air conditioned theatre, SATC2, and a tub of popcorn so big and salty that my whole mouth is still kind of numb. Good stuff.
The bed beckons. Happy Friday, yall!