How about sitting still, eyes closed, facing away from you, but near enough that you know we're here, like a cat? I can do that, you know, from a distance.
I love you WS.
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How about sitting still, eyes closed, facing away from you, but near enough that you know we're here, like a cat? I can do that, you know, from a distance.
I love you WS.
In Other Less Poopy News: Matilda's party went off without a hitch.
I had a dream about Matilda last night! I was staying over at your place, crashing on the couch, and she came over and woke me up and instantly entertained me with many interesting discussions and conversations. She also had a super short hair cut (like her mom) and gold earrings.
I enjoyed my time with Dream Matilda very much!
I love WS too.
Steph, I get you. I'd be worried too - for no reason - but I'd be worried. Because really, there's no reason.
Oof. Now I want to send breckets anyhow. Let me stick to WS' method, then.
It must have been a mess.
It was. And DH was out of town.
We are having it all leveled, and putting in a high-end, waterproof vinyl plank floor, that will look like hardwood from the top of the stairs (standing on it, well, it probably won't fool you, but you still might be impressed).
I keep telling myself it will cost less than the gutters/roof we had to replace after the ice storms (for which my DH was also out of town - I take it back, what I said about 2 occurrences not being a pattern, because this is clearly a pattern) and I will enjoy this more, since we use those rooms a lot.
Hey Tep, I am pulling for October 4th to be completely free of trauma for you guys. (and for the rest of us!!)
bonny! You would have been soooo proud of Frankie last night! His bestie boxer pal Roscoe was over last night and Roscoe's mommy and I were eating dinner. I put Frankie in "place" on his bed, but Roscoe was clambering all over the couch where we sat, and then trying desperately to provoke Frankie into playing. Frankie didn't BUDGE.
...well, until I made the mistake of petting Roscoe. Jealous butt. So I put him back in "place" and he stayed. But given that he's never had to keep "place" with another doggie provoking him, I was very impressed he stayed there for 15 minutes, despite extreme temptation. I praised the heck out of him and gave him a treat.
My students have a midterm today, and they're stressing out, and their stress is making me stress out. I've got to figure out how to calm myself down so that my stress doesn't add to their stress and keep circling like that.
Heh, Nora. Actual Non-Dream Matilda and I just had an interesting conversation on the couch -- she had a secret to tell me, which turned out to be that she was watching Wall*E with her head (on further questioning, turns out this means she dreamed about Wall*E) -- that the big Wall*E's on the Axiom were his mommy and daddy and they were squashing him because he wouldn't eat his dinner. They were teenagers and he was a baby. So that's why they were punishing him.
Now she's nestled on the couch watching the real Wall*E movie and coloring in her Dora coloring book. But if you want to come over and crash on the couch, she'll be happy to scoot over and make room for you.
she'll be happy to scoot over and make room for you.
I sure hope I can take you up on this someday soon.
(I miss San Francisco)
Frankie didn't BUDGE.
That's ma boy!!
Frankie is, indeed, praise worthy. Friends, food, hyper energy...that's a LOT of temptation.
Give him a smooch for me.