Love this Guy

Damn it. As I'm trying to write this blog, the pic isn't showing up - just all the gunky code, which means I'm typing aimlessly around what will hopefully be the picture. Damn you, blogger.com!

So Joe's been gone about a month now. It's going by quickly, and I've managed to keep myself busy. But it still ain't easy. It'll actually be a full month on Tuesday. My birthday. Ha. This will make once in three years that I've spent my birthday with Joe - last year. And ya know how it was spent? With me laid up in a hotel room half dead with the flu. Ah, the self-loathing. We did have a little celebration before he left. He surprised me with a couple friends over and a bbq. Unfortunately I was 2-3 hours late because I had to stay at work longer due to an incompetent doctor. Ah well. Joe did well considering what he had to work with. Just wish he was around for the day itself. I miss him. Life is always better when he's around.

But speaking of doctors, I got to work with my favorite doctor today. He's my favorite because he's just about the most competent doctor there (the unit I work in rotates docs). And he's not bad to look at either. I refer to him at home around Joe as "hot black doctor," which Joe loves. Dude kicks ass. And because of that, there was no doctor-related foolishness that I had to straighten out today. Woohoo! I love it when I only have to do my job.

After work, I played with Dex for a bit, and then we both passed out. I desperately wanted to stay awake and watch Hoarders, but damn, I was out. After we woke up, I took him to Pet Smart to get more dog food. I haven't taken him in there in a lonnng time, so I walked him around the store for a bit. We breezed by his old trainer who was in a session. The trainer saw Dex, and I just smiled. Yeah, when Dex was little and having his private sessions, Jeffy boy once asked me incredulously, "You really think this dog is going to get to 50 lbs?!" Well, dick, he made it to 75 at least. So yeah. Take that, Jeffy!!! Dex was also pretty good in the store and allowed me to carry a big bag of dog food out to the car without making me fall as I walked him on his leash.

I have to work again tomorrow. Hot black doctor won't be there. Oh well. I may catch up with one of my friends afterward. Speaking of friends, I have been really missing my old friends lately. I know I've bitched about this before, but I'm realizing that I never really do anything fun anymore. I use my free time to get the house finished. It's just there's no one I can really call and go grab a drink with or whatever. Okay. That's a lie. There is. It's just... Bah. I just miss my old peeps. I was even beginning to plan to go visit Susan in Boston. I thought it'd be awesome to get out of here and go have good girl time. I haven't seen either of my best friends - Suze or the Croat in over a year. The dates aren't working out for Boston (suck), but the Croat may come visit in November, so we shall see.

Looking up, I am sooo in love with my husband. I've been falling in love with him all over again through e-mail. There are aspects to being apart that are of course good for a relationship. We're making the best of the good parts and getting through the rest as best we can. Even though I miss him and get pissed when I have to haul heavy boxes into the attic on a rickety ladder and hurt my back, yes, even then, I love love love him.