What Weekend?

It was here, and just as quickly it was gone. Some stuff got done, and some other stuff didn't get done. Just as I typed that I remembered something that didn't get done. Hell. Still, both pups got bathed, the inside of the house got cleaned, and the grass got mowed. I'm but one woman.

Here's the noteworthy stuff from the weekend:

1. Finally fell while mowing the lawn. Damn tiny steep part of the yard. I usually wear cleats when I do it, but got lazy. Thankfully no harm, and I put the cleats on immediately after.

2. It was nice enough to sit outside and drink. So I did.

3. Dex pissed on two people at the dog park. The original second person was avoided due to my ability to sprint and grab Dex's tail. I was not fast enough the next time, though my running and screaming should have given the victim a forewarning. Shit.

4. I bought Naturalizer shoes and am now the oldest 26 year old ever.

5. Lu finally went racist on us and exhibited her black power as she became aggressive and tried to attack a white german shepherd at the dog park. Lu only weighs 37 pounds. Everyone was staring.

6. I haven't talked to Joe in a week straight. I knew it would be like this, but it's killer to have NO contact at all. We talked more during his deployment than we do now. I really don't know when or if I'll talk to him before this phase is supposedly up in another two weeks. Wait, it's coming back to me. I thought we'd never gone this long without contact before, but that's not true. Basic Training. I am now having PTSD over the anxiety I experienced at that time.

7. Lucky seven. What shall it be? What could it be? How about the fact that I ran errands in Joe's car today with the whole thing shaking so badly that my hands about bounced off the wheel, but as good luck would have it, I survived. Here's to sometime after July having a 2006 Honda Pilot!! Woohoo.