Jabroney

Just sent in my reservation for Dex and Lu to be boarded during Thanksgiving week. Goodbye $100, though I guess that's pretty cheap. The kennel is literally 1-2 minutes from our house, and for military it is $10 per night per dog. Plus, our dogs love it. Dexter literally drags me up to their door, and Lu is just happy to have new people to smile at. (That's right - she smiles.) Another plus is that our vet is about 30 seconds down the road from the kennel. Hey, man, these dogs are my babies, and even though all this is pretty great, I am still nervous and sad to leave them for most of a week.

But at least I got the reservation marked off my to-do list (and before the kennel filled up). The last couple nights/mornings, I have not been able to get to sleep and then I've woken up at about 0400 with my mind going 100mph: gotta get the CR-V ready to sell and do A-Z with it, gotta tag the Pilot, gotta coordinate everything with T-giving, gotta get the Maxima fixed now (sunroof came off track over the weekend), gotta write my bday thank-you's, and on and on.

Of course instead of doing much of any of that, I researched babies today. I hear that I am pretty practical...for a woman. Most anything I do is researched extensively before I do it. I guess if I read about our new car for weeks and months before I finally went and got it, at least some work should be put toward planning for a future child prior to getting knocked up, eh? So I did a little reading online and reached out to a few folks with kiddos, the latter of which is also what my mom did before having me ( and thank you again, Helena!).

I even gave Mama a call, except that I forgot about the time difference between here and Cali and woke her ass up, to which I laughed and mocked her deep morning voice. I think she then called me a bitch! (Shock/horror.) Guess she had the last laugh when she drummed up some stories about me passing out on her boob while breast feeding as a baby. "You would just go limp. Hahahaha." To be honest, I'm glad we had that conversation over the phone and not face to face. That aside, Ma was in good shape when she had us at 28 and 32 years old. Four hours of natural labor for both Ari and me. ["me" is correct here over "I" because it is part of the predicate, not the subject] Of course, she ran track and played basketball all through high school. She even played college ball at Mississippi State - what up. While I did not inherit the height my mother has, nor as much of her athleticism as Ari did, hopefully I at least got some of the physical endurance. The bottom line is that she said the sacrifices she made to have us have paid off dividends and that she might only regret us if we started murdering people. Ah, I do love a good standard.