Tuesday, September 2nd

Just writing "September" is killing me right now. Do you know that I didn't even get a tan this summer? I hope the weather's nice when we go to Florida in November so we can lay on the beach! My body is suffering from lackoftaninitous.

So, last night the pooch and I slept great and we snuggled away. She woke me up all growly at about twenty after six or so and I had to keep shushing her because there wasn't a chance on earth I was getting up then! I did however set the alarm clock to about 7am so we could go for a walk before I got ready for work.

We got up at about ten after or so, I got myself ready and we headed out. We ran into Jessica and Henry about 5 minutes into our walk and they invited us to come play in their front yard. Lucy and Henry played so well. Jessica told me that they were learning the sex of their baby today so I told her to let us know what they find out. She looks so cute and she said she's feeling better now.

After our play, Lucy and I headed down their street to continue our walk. I figured we'd just make our way around the block since the play really tuckered her out. We were in a yard a few houses down from Henry's and some old bag called out her screen door, "Ma'am, I don't want your dog in my yard, please get him off of it". I yelled back, "Old lady, we don't want you in our neighborhood but there's not too much we can do about it, is there?". JUST KIDDING. I moved Lucy off her stoopid lawn and we moved on.

When we got down to the bottom of the hill Lucy proceeded to take a dump way back in the ivy by that empty lot - you know, where that one house sits all alone and that empty lot is? Right after the actual house that looks lived in is a patch of ivy covered by a few bushes or trees, who knows. Anyway, Lucy scurried her way in there and there wasn't a chance I was crawling in there to find her treasures, SO, I left it. Yes, mama didn't pick up the poop! ha ha. I was just praying that no one was watching us, even though they probably wouldn't even know that she had just gone.

We got home, or just about. Steve from across the street witnessed Lucy almost drag me across the lawn to bark at the neighbor's dog who was barking his face off in their front window. I literally had to hold on with two hands to keep control. It probably looked hilarious! I wanted to kill her.

I have been leaving the bathroom door open and today I left my bedroom door open too when I left. Lucy is pretty much past her chewing phase and I don't leave anything on the floor that she can destroy, so why not give her some more freedom in the house, you know? I also didn't put the e-collar on Lucy so I'm praying that she doesn't lick her cut raw again. If so, we're back to square one and that would suck because that damn spray is actually working. We'll see when I get home.

Anyway, we miss you daddy. 3 days to go, WOO HOO! Call us later. More to come...