My adorable, giggly job continues to go well. Each day I am learning balance and patience. Patience patience patience for the things I do or don't accomplish, for unconditionally loving a toddler, for Trot vomiting at the bedroom door while I nurse Ace to sleep. Oh yes, patience.
I hired a Jedi Knight to clean my windows. He later commented that his bottom hurt. I told him that perhaps it was because his
Said Jedi Knight switched to being a firefighter with a dalmatian (dalmatian?!) for the afternoon. I didn't mind because by then my windows were clean.
The 'ol girl went to the vet this week. She needed to have her "senior checkup" and she worked up an ear infection just to make the trip worth it.
So we went and it was strange.
She was looked over and deemed quite healthy, but I had that awful feeling that we were talking over her. The vet and I discussed the clear fact that she is nearing the end of her journey. We reviewed how to make it most honorable and comfortable for her. These are the times when I wish she'd
My 16 and a half year old dog is doing just fine and can act mighty young when she wants to. She has lumps and bumps, her hips are going and her eyes are watery, but she's feisty and ornery and loving and determined to kick around for a while longer.
I love her for that.
Bear had an impromptu visit to our friend D's farm. He came back singing the praises of trucks, horses and chickens who lay eggs that smell like horses. He was also sent home with a decent amount of eggs. I promptly added them to the 13 eggs (egg whites, that is ;)) I was cracking to make an angel food cake for our company this weekend. Thank you, D!!!!
I followed my mentor, Fannie Farmer's recipe this time, but here's another version I like to make.
And to polish things off:Grandparents, take note! Ace has grown. And grown. He now prefers to wear hipper, more fashionable 9 month old clothes.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! Mine will be full of dear friends and angel food cake.