Nine years ago today...

...Keith Richards sustained a head injury from falling out of a coconut tree. Murray Lachlan Young says best what we were all thinking:



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Saturday bonus pups

Here's the puppies doing their sun-bunny routine on the back steps. It's a joy to see them bask in the sunshine after a shivery winter. :)

Busy. Busy.

The semester is winding down. Two of my classes don't have a final, but that's because they have other huge projects that I need to finish in the next few weeks. Ugh.

Life has continued very busy. Allergies have plagued me the entire semester. I went to the doctor in February and he had me double up on allergy pills, so I take one morning and night, but even with that and the lubricating eye drops, my eyes stay pink and irritated.  It's not like regular pinkeye- the insides of my eyelids don't feel like sandpaper - but it has been pretty miserable. Half my eyelashes are gone, I think, and most days, makeup is out of the question. Good thing I wake up naturally cute. ;P

Temperatures have been warmer these past few weeks. I'm dreading the summer electric bills, but it's been nice that puppies aren't constantly shivering.

I was very sorry I could not attend the NRA convention this year. I love Tennessee, and would have enjoyed a visit, but I hope I can make the Knoxville event next year. I was glad to get reports of so many friends who were able to go. It sounds like it was an enjoyable gathering.

One aspect of my life that has materially improved by virtue of nursing school is the discovery of clogs. They are super comfortable. They're mostly not very cute, but for walks, they are vastly superior to shoes made for sport, in my opinion. I love not having to fool with laces, and they seem to absorb impact quite well. In the past few weeks, I've been walking more frequently, and my knee problem seems finally to be clearing up. I was making major progress last summer, but the school schedule conflicted too dramatically to attend spin classes, and the spin bike at the school gym was almost always occupied, thus not worth the drive in on the outside chance. Through the year I just nutted up and powered through the nagging knee pain, but sometimes it would wake me up at night. No bueno.  I can walk for hours with no problem, but for some reason, standing in one spot really kills me. So, yeah, improved.

I moseyed over to Denton last week to see a roller derby match with Duke City Derby from Albuquerque playing the Unicorns from Denton. The female announcer was particularly entertaining. Then I was delighted to stop by and visit Holly and Johnny, then we all went to Matt G's where his lovely wife had rustled up a gorgeous Beef Wellington. LabRat and Stingray were in town, and it was a lovely occasion.

I'm working on getting employment lined up for when school gets out. It will be nice not to have homework for a while. This semester has been pretty disorganized for me at home. I tend to think that if you're only in school full time and not at a job, it would be easy to keep all your ducks in a row, but I manage to barely hold it together a lot of the time. Right now, for example, I've just composed a blog post to take a break from writing a literary review for a research project.

Oh well. Break's over. Back on my head.
I'll try to post again soon. :)

Like waving a red flag at a bull.

Some days I have an early class and I'm usually rushing out of the house. In recent times, I've made a practice of making up my bed, but this is unlikely to occur on early class days. Today I got back from my morning class and the pups had been out, and I was doing small chores around the place. A load of towels is washing, and the day is sunny and bright-- I should be able to line-dry at least two or three loads of laundry. On one errand into the bedroom, I stopped to make the bed.

I peeled back the covers, and took the still-crisp flat sheet at the foot of the bed, and snapped it into the air, making its little cotton-lightning sound as it flapped about 5' in the air. Before the sheet could gently settle onto the bed, in came a little ginger FurTube™ to muss the proceedings. Indeed, Mochi finds the sound of bed-making nigh irresistible. She flounced under the sheet, making a messy little lump, quickly followed by a tentative rodeo bronc buck or two. As she expected and hoped, I snapped the sheet up again, and she commenced the awfulest bunch of flouncing you ever saw, all floppy ears and tail in a circle, awaiting the inevitable descent of the sheet. At these moments, she is all puppy, all exuberance. For this, and so many other reasons, my dogs remind me there is joy to be found in every day.

Bonus Monday pups

My sweet doggies make every day better. They're hinting heavily that it's bed time. :)

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: bedtime, already!

Sorry to be so inactive here of late. Super busy with school and life in general. Here's what you could call a heavy hint that the pups are ready for bed. Given their druthers, they'd hit the rack as soon as th sun touched the horizon. Sweet dears. I'll try to post again sooner!