Oh my I hate this holiday. Call me a spoil sport but I do NOT like pranks. I don't even really like surprises.
My cat is still acting like he doesn't feel well. We finish the antibiotics tonight. But I don't see him immediately making a recovery. No idea why he is still acting lethargic.
Cute guy I bought my house from sent me a text Saturday of a picture of himself. I didn't immediately respond because I was doing a training for work. Then I took the girls to watch a ballet. I still haven't responded and now I'm at the point I don't know how. Do I reply with a pic of myself or do I say something. Why must this be so difficult?
I think the new dog I adopted from the animal shelter isn't really 6 years old like they said. I would be surprised if he is even 2. He just has a lot of puppy tendencies. Of course maybe that's because he has never had the freedom to be a puppy instead of focusing all of his attention on survival.
Tomorrow is the last volleyball games and I am so happy. I like coming home from work and not having to get back out. Although I am glad Emmy loves the game and I did buy her a net for her birthday. She can open it at her party on Friday.
Which reminds me I have 9 girls coming to my house Friday for Emmy's party. Please be thinking about me :) I think he will be fine. I've planned out a ton of activities to keep them busy.
I watched all of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt in one day....then I watched it again (over two days) while Emmy marathon watched it. Good parenting right there people. :)