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Monday, March 28, 2011

I have nothing to write about...

One of the annoying things about blogging is that when I don't blog I feel a little bit guilty. It's the same way I feel when I haven't seen my grandmother in a few too many weeks. Yesterday, I found myself in Poteau listening to Norma Jean talk about rain, gas prices, and the danger in getting mugged when I go to Europe this summer. Since I visited Mamaw, I feel that I need to visit my blog too.

I have not a lot to share. I have not been in the mood to write recently. I have decided to stray away from my normal "don't write about random happenings in your life as if anyone cares" attitude and bore you with my life the past two weeks.

1. My dogs have Ehrlichiosis. Yah, I know. It's a disease transmitted by a tick. Both of my dogs randomly started to experience partial paralysis of their hind legs. Cody and I found ourselves in an Emergency Vet Clinic with a vet that didn't know what she was doing and the terrible realization that if I ever have a human child and something happens to them, I may have a heart attack. Both of my boys are better. They are recovering with some antibiotics. And no, I'm not bitter that the whole thing cost us around $700. It's not a big deal. Who's even keeping count?

2. For a few days this past week, I thought I may be pregnant. I'm not, but I had one of those "Friends" moments where I was a little bit disappointed that I am not carrying a child. I assume eventually I will have enough of these "Do I want a baby?" moments to equal enough motivation to try to have one.

3. Cody and I think we want a bigger house. I also want a bigger laundry room that doesn't attach to my garage, a kitchen island, at least 2300 square feet, a fenced yard, hardwood floors, newer construction, and location on the east side of Fort Smith. Right...

4. Spring Break was uneventful. As I caught up on sleep and read books, I thought back fondly on a time when my Spring Break was spent piercing my belly button on the beach and dancing in questionable venues. Oh college, where did you go?

That is all.

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