You stinker!

This dog is driving me to distraction (I was going to write nuts, but I don’t need the dog for that) though in a lot of ways he has gotten better over the past couple of weeks, no, I have just two major problems left, and though I’m almost embarrassed to mention them here, I’m going to, as I’ll take any advice I can!

The first is: his willy (I wonder how many google hits that will earn me ;o)) This dog won’t put it away. Whenever he sits down, out it pops, which of course amuses the children no end, but doesn’t tickle me so much.

The other is: He’s greedy. And I mean beyond reason. Bad enough he’ll jump to take food off the table or out of the children’s hands, but that isn’t what bothers me most. The most bothersome habit is (actually I’ve discovered I AM embarrassed to write this), checking his poop to see if there’s anything worth eating over again.

There, I said it. Even thinking about it makes me feel ill, and I’ll bet you’re sitting there thinking ‘Gee, thanks Jona, now I feel ill too!’ Sorry, but I need help, or rather, my dog does.

And with this information confided, you can guess his tummy still isn’t settled. Which in turn, leads to some very unhappy mornings (he had become clean overnight, until this latest habit). My kitchen now has just two smells, yuck and bleach, and neither is how I want my kitchen to smell!

Other news includes, more sports days. J enjoyed hers, though we all got wet due to a sudden cloud burst.

And R had his, but I didn’t realise I could have gone to watch R’s (there was no letter to say so!), not that I could have gone, as it was at the same time as J’s. And R came home disappointed as he came fourth in the 400m, which I know that doesn’t sound so bad, but there was only four runners.

I of course did the mom thing of explaining that we all have different gifts and strengths, his father on the other hand started laughing.

S also had her ballet recital yesterday, and that was another activity I couldn’t make, as I was busy on the school run. But the BH made her day by watching his littlest darling prance around in borrowed ballet shoes two sizes too big for her (but she didn’t fall over!)

My stress level went through the roof on Wednesday night, due to a dear friend being rushed into hospital with suspected meningitis. Thankfully it wasn’t, and she’s recovering quickly, but between that and my doctor’s appointment scheduled for Thursday morning, I didn’t sleep so well.

The doctor’s appointment went okay I suppose, and I was glad I didn’t end up a blubbering mess again. I’m now on double dose to see if that improves me.

Oh and I also had the courage to cancel my Friday friend. Well actually, I texted her, which doesn’t show much courage, but I’m a crap liar, so what’s a gal to do? She was fine about it (though I was kind of honest, and said I didn’t feel up to it), but mentioned her youngest finishes at 2:30 next Friday and she and her pain-in-the-arse-son could be here early. I'm really not sure I'll feel up to that either.