I’m sitting here in my living room this morning, trying to blog, but nothing is coming to mind. What to talk about? Those of you who blog, how do you decide your subject matter? I’ve just been staring out the window, watching big fat flakes of snow falling out of a grey sky… and that’s all that I can think about.
It’s been a good morning so far. The dogs and I went to the open space park on the other side of the river, and they got to chase the ball until they were exhausted. We have a Chuckit! Ball Launcher (shameless plug, this is the best $15 I ever spent on a dog toy), and I can throw the ball 50 yards without hurting myself, so they get a real workout. I couldn’t keep up with them otherwise. After they were exhausted, I went to the grocery store and bought a few things. Is it just me, or is toilet paper getting really freaking expensive? Probably because I don’t buy the cheap stuff. I’m spoiled. Then we came home. This is my life. Boring, slow, and we don’t get much done, but it is what it is.
The dogs have collapsed on the floor since we’ve been home; Ares is back in the bedroom in his “spot”, and Apollo is laying right next to my computer chair having happy doggy dreams.
Some days I really envy the animals in this house.










