Current mood: 
exhausted
Obviously, I didn't get up early. Damn. Last night about 11 p.m., Marcus woke me up ranting about cleaning up Skippy puke. Had the poor dog scared to death. No wonder he was trying to hide it. So, here I was cleaning up puke and lecturing Marcus about making the dog feel bad for something beyond his control. Marcus doesn't get sick much and doesn't understand what it's like to throw up, etc. Seems like we had this same conversation when Ursa had diarrhea not too long ago.
So, here I am. I overslept and am now procrastinating about going to work. I also needed to go to WalMart and had planned on being there when they opened at 7:30. Oh, well.
exhaustedObviously, I didn't get up early. Damn. Last night about 11 p.m., Marcus woke me up ranting about cleaning up Skippy puke. Had the poor dog scared to death. No wonder he was trying to hide it. So, here I was cleaning up puke and lecturing Marcus about making the dog feel bad for something beyond his control. Marcus doesn't get sick much and doesn't understand what it's like to throw up, etc. Seems like we had this same conversation when Ursa had diarrhea not too long ago.
So, here I am. I overslept and am now procrastinating about going to work. I also needed to go to WalMart and had planned on being there when they opened at 7:30. Oh, well.
Name: LaDonna
