Finally, a new post

Man, this blog has been boring lately. And I guess I have been too, all I can seem to talk about or think about is our new dog, Rosie. A little update and I'll shush. She's quite a sweet dog and hardly gets into any trouble. Okay, so there was the dew claw that she ripped off in playing with a friend's dog, and now some other girl infection that's got her living on Clavamox antibiotics. And then she recently stole my bamboo knitting needles and was thinking of chewing them when I heard them click on the floor. And a CAT 5 cable got chewed when she was at work with Jim at Baga. But other than that, dude, she's so not a lot of trouble overall. I suppose that will change. Took her to the Terrace last night for beers and socialization with WeatherGirl, and Rose was overstimulated but just fine. She loves to snuggle with us in bed in the mornings, what a little lover.

Okay, shutting up about dog. I start back to school tomorrow, which fills me with excitement and anxiety. I haven't shuffled through all the papers I want to keep or pitch from last year, and haven't figured out what I'm going to wear or what time I need to get up to be at class by 8. I'm both looking forward to and dreading the grind of four hours' practice each day, and the requisite nagging that a certain instructor feels compelled to supply. Meh. Let's kick some speeds' ass and get out of this school thing already, and get to work.

We went on a houseboat vacation with the LudoGausens and the kids, up at Rainy Lake, which was a blast and really deserves a post of its own. We didn't want to kill each other after four days in close quarters, which is just so great.

Looking forward to Taste of Madison and the Walworth County Fair, and in early September we'll shoot our only wedding this summer. Other senior portraits will happen, which is good, nice to have some more business for the hubby.

Hmm, I thought I had more to say, and I probably will. But Jim's just made breakfast and it smells fabulous. I'm so there.

Oh, duh, speaking of which, our 13th anniversary is the 26th. (I keep trying to make it the 25th in my brain, but fortunately, I engraved our wedding date into Jim's wedding band so HE wouldn't forget. Now that's irony.) I think lunch at an Indian restaurant today (Swagat was fantastic) will be our celebration, since school chaos will ensue tomorrow. However, my dad remembered the event and sent us a little gift for the event, how sweet!

Hokay, dats it.