I can be such a baby at times. (As I typed that, I remembered how mad it makes me when someone calls me a baby.) I don’t like to stay by myself, and Ole Boy was gone last night. Normally, I have at least two lights on in the house at all times. When Ole Boy is gone, I will have 3 or 4 turned on. Last night, however, I begged my daughter to spend the night after her night out. She finally consented to do it, but she had to be seriously bribed with the promise of a Shoney’s breakfast buffet this morning.
When I woke up, my head was hurting so badly, I could have sworn I had a hangover, that’s how bad I felt. I mean…it hurt how bad I’ve HEARD a hangover feels. :::Ahem::: It took two sinus pills, two ibuprofen and two naps before it finally eased up. I fulfilled my promise to take her out to breakfast, however.
From the moment Ole Boy walked out of the house yesterday morning, Peppy knew something wasn’t right, and he started to whimper. He sat on the back of the couch for an hour whimpering like he was in pain (he wasn’t, he already had his pain meds) until he finally fell asleep. I put him in his kennel while I went to WalMart, and when I came back in he was doing a death howl. It really scared me, because I had a dog to do that and die several years ago. The silly hound was just fine, though. He wouldn’t even go to bed last night. He stayed on the recliner all night. This morning, he stuck his nose in every room and took a sniff looking for Ole Boy. Silly dog! I will post a video one day of how he acts when Ole Boy and I hug. It’s comical; he carries on like a baboon.
Ole Boy called me from Nashville and asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner when he gets home. In the words of Charlie Sheen: Winner! Duh! He’s only been gone for a little over 24 hours, but I’ve missed him. I don’t think I’d do very well for very long with my Ole Boy.
I sure He sure puts up with a lot. I can’t imagine life without him.
One more working week and then I’m off for a week! I am so incredibly blessed. If I ever dared to complain about my job, I give you permission to smack me. But only one of you! I don’t want folks lining up to take a turn!
I don’t know if anyone noticed (or cared) that I missed a day on my blogging with discipline endeavor. But I noticed, as I was looking back over the month (after a co-worker asked me about my “photo blog”) that I haven’t posted any photos all month! So…
Big Yellow Moon in a Southern Sky....
Ashton, Devon, Olivia
Ashton is showing us how many
of his teeth are missing.
Have a great week!