Girl's Best Friend

Um, I love dogs.  My adorable, wonderful Deedee got me through so stinkin' much before the cancer took her:

And after her came Sophie, the little puppy that I resented as a replacement of my fabulous three-legged shadow, but then made me laugh so much I can't imagine life without her:

 And now there is Walter.  Walter is my in-laws' Dalmatian, but I somehow merited an elevation to the position of "The Favorite."  Not quite "Mom" but "Favorite."  Probably because I didn't mind when he decided 80 lbs wasn't anywhere near the weight limit for Lap Dog.  But who could not love a needy, epileptic, neurotic face like this one?

 Yet yellow labs are still my favorite.  Why?  So many reasons.  Here's one:


I'm pretty sure Sophie could do that.

Indiana Jones en route to Egypt

My husband, aka Indiana Jones, left for Egypt this morning.  Therefore, I must make use of this blog.  We left the house at 4:30 a.m.  He's still flying.  He'll get there about 4:30 a.m. (my time) tomorrow.  Luckily, I get to make the same trip... but not for a few months.  And since pictures make blogs more exciting, here's how I feel about getting up at 4 a.m., dropping off Indy, feeling like crap, and spending the rest of the day cleaning out our apartment before our lease officially runs out:

I worked pretty dang hard on being able to make that face.  It was one of my finer accomplishments this year.