My monthly funtime is due at the end of the week, assuming I'm not pregnant. I started feeling what might be the beginning of cramps this morning. Eh. I'm not feeling as hopeful these days as I used to.
My weekend was NUTS. Saturday, we took the dogs to the dog park and they ran around and had a GREAT time, but as we were getting ready to leave, I was holding onto our larger dog, Lola, while D tried to corral our (slightly) smaller but more rambunctious dog, Apollo. Once he got a hold of Apollo, Lola decided to try to take off , and as I held onto her leash, I stumbled and landed on big pointy root that was sticking out of the ground, bruising the bottom of my foot and twisting my ankle. Luckily, it wasn't that bad, but wearing normal shoes still hurts a bit. I've been wearing sandals and flats for the most part, but it's so cold in the mornings!
Gratuitous picture of our puppies (sorry it's blurry, my phone sucks):
Apollo is the tan one lying on his side, and Lola is using his butt as a pillow, which is a rather dangerous place to be considering how gassy he gets.
We spent Sunday prepping to build a dog run on the side of our yard. We bought all of the materials then D started digging the post holes while I cleaned up the area where the dog run would be and started working on the fall garden beds. The previous owners of our house sure buried some WEIRD things in the yard. Luckily we had arranged for a bulky waste pickup this morning, so we managed to throw out all of that junk.
By Sunday night, we had only gotten the posts in and constructed the gate - the fence was still in pieces though. I dragged the saw out to the backyard and starting cutting the boards while D screwed them into place. A friend of mine who moved to the City over the summer stopped by to visit and somehow the topic of D's last name came up. He has a hyphenated last name, and the DMV in our state doesn't allow hyphens, which for some reason makes him REALLY angry. Somehow we got on that topic and he got irate and started yelling, and I could tell my friend was worried. I need to talk to him a bit about his anger issues. Generally, he's very easy-going and doesn't get mad easily, but having issues with his name can cause him to lose it. I'm tired of explaining to people that he's not really a jerk, he's just sensitive about his name. Sheesh. And we only got 3 out of the 10 cross-pieces up before the battery in the drill started dying and we had to turn in for the night.
So I had yesterday off from work, which was sooo nice. I went to the mall with my sister, which I almost never do on a weekday. It was so empty! I can get kind of panicky when there are a lot of people in an enclosed space, so it was heavenly. And I was returning some wedding gifts, so I had money to shop with too. The only downside to going on a weekday was how many pregnant women there were :( But a significant portion of the kids were there with their fathers and not their mothers, which made me smile. We also went to Home Depot to buy more soil for my garden, which I was hoping to get finished yesterday. Hahahahaha. But we did get the fence finished! The dogs are locked up in their very own dog run today! Don't worry, they have PLENTY of room. We have what is basically a double lot, and since we're at the back corner of a cul-de-sac our front yard is tiny and our backyard is HUGE. The area that we've sectioned off for the dogs is almost as big as most of my neighbors' entire yard, and we'll barely even miss it. But let me tell you, my back and legs are killing me. It was all I could do to bike to work this morning, I'm not sure how I'm going to get home.
Anyway, taking a few days off from writing really seems to get me writing a lot! In other, more baby-related news (since dogs are not babies, after all), my best friend started trying to get pregnant a few months before we did. She's a year older than me, and her husband is 46, and they now have a 3-and-a-half month old. My sister told me yesterday that she has been wanting to offer some of their extra stuff to me, but she's worried about upsetting me since I don't have a baby. I'm not sure what to say. On the one hand, I'm not really that upset and I appreciate the gesture a lot. On the other hand, we don't have a baby, there's no baby in sight, and we don't have a huge house, so I hate storing stuff for the merest possibility.
OK, I think this is long enough, time to wrap up...

Love the picture of your dogs!
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