I think I’m just worn out with blogging. I’ve been around a long time and I think I have given all the advice that I know. You firs...
Countdown to Christmas.
I couldn't resist looking this morning to see how many days until the big guy comes to town.
I'd like to thank everyone for all the comments here and on facebook about the puppy and the emails. It's still a touchy subject here. He's still being DIFFICULT and I'm upset about the position I am in. I've never gone against something he has voiced his opinion about. But now I am really thinking about it.
That hurts me terribly.
We both live in this house and I respect his decisions. I just would like him to do the same for me. Let's be honest here. We all know who will be the dogs primary care giver. ME! I am home 24 hours of the day and everyone else isn't. Everyone else in this house has a life and such. My life is here at this house. I want a dog that is mobile. One I can pick up and let ride in the minivan while we get the kids from school. One that can sleep at the end of the bed. One that can enjoy my four kids. Even if Lil O dresses him up as a princess and pushes him around in her doll stroller. A small dog is needed in this house for many reasons.
I am tired of stating my case. I'm going to go drink coffee and clean the house. Typical Monday.