Twin Sisters

This afternoon we took Hazel, our big dog, to meet her sister.  They hadn't seen each other since they were about two months old.  And there's a pretty darn cool, small world story behind all of this.

Dave, as is his style with new family dogs, showed up one evening with the cutest ball of black fur ever (and to be totally honest here, we had talked about getting another dog at some point, just not when).  I was instantly in love, of course, and proceeded to take tons of photos of this sweet little one and put them on facebook.  Not long after that, a friend from high school was posting very similar photos of her new puppy, and she sent me a message wondering where we had gotten ours.

And sure 'nuf, her mother-in-law and my husband had gotten puppies from the exact same litter and those dogs ended up in our homes.

So today my little guy and I drove out to her place to get the girls together.  And they were instant best friends.  Who knows if they remembered each other or not, but they were gleeful to be in each other's presence.

LOVE this small world!!

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Dizzy and Quiet...Ditsy and Loud

I spent most of the day in bed yesterday.  Woke up at 4:00 AM...and the world spun like crazy.  6:00 AM...still spinning.  9:00 AM...yup, still going.  10:00 AM...it came to a screeching halt.  Thankfully!  I was a little sniffly, sure.  I was nauseous, to be expected after that ride I'd been on.  I was exhausted, without a doubt.  And I was quiet, which was highly unusual.  You see, it took all my concentration just to move from place to place.  I was all scared and stuff that one false move, one twitch of my head, and it would start all over again.

And then I woke up today and I was just fine.  And I was not quiet.  I was my usual self.  Yes, speaking without thinking.  Well, not so much that, just speaking and thinking on the fly, my usual style.  I used to go to bed every night plagued with thoughts of what I'd said that day.  Mind you, never mean or ugly things, just perhaps more than I should've said.  But now that I'm officially middle aged, assuming that I live to be ninety.  I've moved to having bedtime thoughts of, "wow, best just go on ahead and get used to the way I am."  Hopefully other folks will get on board my ditsy train.

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