Saturday, March 19, 2011

"Beans wants to show you something"

march 16: It is never a good thing when you walk in the house to your husband saying, "hi hunnies, Beans has something to show you." You see, we had been leaving Beans out in the kitchen for the whole week while we were at work. We figured he'd been such a good pup with his short stints in the kitchen that he deserved whole days. I guess too much freedom is never a good thing for a ten month old puppy, which we often forget as our 52 pound monster looks nothing like a puppy anymore. Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, rounding the corner into the kitchen to see the kitchen rug TORN apart. Bummer. As I stood there in disbelief, ry also said, "a lot of it is missing," meaning it was digested by our cute little pup. And by digested, I mean partially digested and puked up at 3:45 the next morning. Poor little guy. Perhaps he learned his lesson:

march 17: so this is what tax season looks like: Monday morning - 6 am alarm clock. work all day. gym. come home. eat dinner. relax for a couple hours. sleep. This schedule remains the same through Thursday and by Thursday we are both exhausted from long weeks (Ry more so than mine) and cannot wait for Sunday. Needless to say, dinner usually consists of scraping something together at the last second and trying to keep our eyes open to make it through Grey's (luckily they've been all repeats, so it's to bed by 9 the past couple of weeks...except when I have soccer games that start at ELEVEN!)'s a typical Thursday night meal... I'm not sure if this constitues winning or failing because the pizza bagels might be one of the world's greatest inventions, but should hardly constitute a decent meal:

march 18: Let me just say that I work with some pretty fantastic people. It's true. They're all really great. What a blessing to work with such amazing people and on Friday afternoon we all got to spend some quality time together pitching in to help with Tuition Freedom Day. We all sat around a table making little packets for student mailboxes. It was such a relaxing way to spend a Friday afternoon after a crazy week. We all just sat, laughed and enjoyed each others company:

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