I don't know what's gotten into my dogs today, but Lord love a duck, they've been driving me insane! Toby rules the house with an iron larynx, I swear, and he loves to herd the other dogs around, literally. Sometimes the others don't want to be herded, which leads to a barking frenzy, the likes of which you've never heard. This has been going on all day for some reason. Bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, bark, incessantly. I'm going mad, I tell you, MAD! I love my dogs to pieces, but today I'm wishing they were all cats!
I worked last weekend, we only have to work every 6th weekend, so that's not too bad, but when you work the weekend you have to work until the following Thursday - that's 7 days straight. I usually take a PTO day sometime during the week, but since I had the surgery I'm saving up my PTO again and that wasn't an option. I was so looking forward to being off tomorrow. You know how you get on Friday and you're just kind of anxious for the weekend to start? I've been like that all day. Until a coworker reminded me it was only Wednesday. Ugh! I'm so ready for the day off, you wouldn't believe it!
Steve and I are planning on going down to Harvard on Friday. I wanted to get started pretty early, but I have to go to the doctor at 9:30, so we won't be leaving until after that. I'm trying to figure out who's going to take care of the puppers. We didn't have a problem with mom and Bob coming over and letting them in and out, but since we got Toby, they're worried they can't express his bladder and he tends to growl and show off a lot more for others (mainly his teeth). He hasn't bitten anyone, although he's taken a couple swipes at me. He just has a nasty disposition - at least we have that in common! (That was a joke, family!) Anyway, I'm thinking he may be going with us. He can roam through the cemetery in his cart and we can find someplace in Hastings to eat where we don't have to get out of the car, so we won't have to leave him in a hot car. I think he might like it. I know he can make the trip, we got him in Des Moines and he traveled to Omaha just fine. I'm kind of anxious to look around and see what family I might have missed the last couple of times we were down there.
Steve caught my cold. Nasty thing. I hate summer colds and I'm glad I'm almost over it. Yuck.
It's only like 81 degrees today, beautiful! Not much humidity either, which makes the cooler temperatures all the better. I hear is sweltering in New York, I feel for ya, Melissa! You and Lucy stay cool!