What have we been up to? Oh that's right, standing outside with a very sick dog. Every hour for the last 48 hours straight. With a two year old, saying over and over the above (translation: Oh no! What are you doing? Doing! to the poor dog who has neither privacy or dignity at this point.) I can't imagine who he heard that phrase from. :)
And as I opened the newspaper (a national paper) this morning in an attempt to distract myself from said infirmed dog and chatty cathy across from me I almost choked on my special K. My two counties were specifically named as being the only two in the country where the real estate market has stabilized and is in fact increasing! As someone trying to buy a house I'm feeling ill. What a bunch of crap! And after the last 48 hours, let's just say I know a little something about crap. (So sorry if you are checking this on your lunch break, truly I am.)
So when the going gets tough, the tough fall off the wagon. At least if you are me you do. At 10:42am today I went down in flames. I don't think it's fair to say that I fell anywhere. That implies I was somewhat innocent, when in fact it was all very methodical. I dove face first into a chocolate coke (made with smuckers chocolate and regular coke--you could do diet coke, but really, what's the point?). And I don't even feel guilty yet, even with my lil audience patronizing me with "Ohm no! Doing? Doing!"
Let's hope Cosmo's new lines can cheer me up. I hear a Boyfriend is good for that sort of thing. Thank you Cosmo for all the new stuff, it's all amazing.
Happy Thursday! Until tomorrow.