Wow, it was a landslide....

The voters have spoken and the clear winner is....Golden Retriever! LOL....I somehow knew that was going to be the outcome....so now, the search is on to find the perfect brother or sister for London. There are two younger dogs on the rescue site at the moment. One is a girl who is 90% Golden, the other 10% is most likely yellow lab. She was poisioned and after a few weeks with medical attention, she is doing well. The other is an 18 month old boy, who's owner had to give him up due to a "life change". It says that he is on the "docile side", which sounds good to me! LOL....I'm not sure about such a big age difference though. Any advice would be helpful and appreciated....

Right now I'm in the middle of cleaning. I changed some things around on my desk and I have to say, I like it. I haven't moved things around for a while....it always relaxes me when I re-organize....

Betsy is walking with a bit of a limp lately....I tell ya, she never ceases to make me laugh. She is 100% teenager....moody, emotional, sure she knows more than her parents....that is, until she is knocked down, literally, back to reality. I was sitting at my desk, surfing the web and trying to relax when I heard her in the kitchen. She was getting ready for bed, filling her glass with ice water. I have two baby gates up in the kitchen, to block London's access to the dining room and living room at night. Now, these gates have been here since we got London, and we have all be stepping over them for 3 months. I don't know what happened....but all of a sudden I hear a crash, then a second crash,  a splash of spilling water and then a string of obscenities. Apparently she had stepped over the gate, only to catch her foot on a wire basket I have next to it and from there it was all a blur. I shot out of my seat to find her sprawled out on the floor, clutching her foot, the gate on the floor, her glass and it's contents laying in front of her. Did I ask her if she was okay? Sure I did....after I stopped laughing. I couldn't help it! I was laughing so hard I was crying....now, before you condem me for being a horrible mother, she was laughing as well. She ended up with a numb toe for a day and a bit of a limp....but other than that she is okay.

Today is another early release day for the kids, which means I will have them home an hour earlier than usual. It's probably a good thing since wee one has a huge amount of math homework to get through. She is struggling a bit with it, and our one on one time really helps. Of course, they are pushing the FCAT again, so there is some more added stress to the pile. Oh joy. I had better get her nerve medication refilled, not to mention her zantac....when she looks back on her school years, I highly doubt she will consider them "the best years of your life". It's a shame how kids can't even be kids anymore....but that is a rant for another entry.

This morning I felt so good....getting an early start, getting my cleaning done quicker than usual. Of course, sitting here I have written this entry, answered phone calls, walked the dog twice....I have used up all of my early start and am now behind. Figures. Okay, I'm outta here....have a good one!