Thyrra

:Unload, unload, unload::Unload, unload, unload::Unload, unload, unload::Unload, unload, unload:Spencer: "The car is empty now. Well, except for a crap ton of dog hair."

To quote my friend Jennifer - Keep right except to pass. KEEP RIGHT EXCEPT TO PASS!! Damnit.

People of Idaho - stop buying white autos! You've bored me to tears.

Oh, Oregon - how I've missed you!

Three states down, two to go. W00t, Idaho?

An hour and a half on the road so far, and we've already been stuck behind a cement truck and gotten a window chip from flying rocks. I assume this represents all our bad luck for this trip, and we're in for smooth sailing from now on.

Dear neighbor of my in-laws who is growing tomatoes on the other side of a chain link fence right at Schipperke nose height: you are breaking my dog's heart.

Movie with the in-laws. Note - I do not want Jason Behnke to see the Percy Jackson movie, because I don't want to wind up fighting that _thing_.

Immediately after crossing the border from Utah to Wyoming: ads for porn, booze, and fireworks.

It's 9:00, I'm just finishing conferencing for the day, and I have a half hour ride in a school bus back to my hotel. I am SO TIRED!

You know it's going to be a superlative day when you start out at 6:30 a.m. collecting urine from your dog.

Red meat, seared to perfection on a Blue-enameled Weber grill, served with White corn on the cob. It's an Independence Day feast!

Happy Independence Day! Or, as it's known in my house, Intensive Schipperke Anxiety Treatment Day!

Bye-bye, DOMA! We won't miss you.

Today is Friday, Litha, the Summer Solstice, AND Take Your Dog to Work Day! How can this not be a great day?

Happy Father's Day! I'm so lucky to have such a smart, funny, loving, caring, somewhat crazy Dad.

Forgot to close the bedroom door last night. Whole lotta cat on my head this morning.

Beach weekend with the family! Drew Corbin, Carmen Hughes Corbin, Craig Corbin, Troy D. Corbin and non-Facebookers.

Wishing a happy and joyous Easter to all my Christian friends! And for the rest of us heathens - chocolate will be half price tomorrow!

Spending my Sunday afternoon in a laundromat. Too many major appliances at the Cube are giving up the ghost. :-(

Hypothetical situation: Suppose you are just beginning to feel like a human, after a miserable stomach virus. (Or food poisoning. Also suppose that you have been listening to your microbiologist husband ponder which organism laid you low for the past 3 days.) If you decide to do some self-care in the form of a soothing bath, do not, repeat, DO NOT let the dogs in the bathroom with you. Do not let them convince you that they will just lay on the rug and doze as they have been doing content...

After 26 hours of the most abject misery I can remember, I kept down a piece of toast. There was much rejoicing.

There was a whole lot more cat in my shower than I feel was technically necessary this morning.

Sunny and beautiful! A blessed Imbolc to all.

Learning to run (or stroll) the tunnel