I have been drinking some beers, so forgive me if I ramble. My mind is a jumble of thoughts.

Yesterday, I went to visit my friend in the hospital. You may remember, I mentioned my aerobics teacher/friend has lymphoma. They diagnosed her with Non-hodgkins lymphoma, stage 3. I think it's amazing that she was going around with stage 3 cancer and feeling perfectly normal. Geez. She's taking her first round of chemo in the hospital, so they can monitor how she reacts to it. It was so good to see her. She was in good spirits, and feeling well. It makes me feel so sad and almost helpless that something like this can happen to such a wonderful person.

Today is Thursday... which is only like my Wednesday, because I have to work on Saturday. I hate working Saturdays so much. It is only 8-12, but we have to do it once a month. To top it all off, this particular Saturday will be me working with not one, but TWO temps! Arghhh! Temps in my field tend to be SO strange. They always fall behind, and ask the stupidest questions. Dang you, Coworker, for going on maternity leave! Just kidding, I love ya! Not like you are reading this, anyways. Who DOES read this? Probably nobody. Hello!? Anybody there?! Wanna come have a beer with me; this Bud Light is tasting mighty fine :) Back to the work thang - at least I will be getting some overtime hours - which is a mighty fine thing.

Welllllll ok. My doggie is going nuts right now. The neighbors' dogs are outside playing. They make so much damn noise. Especially the basset hound. Now my dog is screaming her head off. No, Ecco, you cannot go out and play. I am such a mean dog-mom. OH! Now she just came onto the ottoman and she's laying on my legs as if she were a blanket. Sweet pup.

Until next time...