It has been a week and a half... (insert heartfelt sigh here) I would tell you all about it, but honestly I'm pretty worn out and really do not have the energy, physical or emotional, to go into all of it.
Let's just assume my week is like my (sorta) brand new mailbox which met with who knows what last night and now looks like this.... Just a little broken, not quite as lovely as it had been, but still useable. :) (Although if someone was playing baseball with my mailbox, they are probably in the hospital now cause that is set in concrete not just dirt, jerks!!)
But the week had it's high points. I would get all instagrammy, photogrid on it, but I'm gonna use the same excuse in my first paragraph... I'm exhausted.
Yup, they were awfully cute, always ready for a snuggle and even appreciative of the absent-minded belly rub instead of the full monty, scritchy-scratchy puppy massage they usually get when we arrive home from any excursion which doesn't include them. (They haven't even made me feel (too) guilty they didn't get to go on their weekend ride. I'm thinking this weekend they should have two to make up for last weekend, but with temperatures expected in the 100's here in Kentucky, I'm thinking they might appreciate some extra belly rubs in the a/c) As always, my pups are definitely the highlight of every. single. week. :)
Them and J.R. Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood books... Seriously, when you are sitting with nothing to do and need some fluff to keep you from pulling all the threads out of the poorly constructed hospital waiting room chairs, these books ROCK. Pure fluffy, paranormal romance books with (extra) lovely alpha males. ;) Can't beat that combination!