Day 676

Please say hello to my magical hypertension cure: 

Day 675

I hope that I never again experience stairs booby-trapped with poop.

Day 674 (belated)

Stole the dog's affections from Husband for the evening by giving him and emergency bath, blow drying him, cutting the hair around his eyes and butt, and brushing his teeth.

Dogs are weird.

Day 673

Tied our tomato plants to the fence and took advantage of a friend's kindness to move a bunch of heavy things and disassemble a flower bed. De-landscaped!

Day 672

Note to self: small children learn road rage, and will deploy it while playing in toy cars.

Day 671

That thing where you clean your carpets and discover that the previous owners of your house were even grosser than you thought.

Day 670

More giant garden zucchini and more urine-soaked stuff. 

Day 669

Impromptu meetings and melodrama.

Day 668

Surprise ice cream extravaganza! And showing off Bertram von Crazypants.

Day 667

Bertie is a day late revealing that he is possessed.

Day 666

The day of the damp puppy! We had to make many towel Bertittos today.

Day 665

Luckily the dog seems to hate the heat about as much as I do. Hibernation for everybody!

Day 664 (belated)

Couldn't post last night because I forgot to bring my phone home... And also apparently forgot that computers have internet too.

Day 663

So far having a puppy has meant doing more laundry and having lower blood pressure.

Day 662

Taking the dog for walks right before bed to tore him out is a very pleasant habit.

Day 661

Bertie decided to test how ready we are to be parents by not letting us sleep and then peeing on everything all day.

Nobody has died, but our washing machine may go on strike.

Day 660

Despite the broken sleep, having a puppy is pretty awesome. Especially when the puppy is Bertie.

Day 659 (belated)

Duck ragoût, parsnip purée, pregnancy pics and puppy adoration.

Day 658

Apparently our new dog is a morning person.

Day 657

Bertie!

Day 656

Trying to clean two feet above the ground all over the house.

Day 655

When a four year old gets out her beading box, it is serious business.

Day 654

Went home sick and was mostly fine for the afternoon until bedtime, and then... Surprise Puking!

Day 653

And then work exploded. 

On the plus side, I get to bring this home on Saturday:

Day 652

Naps should be mandatory on Mondays.

Day 651

It is that time of year where I suddenly start watching a lot of sports on tv. Huzzah for Wimbledon and the tour!

Day 650

Got stuck in a vlogbrothers hole and laughed so hard I cried watching hank play qwop.

Day 649 (belated)

Emergency lawn mowing and weeding. Mowed down one piece of metal and got approximately a thousand mosquito bites. Success!

Day 648

Success! I now have an ultrasound appointment that Husband can actually come to! And I only gibbered at the nurse in relief a little bit...

Day 647

Somehow spending eight hours sitting at work is less exhausting than eight hours sitting in the car.

Day 646

Vacation is nice and all, but holy shit am I ever glad to be home.

Day 645

If anyone was planning to drive across the prairies this week, just don't.