Sunday, August 31, 2014
Day 707
We need to invite people over more often so we can have a clean house all the time. Also: dinner party!
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Day 706
Having no energy because you're pregnant is a lot more fun when the puppy is sleepy with you.
Friday, August 29, 2014
Thursday, August 28, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Monday, August 25, 2014
Day 701
The dog has been working on making his whines extra piteous. Husband has been working on being even more delightful.
Day 700 (belated)
Sometimes when your dogs asks to go out, it's just because he wants to feel the wind on his face.
He will do this in the middle of a three hour drive, and whine so piteously that you think he must be on the verge of exploding.
He will do this because he is an asshole.
Saturday, August 23, 2014
Day 698
And when Friday actually comes, the people are too tired to rejoice; they nap on the couch, then eat dinner and watch Dr Who.
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Day 697
Took the puppy to a friend's house. He was very good, aside from the part where he peed on our host.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Day 696
My slug trap has failed. I'm having to assist with their drowning rather more than I wanted.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Day 695
The puppy finds it alarming when his people don't go to bed at bedtime. If one of them is missing, his job is to dash madly around the house until he finds them.
Monday, August 18, 2014
Day 694
Husband and I are pretty good at cooking, but the oven tends to attack us when we make frozen pizza for dinner.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Day 693
The baby has now had the opportunity to jazzercise Husband in the ear. It took full advantage of the opportunity.
Day 692 (belated)
Husband saw wriggling on the ultrasound, and can feel it when he puts his hand on my belly.
In utero jazzercise lessons have officially begun.
Friday, August 15, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Monday, August 11, 2014
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Day 686
It is our last night without Husband. I tuckered the dog out so much he didn't have the energy to cry forlornly into the shower tonight. Success!
Day 685
The puppy is much better at making friends than I am.
To be fair, it's a little easier for puppies. All you have to do is make this face:
Friday, August 8, 2014
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Day 683
I'm hoping when I have the dog a bath I managed to wash some of the evil out.
If not, at least he smells better.
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Day 682
While the dog might be good for my blood pressure, he is bad for mood stabilization.
Seriously, he should not be allowed to be so fucking terrible when he is going to be so sweet and adorable the next minute.
Day 681 (belated)
The dog is trying to distract me from missing Husband by peeing all of the time, attacking the dog in the mirror, and finding every feather in the house to chew on.
Monday, August 4, 2014
Day 680
Bertie had his first day without Husband. For some reason the dog is convinced he must be hiding in the shower.