I Got Nothing

Aside from pictures, it appears that I've been M.I.A. these last few days. I'm going to blame it on writer's block and not having much of significance to write about. Who needs to hear about more baby snot, poop, and cutting my fingernails, anyway? :)

So far it's been a pretty productive day. I like it when those happen. I got grocery shopping done for the week (AND came in cheaper than usual, even though I bought diapers). I went to the bank, the post office, spent eight dollars washing my comforter for the first time since December (the dog smell finally got to me), and met the only other people in my state with my last name. I think I'm even going to start working on an impromptu garage sale for Saturday. Yes, I'm a masochist like that, but the neighbors sent out an email asking if anyone else would like to join theirs to make it a neighborhood one, and it would be nice to make money while getting rid of some of the junk around this house. I'm going to try to be as casual about it as possible, because who needs that kind of stress?

Last night was one of the worst nights of sleep ever. I had to use the bathroom every 45 minutes, which doesn't make for a good night's sleep. I was cold, and I never can sleep when I am. I have to be super warm and covered with lots of heavy blankets. Even in the summer. I'm weird like that. I also had sad dreams about my dogs being abused and needing to be taken away to some sort of rehabilitation camp without my permission. I had to get up this morning to make sure they were breathing, because it was so vivid and it scared me.

That's about all I got, so I'm going to head out. I hope everyone had wonderful Father's Days and let all of them fathers in their lives know just how special they are!