long time...

Yeah, it's been a while. Anytime that I could log in to blog, the damn thing was down. I really have to find some kind of solution for that. I'm not at all thrilled that my hosting company doesn't think it's important enough to figure out the cause. Bastards.

Anyway, a lot has happened in the past couple of weeks. So much that I wasn't looking forward to blogging because I knew I'd be typing for a year. So I'm just going to summarize.

• My Dad had a heart attack at the beginning of the month. It was scary, but he's fine now. Modern medicine is amazing.
• I took allllll the kids with me up to the flyball tourney in Maine - 6 dogs is too much.
• I have two rescues in foster (hence the 6 dog reference). I put them up on Petfinder yesterday so hopefully they'll have homes soon.
• 2 classes at the same time was absolutely ridiculous and impossible. I had to drop one of them. I'll figure out how to make it up
• My friends brought me back a couple of T-shirts from the flyball Nationals - one of them was the team shirt - pretty freakin' cool
• My mother is coming to visit for the holidays and for the first time she's staying with me.
• My boss is leaving our department at the end of the year to become an analyst in another department. I have mixed feelings.
• Jay and I went to see Jonathan Davis last night. He did an acoustic set, which was incredible. We had the most amazing seats - 2 away from the stage, about 10 feet from him. It was freakin' amazing.

It's 37 degrees today and I am not happy about that. I've been thinking about what it is I want out of life. Right now, buying a 300 acre fairly working farm in the southern (read warmer) part of the country sounds very appealing. I could just move to Australia and manage Mag and Geo's farm. They'd probably let me. I wonder if Australian flyball is the same as regular flyball. Since it's a 4 hour plane ride from Perth to Sydney, I think an RV would absolutely be needed.

Or maybe I'll just be a snow bird and find a nice little place in the south to spend the winter in. That sounds good too. Oh, and a place on the beach for the summer.

I think I have to win the lottery. Maybe I should play once or twice.

The kids are all doing well. Tweak and Freddie still like to have their little spats every now and again. Ok, every day. He'll get all uppity when she walks by him, for no reason. So she goes into Border Collie mode and starts following him (herding him) in that low to the ground stance with that specific stare. He just loves that. They eventually go for the same thing at the same time and then it's fight time. He's going to be a polka dotted Min Pin with all the little scars he's accumulating. Millie just looks at them with disdain and Pacie stays under the covers, lying right next to me, ignoring them all. Until the cat steps on his head, then he fidgets.

Next week is Thanksgiving. We're again having it at Carolyn's house. Dad & I will cook, Iyman will fry the turkey. I'm soaking it in a brine the day before. I did it last year and it was dee-licious. I'm heading down to New Jersey that night to stay with Susan and pick up a few cases of dog treats.

Now, I'm off to do some more work. Then I have shopping to do. Then I have to get my ass in gear and get my Xmas list going so I have an idea on what I'm going to get people. Usually I'm done by now. I'm so behind the ball it's not even funny. Sigh.

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