Monday, Monday...

Oh it's Monday all over. Lately I've been having such a great time over the weekends that I can barely talk myself into going to work on Monday. Of course I know during these economically trying times it's a sin to think that way, but I blame the boys of my house. We're all just having such good times! Last night, as we all got together in bed to watch a little tv, Chief took his usual spot laying up close to me with his head resting over my arm where he fell asleep quite fast. He was one tired puppy. I told J he lays that way between the two of us so that he can keep a sleepy eye on J (whom he worships) while getting scratches and pets from me - best of both worlds I guess. At that very moment, I had an overwhelming sense of pure happiness. I quietly realized it while my dog breathed evenly and my hubby tried to watch something on tv without dozing off. When I have those moments I try so hard to memorize exactly how I feel at that very instant. I close my eyes and breathe in, almost trying to soak it all up through my skin or nose. I want to remember it all. I hope my mind never fails or that I lose any of these precious times with age.

Mmmmmm, coffee! But do you need that caffeine?

Hubby and I are considering some improvements on our house which can be stressful under even the most pleasant situations. And my poor J doesn't need any more stress in his already tightly-wound life. On top of having high blood pressure, the stress of work and finances just add more worries to his mind. I'd like to think that puppy and I balance out that part of J's life, but I realize we can also add to it. I think I did so when I tried to organize and clean up some of the clutter and chaos we have right now. I can smile about it now, but this morning J was convinced I had done something with his shoes, he just couldn't find them. He was sure I had moved them somewhere when he couldn't find them, and of course he was already a little late for work. Which led him to get a little snappy with me. He finally found the shoes - where he put them Friday after work - but not before he told me I couldn't go to work with a safety pin sticking out of the back of my pants - well, in my head it sounded like: "You can't wear those awful pants to work looking like that!" I can tell ya'll, tone of voice is everything... It's a good thing God matched us up. In His infinite wisdom, and raging sense of humor, He knew I could take it when J gets irritable, and that J can take it when I fire right back. The two of us are a pair. I'm almost too laid back for my tight-as-a-bedspring husband. We are opposites at the extreme end of the spectrum. But I do so love him, tone of voice and all.

I understand we may be getting some more snow here. I'd love to get a hint of spring sometime soon. Anything. I'd take a bird's song or a breeze with a touch of warmth in it. I guess I won't be getting that in this 18 degree weather. Despite this cold, we braved the snow yesterday for some bowling with friends. I hadn't been bowling in years and it was so much fun. I bombed since I'm not that much of a competitor, but J was a winner. And our friends, F and M, they were a hoot - so competitive! The bowling joint was nice, having been remodeled recently. It had couches for waiting on your lanes to open, and couches for the bowlers to sit when waiting to bowl. There were tables where you could eat junk food until you popped, and we were allowed to take drinks into the bowling area which was new. I drank regular Coke and had fries with cheese and bacon, mmmmmm. We played skeeball afterwards, won some candy, and left feeling fat and happy. Well, happy anyway, not really fat, just bloated a bit. Hubby and I didn't have to worry about fixing dinner at all when it was said and done. We just went home and snoodled with puppy and watched the tube. Now that's entertainment!