Three Weeks Left with Laura, But Who's Counting? ME!
I was checking out my Facebook and see that a whole lot of women I would really like to meet are all together at blogher 2009, in Chicago, I start thinking about how fun that conference could really be. Mary Anne from the best blog, called The Stiletto Mom, is there looking relaxed and having some interesting times. She would be fun to meet and party together for sure. It's just not my year for running around and developing my blog. It's "make money for the family" year, and I have to say that I am really enjoying all the assignments I am currently doing.
For one of the projects, I write a daily blog about all the things going on at the Citadelle Plaza. There are lots of cool pictures, too. Please come by and check it out and make a comment!! Go here: (Thanks, I needed that).
So, even thought it was already 95 degrees at 9:00 am, Bill and I took Wrigley to an outdoor breakfast place that loves dogs. We still have to pick up Wrigley to get into the back seat of a car, which I find hysterical. Until today....
A few tables over, there was a huge 145 pound dog. We were told that she is just a puppy but she was extremely well-behaved while the people were eating. As they got up to go to their car, the man opened his SUV back flap and proceeded to lift the little pup into the car, too. Glad he's strong! It made me feel a little better for some reason to see someone else deal with a dog who cannot get into a car.
Wrigley is behaving much better at this restaurant. He sits then drops and waits for small treats of left-over scrambled eggs from us. While he waits, he drools all over his thick coat of fur. By the time we leave, his whole mane is sopping wet! It's pretty gross. I try to wipe it up with the extra napkins, which is probably pretty darn appealing to the table next door! But he really loves to go and somehow, he knows when it's Saturday morning and starts whining around 7:30 am telling us, come on, let's get going!
I having begun the countdown for when Laura will be leaving for school. It's not that I want her to go, it's more how can I fit in all the things we could do...should do...need to do...before she goes back. It's sort of a mini-empty-nest-Mom-panic many of us do just before our children take off back to college. I do feel anxious and get depressed on occasions, but being so darn busy is helping. Or maybe, I'm so tired, I do not have the energy to stress about it.
Guess, I'll just keep plugging along. See you soon.