There goes my....

Okay, so something is wrong. Very wrong.


I'm on all these hormones to try to help me get pregnant and so far, I've...

1. Printed off custom invites for a customer and then realized I hadn't switched out the photo with the watermark still on it to the actual photo. Yeah. There goes my memory.


2. Busted my thumb, my RIGHT thumb, while trying to get a soda for my husband. Don't ask how, cause I don't know. But, here's a photo of it (granted, I took this with my iPhone and my left hand - not an easy task). Yeah. There goes my coordination.



3. Cried. I never cry. Never ever. But, my dog got overly excited to see me and wacked me in the eye. Blurry vision and tears to sting the open cut. (another self-photo). Yeah. There goes my emotional stability.

So, what does this mean?

I don't know... do you?
Angela

My Dog has the Munchies

More about my dog, I admit it, I love my pets.

However, this post isn't sunshiny and fun and full of cute pictures.

No, this is to show you how far my pet love goes. My husband and I have put up with our dog's eating habits for quite some time now.

Here's what she had for breakfast the other day:



















And for lunch:














And for dinner:

And for a midnight snack:














Yep, that's our dog. I should mention that her lunch was one of my former student's published books. Her dinner cost us $1000 to replace. And those cd's are all the photos from our wedding. Yeah. That bad. :)

Do you have any crazy dog/cat/pet stories like this? Do share! It'll help me feel better about my dog issues! :)

Angela