I Did It

My new pup - Sally Brown

I made it through my uncle's funeral Saturday.  No small feat.  It took me a coupla days to recover.  I spent Sunday morning crying.  So cathartic.  Then I pulled myself up by the bootstraps and went shopping for new cars and puppies.  I'm happy to report that I've scored one of each!  And both are sweet!

As usual, The Daddler didn't approve.  And as usual, I told him he didn't get a vote.  And as usual, he will be over the moon with our new toys.  I didn't tell him about the car.  When he came in from taking Lucy out, he asked me whose car was parked in the driveway.  I told him it was mine.  He didn't seem happy, but he agreed to take a spin in it.  Once I pointed out the dual climate controls, remote ingnition start (so it can warm up before we get in it), and the butt-warmer, he was a happy camper.

Sally (the new pup) won't be here for a week or two, and he's playing his usual curmudgeon role.  Says he's not going to take care of her.  But I'm not worried.  In the least.  He'll love her from the get-go. 


My new ride

Wow.  This has been a monumental week for me.  Especially since I have major trouble making decisions.  I guess there's been a thing or two that made it easier.  Dead uncle (carpe diem.)  The realization that my tuition-paying days are over - Kiddo got a sweet NYC internship with Morgan Stanley this summer.  Spring fever. Tax refunds.  The prospect of having a valentine for a change.

On that note, I'm gonna go make some valentine cards.  I'm feeling creative.  And happy.