A puppy detour

A couple of days ago I was at my table typing and editing one of my stories when I got a text from a mom in the neighborhood. Seems they got a puppy. πŸ™ƒπŸΎπŸ˜³

Her daughter and my daughter have known each other since they attended Montessori daycare at age 2. πŸ™‚

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A perplexing matter to occupy my brain today

I returned home to the family today (after spending a few days at mom’s) with a car full of groceries.

The puppy went berserk. πŸ˜„ Good thing I left the bags in the car at first, since I was getting mauled immediately upon entering. πŸ™„

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Shenanigans and injuries

Today I looked up the expression

The bane of my existence.

I didn’t really know what it meant, so I wanted to ensure I was using it in the correct context.

I’m typing this on mobile with the index finger of my right hand because my wrist hurts.

Also my ass, and my left ankle are sore as well, if you must know.

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Adamantly opposed

Does this title mean anything to anyone?

It doesn’t to the humans around here. Nor to furry creatures, either. Like this dude here:

Tucker the Beagle puppy about 10 weeks old.

Tucker on Grandma’s lap about 13 weeks old.

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A nothing post with pictures

My still teacherless child has been watching youtube videos on how to make space buns.

Space buns is a thing you do with hair. A type of hairstyle. Did you know this?

I didn’t. I do now and so do you. You’re welcome. πŸ˜‰

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Dramatic drama brought to you by puppy poop

Here’s the (not so) short version of what consumes my life at the moment:

Tucker at 10 weeks.

Also:

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I slipped on the wet back porch, fell and landed in puppy poop this morning. He pooped on the deck, not on the grass. The deck is raised. We have to go down five steps to reach the lawn.

The maniac puppy can do this, navigate the steps. He does this every day a million times. IT’S NOT THE END OF THE FRICKIN’ WORLD.

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Looking ahead: reflections and gratitude

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The end of 2020 will mark many endings, and a few new beginnings.

Redirect me to this statement next time I sound exasperated, exhausted, depressed, anxious or confused. (Basically every 15 minutes or so.) πŸ˜‰

Something’s gotta give. So I’m writing down my master plan, a sort of directional instruction guide.

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