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So I am still alive. I survived the weekend. I am still working with a significant sleep deficit, but whatever right? I miss talking to everyone, on this thing and off, but it doesn't appear that I am going to have any time to catch up anytime in the near future.Just know that for now things are still going well with the young one - although I think it kinda bugs him a little that I tease so much about him being a "boy" - but then I don't feel bad because he teases me about being old - so I guess we're even - my sex - and personal - life, for that matter - are still intact and that is a very good thing.
The beach lacrosse festival went just fine. Some strangeness and if I can I will tell you about it all. Right now I'm in high gear working on the NJ tournament this weekend. I am not having fun. I woke up this morning at 5 to my dog shitting on my beautiful, still new, white bedroom rug. I was not a happy camper. My day has gone downhill from there and when I get home I have a sinking feeling that in spite of all the Febreeze I used it's still going to smell like poop in my house.
This is the closest I've been to sending her back to the pound and that is so not a good thing.
I just keep telling myself that IT HAS GOT TO GET BETTER SOON.
posted by Ali @ 1:10 PM
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