Tiring (but good) first week of school
I know I may be jinxing things by saying it before Friday happens, but I have high hopes. Last year by this time, the kids were already being total pissants. This year's group seems okay.
It has been an entirely exhausting week though. I have worked a couple of hours late so far every day except for the coming day.
I've gone home and taken a one hour nap on Monday...
... a two hour nap on tuesday
... a 4 hour nap on Wednesday
and a 15 minute nap on Thursday. (Quincy pounced on my thigh and scared me awake. LOL)
And I wake up even more tired every morning. I'd say that the solution would be more coffee, but more than one cup has proven to make me sick.
I'm about to go to bed, and I'm sitting here snacking on vermouth-soaked olives, which, oddly enough, taste exactly like plain old olives to me. Hmmm..... Then again, I've never had a martini, so that could just be my ignorance showing.
I do want to apologize to Jennifer for being completely absent this week. I've just been so tired. The first week of school kills me every time.
Quincy loves his puppy Kong - a rubber rounded pyramid chew toy that you can stuff treats inside. It's funny... now even when he gets his liver treat out, he wants to make the fun last and bats it around all over the floor for a while before he eats it. He is, predictably, a very smart little doggie.
He's discovered that he likes to take off running across the linoleum and make himself slide. It's pretty hilarious to see him trying to gain traction while getting started on that floor, but even funnier when he's coming the other way and tries to stop on it. (I really do think he's sliding on purpose.)
He's also discovered how much fun it is to play keep away from me with a stick in his mouth. His favorite thing is to get the stick (which I'm not sure I want him to chew on - who knows if it's safe??) in his mouth -- usually one about as long as his body -- and scamper just out of my reach... and stop. When I get to him, he zips away from me with the stick again. Sometimes he even pretends he can't see me coming so that he can run away from me even more skillfully. I honestly believe the little booger enjoys making me look stupid! He definitely knows how to force me to play with him even when I'm tired. I think he's decided he's gonna whip my fat ass into shape. Scamper, scamper. That's his main move. LOL
Housebreaking is turning out to be kinda rough on the nose for me. I took out all his dirty papers, and the smell is still hanging in the kitchen. Eww.
Right now he's under my chair giving his Kong 9 kinds of snarling puppy heck. LOL I hope he doesn't cry too long when I put us both to bed in a minute. By the way, the washable diapers turned out to be great bedding for his crate. He even likes to pull them out on the carpet and in his pen and lie on them.
It has been an entirely exhausting week though. I have worked a couple of hours late so far every day except for the coming day.
I've gone home and taken a one hour nap on Monday...
... a two hour nap on tuesday
... a 4 hour nap on Wednesday
and a 15 minute nap on Thursday. (Quincy pounced on my thigh and scared me awake. LOL)
And I wake up even more tired every morning. I'd say that the solution would be more coffee, but more than one cup has proven to make me sick.
I'm about to go to bed, and I'm sitting here snacking on vermouth-soaked olives, which, oddly enough, taste exactly like plain old olives to me. Hmmm..... Then again, I've never had a martini, so that could just be my ignorance showing.
I do want to apologize to Jennifer for being completely absent this week. I've just been so tired. The first week of school kills me every time.
Quincy loves his puppy Kong - a rubber rounded pyramid chew toy that you can stuff treats inside. It's funny... now even when he gets his liver treat out, he wants to make the fun last and bats it around all over the floor for a while before he eats it. He is, predictably, a very smart little doggie.
He's discovered that he likes to take off running across the linoleum and make himself slide. It's pretty hilarious to see him trying to gain traction while getting started on that floor, but even funnier when he's coming the other way and tries to stop on it. (I really do think he's sliding on purpose.)
He's also discovered how much fun it is to play keep away from me with a stick in his mouth. His favorite thing is to get the stick (which I'm not sure I want him to chew on - who knows if it's safe??) in his mouth -- usually one about as long as his body -- and scamper just out of my reach... and stop. When I get to him, he zips away from me with the stick again. Sometimes he even pretends he can't see me coming so that he can run away from me even more skillfully. I honestly believe the little booger enjoys making me look stupid! He definitely knows how to force me to play with him even when I'm tired. I think he's decided he's gonna whip my fat ass into shape. Scamper, scamper. That's his main move. LOL
Housebreaking is turning out to be kinda rough on the nose for me. I took out all his dirty papers, and the smell is still hanging in the kitchen. Eww.
Right now he's under my chair giving his Kong 9 kinds of snarling puppy heck. LOL I hope he doesn't cry too long when I put us both to bed in a minute. By the way, the washable diapers turned out to be great bedding for his crate. He even likes to pull them out on the carpet and in his pen and lie on them.
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