dog days

These weeks are flying by, even though the days seem slow in the August heat.

I have been feeling so good lately. I didn't realize how awful I felt. I spend about 5 more hours a day awake or at least out of bed than I did a month ago. Its like I'm a totally different person.

I'm even in love with my dog.

She still pees on the floor when she sees anyone, bites holes in the kids shirts, and chews only the boys favorite toys.

But she chases the boys while they call for her and run deliriously down the halls in the hot afternoons. She stays right by their bikes as we ride down to the river to cool off. She follows them into the water and comes out just to shake her hair off on me. She found bubble gum the other day and we laughed till our bellies hurt watching her try to chew it down. She tries all day to make friends with our cat-the cat who picks fights with the great dane across the street.

She also barks every time I hiccup. Whats not to love?

Josh is also a different person. I think he was a little overwhelmed being the dad and the mom and my therapist. Now when he wakes up to pancakes, sausage, and a wife who has already showered and put her make up on by 7 am he looks at me like 'where have you been?' He suddenly has no dishes, laundry, cooking, or cleaning up to do.

Wives are like magic aren't they?

I actually think hes happy for incredibly unselfish reasons. He doesn't like to see me sick.

In other news....my parents have returned home in an unexpected (for me at least) change of assignment (they have been in Chile for a year). We are very happy to have them back and have been spending some time with them.

I will have PET scan results this Wed. afternoon. I think they will be fine or someone would have called me by now.

My house is not selling. We have had lookers but no offers. We don't dare have two mortgage payments in this market, and our contract expires in a couple weeks.

But that dang old house on Center Street haunts me every night.