Y’all, in the three weeks we’ve been back in Iowa, Scotti has gotten super naughty. I feel so guilty. We went from being able to walk 3-4 miles a day, to maybe managing one and a half. The weather, plus my inability to breathe due to a growing baby means that the struggle is real.
Since we got to Eldora, Scotti has escaped the house not once, but three times. Luckily I’ve learned that if I just sit in his eyesight, holding a jar of peanut butter that he’ll come back to me pretty quickly. So now, while every house on the block is covered in Christmas decorations, my mom has a jar of peanut butter sitting on a window sill, ready to be grabbed. And small town greatness: peanut butter was on sale for 3 days at .99 cents, so we’re all stocked up for any future escapes.
And I sweat, the escapes started once I finally got frustrated enough to give him a not-so-great bang trim. It’s like he can finally see the freedom.
Now if only I could figure out a way to get Scotti to stop barking at the wind in the middle of the night.
Spent so much time working and learning about my new phone that I didn’t really do much of anything. Add in the the days were in the upper 90s and I was PMSing, I was a bit of a nightmare. For serious though, I’ve now had my period for 17 years, this whole thing should be way easier by now. Or my mom should learn to just back up a bit.
Linda and I are off to Kansas City for a few days to visit Patric and Paige. Luckily I don’t get paid until Friday, so I can’t do any gross amounts of shopping (leaving more money for my New Orleans trip over Labor Day weekend!). P and P live just a few minutes from a mall, so I can find some inspiration for back to school shopping.