Much Tooo Long. Brain Dump

So 6 weeks have passed without blogging. This is not to say that nothing interesting has happened. I've just been overwhelmed and had little time to think, much less think and then type.

1) New doggy. Ginger. Very cute, but 4 weeks later she still has not figured out that peeing on carpet is bad. I suppose this means that maybe I'll be getting all hardwood floors sooner rather than later.

We adopted her, pretty much on a whim after picking up Wolfie's ashes. The Hubbins was pushing to go to the Puppy store to see what was in stock. I was less-than-enthused about this prospect, partly because puppy stores make me itch and also because I did not want to drop $800 bucks on an impulse dog purchase. So I suggest we go to the shelter and see what they have.

The dog viewings were scheduled to begin in 15 minutes, so we got some coffee then rushed back. I jokingly said that we had to be there first to get the "good" dogs, but I had no idea how true that was until everyone wanted to meet Ginger. We, being first in line, had dibs. Anyway, she came right up to the kids, gave kisses, made the Hubbins very very happy. And we were sold. Still, if someone can explain to Ginger that peeing on carpet is bad, I would be much obliged.

2) Uh, Thing 1 just showed up. I have to get her manicured, pedicured, buffed and pushed and prodded in preparation for Uncle Steven's wedding tomorrow. Here are a series of pix to discuss amongs yourself. I'll add some exposition later.