I'm painting my nails. Doing my bit to beautify the world, yes. That's useful.

yay!

I've mostly been tending to sore Emmett today.

Getting him into a hot bath, and fed and out for a walk. His body is a little bit wrecked like somebody who's run a marathon.

Twice today Darby strolled her ass on out of the dogpark. This follows a scary moment last week when she did it when it was so dark that I didn't notice at first. Gotta nip this pattern in the bud, stat.

You should have gotten Emmett into an ice bath. Those really help after that sort of sustained punishment.

I was so excited to take Bartleby to see his long lost best friend, Bob. He lurves Bob like no other dog he has ever known.

We went to Rock Creek Park and they ran like maniacs...way more energetic than their years should allow. Then, Bman chose to run right up onto the freeway that runs through the park. He didn't recall on the first shout and I didn't even notice myself sprinting toward him. By the time he pelted back to me, totally unscathed, my pneumonia wracked lungs had completely turned on me. The fear burned out quickly, but I felt pretty weak for longer than I liked.

Feh. When am I going to be well?

I am going to be doing bedbug prevention over the next week with the friends. Poor things. They are immigrants and there is a language barrier and it's a house of 4 adults and 3 kids. The mother is expected to do all the cleaning and she has had health problems. I wonder if I could make money as a bedbug consultant, going in and telling people what to do in their homes.

msbelle, I'm glad they have you to guide them.

What do I have left to do? Just toiletries I need in the morning and corral my reading materials. And shove the ipod into my bag. And grab my waterbottle. And set the alarm for 5.

Yeesh, bonny. Glad BB had a good time at least?

Dinner: salmon fillet from the freezer with garlic mashed potatoes and brandied mushrooms.

Cash, can you see this?

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Yup, Lisa. Thanks!