It's the day before the New Year begins, and I have nothing planned to celebrate. My husband and I aren't big party people. I'd be open to gathering with friends for an informal celebration, but my husband's more of a recluse. It's just as well. Staying up past midnight doesn't sit well with me right now since puppy Kinsey still likes to get up real early in the morning.
Kinsey slept 10 hours last night, which was a special treat. I feel more rested today than I've felt since we got her a month ago. She had her first set of puppy shots yesterday, which could account for the long sleep, so I doubt I'll be so lucky tonight.
It's windy and cold out, and I usually like to drape myself with a blanket during the day. I have a favorite down throw I used to use until Kinsey chewed a hole in it yesterday and spread feathers everywhere. So I went in search of another one and picked out a quilt my mother-in-law made for us several years ago. That worked great until our youngest cat peed on it. She's very territorial. I found another comforter, but the cat peed on that one, too. Needless to say I've been doing lots of laundry and have taken to wearing my coat inside the house just to stay warm.
It's my mother-in-law's birthday tomorrow -- she was a New Year baby seventy-six years ago -- and I need to shop for a present for her today. I'll probably end up getting her a gift certificate at her favorite department store. We like to take her out to dinner on her birthday, but the problem is that most restaurants here in Bend are closed on New Year's Day. We might postpone the dinner thing until this weekend.
Sorry about the boring blog post. My world lately has been confined to puppy-raising, which is very restrictive. It's like having a baby and scheduling activities around the baby's routine. Except this baby has very sharp teeth and four legs that get her around very fast, usually to places she shouldn't be. At least she's potty trained. Mostly. There is an occasional accident on the rug mat in front of the sliding glass door to the backyard. She's still learning.
Happy New Year to you all, and I hope you get to read more interesting blogs than mine today. Best of luck to everyone in 2009!
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Hehe, your puppy talk makes me giggle. Especially in the last paragraph. I grew up with a maltese. She never got fully potty trained. I have vivid memories of having to pick up her poop all around the house. Good thing she was a small dog. Ick!
But your blog isn't really boring. Mine lately has been confined to baby talk, so hey, we can be blog pals ;)
Happy New Year!
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