I picked my parents up from the airport last night.  After giving them the Dolly report, they were pleased she was "so well behaved."  Um, whatever.  They also weren't angry at the boarding place issue, and were quite surprised that I called the place and complained.  My parents have NO business owning a dog, especially not a JRT.

In other parent news, I took the dude over to visit them today and my mother cornered me on who we'd leave the dude with if clock and I both died.  I have this horrible problem of a) always answering my mother's questions and b) answering them truthfully.  She was livid when I told her clock's brother.  I can't believe how pissed off she was.  I also can't believe the things she said to me after that.  She pretty much ignored me the rest of the time I was at their house.  Nice.  As usual, I'm a bit miffed at her.  I guess I will never be able to redeem myself in her eyes ever again. 

I need to get the hell out of living in the same town as them.

In other news, I think this year will be the year for tomatoes in our garden.  I did a ton of reasearch, and think I finally came up with a good growing combo.  1 week in, and the plants have already doubled in size.  Stay tuned for the outcome!

Ugh, my son isn't so good at taking naps these days.  He tends to wake up crying after 45 minutes or so.  I let him cry it out, and he's usually back to sleep in about 5.  Still, the boy needs a 2 hour nap every afternoon!!  We don't like the evening crab he becomes when he doesn't get enough nap.  Just go back to sleep, kiddo!!!

We've once again gone on a purge binge, and we're culling the crap out of our home.  I'm very happy with the non-cluttered state of things.  If we could just find the time/motivation to take care of the floors, I would be a very happy camper.  Next house: NO carpet. (don't worry, clock, we'll get rugs for the bedrooms!)

gah, the kid is still crying.  I should go be a good mother and comfort him or some such.  Maybe I'll just take a nap with him.