Hehe. Just kidding. I must admit that sleeping in has it's charms. Didn't pry my ass out of bed today until 9. Sweet. Of course getting the kids up was a battle. I sent in the Dingo. That works. See, we thought our rescue dog was a cross between a Basenji and a Corgi - a Corgenji... Nope, turns out she's an American Rare Breed: the American Dingo or Carolina dog. Certainly explains a lot about her personality. She walked in and took over the house within about 2 minutes. Poor Maxwell Q Dog (a true olio of dog breeds) didn't know what hit him. One minute he's the king of the manor. Next he's being ridden around like a pony at the county fair. Hehe.

The dingo isn't our only female dog. We also have cute little Boston Terrier named Trixee. We got her from a family who decided they didn't have time for her. She lived next door to a friend of mine who misses Trix terribly. The Nut and I took Trix down to see her Auntie today so she's completely worn out. She was playing with her best bud, Gracie. If you want a good dog that is loving, smart and great with your family I highly recommend the BT. Try a rescue group. You won't be sorry!

I'm breaking a sacred summer rule at my house today: "Thou shalt not do laundry during the heat of the day". There are only 4 of us. We were out of town for 9 days but brought mostly clean clothes home because we were in a house with laundry facilities. So, why are there about 10 loads of laundry sorted on my bedroom floor? My in-laws took care of the house for us while we were gone and were kind enough to do the wash that was around. Maybe the dogs and cats were wearing clothes when they were left alone? Aliens? Neighbors? Hmmmm.

Anyway, my day off from work will be a PITA and my A/C will be working overtime. I just hope the power grid doesn't feel "stressed" today and decide to go down. Last summer we had 'rolling blackouts' after Hurricane Rite. They rolled through for a few days, right at lunch time, and continued to roll through my neighborhood for about 8-9 hours. You know you're in trouble when it is cooler outside in the Houston heat than inside your home. Oh well, it gave us something to talk about with the neighbors as we all sat outside perspiring together. Could be much worse anyway; some folks from that hurricane are still living in make shift housing and no one seems to care. FEMA didn't get them all free apartments with free utilities like the Katrina folks. (Who are still living in free apartments for another month, btw...)

Arizona! Awesome if you stay away from Phoenix. We had the pleasure of staying in Flagstaff for a week and drove all around to visit as many sites as humanly possible in that time. I'm trying to figure out how to buy an old motel on Route 66 and create the ultimate niche motel for outdoor enthusiasts and techo-savvy travelers.

The most amazing thing about this vacation was that we all got along with one another. No small feat when you're spending hours upon hours in a Ford Freestar minivan with 6 people. The kids really had fun doing little hikes and I discovered that I am a freaking blob of humanity. I nearly had a coronary incident on Sunset Crater and avoided any hike that wasn't FLAT after that. The funniest thing was my 68 year old mom hiking along the rim of the Grand Canyon, carrying a handbag... She completely cracks me up. Of course, my daughter (The Blonde) was wearing pink flip flops from Hobby Lobby because she refused to put on her hiking shoes that morning and I forgot to throw them in the van. I bet everyone who saw us figured I'm the biggest ass-hat mom in the world. They should try and convince Blonde to put something on her feet she doesn't like. Not an easy task - especially at 6 am.

I just dropped my newly minted fifth grade son off at a birthday party. I've never felt so much like a bumpkin in my entire life! Drive up to a mini mansion, which I expected, afterall the dad is our orthodontist, but couldn't believe the behind the scenes production for a tenth birthday party! They have a pool house that reminded me of the snack bar of Cesaers Palace. Soon, the catered Italian dinner will be arriving. Each kid is taking home a regulation soccer ball and other goodies.... Dang. For the kid's last birthday we had 5 guys over for pizza and sundaes and they had a very loud sleepover. What ever happened to simplicity?? Oh, I forgot to mention the professional photographer taking candid snaps. Seems the photos will be used in the doc's mailer. Maybe they write the party off??? Wow.

I blame my inferiority complex on Clark McLeod. If hubby's hundred thousand plus shares of Clarkie's company were worth more than a roll of toilet tissue, I might be living in a nicer house with a pool. Don't see me spending that kind of bucks on a bunch of ten year olds, though. You need to keep a bit of perspective here folks. They're just happy to be together to celebrate the last day of school. Why the need for all of the fancy stuff??? Just give 'em a hotdog and a popsicle and stand back and let them enjoy themselves!

Wow. This is kind of daunting. Here I am, 38+ and really kind of boring and I think people would like to know about my day? Maybe. Maybe not.

So, I was stood up by my therapist today. How sad is that? Maybe she forgot because I'm doing so well that she rarely considers me anymore? Or maybe my therapist needs therapy? hmm. Could be the latter since she forgets to write things down. I probably shouldn't tell that to anyone I've recommended her to...

I'm sitting here in the humid Hell of the Greater Houston area. Definitely an oxymoron to many. I actually live in one of the 'bubbles' - a master-planned community that is supposed to protect us from the real world. It's actually pretty nice but if they keep choppping down all of the trees and barfing up banks every 100 yards, it WILL be losing it's charm soon. Even my 6 year old has figured out that you don't need 4 banks at every intersection. Who do you suppose has all of the money that goes in these banks? Banks are only a brief resting spot for our money. Pay day comes, you pay the bills, you gas up the car, you're pretty much done until next payday. Right?

Well, I promised myself that this blog won't take up a ton of my day since I'm not exactly a go-getter anyway. I should have something amusing to post about tomorrow because I go to work at the Peyton Place of real estate. Lots of good juicy stuff in real estate...

Ta!