Had a blast at the river, floated the pony keg and had to buy overpriced beer at the Float House. Somehow managed to lose my keys (not in the river, though) and my brother lost my ID. My world is sucking right now. I've been spending a lot of time over at my mom's house, but I am home now. I need to go get my dogs from her but, alas, with no vehicle keys, it renders this idea impossible. Being home alone is weird, I have had roommates ever since my husband deployed, and since they've moved out my house seems way too quiet. They aggravated the living shit out of me though, so I am glad they are gone. Paranoia has seeped in, though, I'm constantly checking that my doors and windows are secure. My imagination is a wonderful thing, except when it comes to situations like this. Especially at night when I have to go out to my truck for something, I get scared and run back in the house like an 8 year old. And without my doggies I don't even have them for protection. Not that they would protect me, but the big one could be mistaken for mean when he runs up on you. Little would any would-be attacker know that the only reason his teeth are bared is because there is a ball in his mouth he wants you to throw. When I cease being astoundingly lazy I will post some pictures of our float trip, and maybe a few of my dogs. ---endless rambling ceases HERE---
