Okay folks, how was the weekend? Mine was slightly better than dry heaving for 17 hours straight... I finished painting my little girl's room, but I still have the bed to look forward to (she has a custom made princess bed - hard to explain). I HATE painting.
Woke up each morning, around 4am, to the sweet musical sounds of my Boxer's projectile diareha. That is one nasty thing to have to clean up, especially when it gets on the walls. The fact that my wife is laying in bed, breathing through the covers, chanting "hurry, I think I'm going to throw up," does not add to the joy.
Most humbling moment of the weekend? Realizing that my 2.5 year old can play guitar better than me. He has never had a lesson. He got a $19 guitar for Christmas. (I had the iPod hooked up to the speakers while I was painting. I walked out of Taylor's room to discover LT sitting in the hallway, playing and singing along to Audioslave.)
P.S. - don't worry about the stupid dog. He has a vet appointment today at 4:30.
Woke up each morning, around 4am, to the sweet musical sounds of my Boxer's projectile diareha. That is one nasty thing to have to clean up, especially when it gets on the walls. The fact that my wife is laying in bed, breathing through the covers, chanting "hurry, I think I'm going to throw up," does not add to the joy.
Most humbling moment of the weekend? Realizing that my 2.5 year old can play guitar better than me. He has never had a lesson. He got a $19 guitar for Christmas. (I had the iPod hooked up to the speakers while I was painting. I walked out of Taylor's room to discover LT sitting in the hallway, playing and singing along to Audioslave.)
P.S. - don't worry about the stupid dog. He has a vet appointment today at 4:30.
papillonvalhala:
I'm sorry your weekend wasn't so great, I hope your dog gets better. 