1. Ok, I have the best bloggy friends ever. You people rock, seriously. Now there are a couple of you readers who have delurked *cough* *pj* *cough* but who *I can't follow back to your blog.*
PJ, I googled you and ended up with Pamela Jean who is also very cool but who is apparently not you. There are a couple of others that I am too lazy to look up right now, but if you read and comment and don't have a followable link thingymajig, please tell me where I can cyberstalk you.
2. We might be adopting...
Charlie, that is! His owner sent me an email this evening saying that he recognizes he has no time for a puppy and wants to discuss maybe having us take him! A_ and I would love, love to have him and my old argument that we don't have time (made back when I worked 13 hours a day, five days a week) is gone. I would feel terrible taking his dog though. Maybe we can work out some shared custody things or something. Or maybe we'd just foster. I need to talk to Charlie's owner and find out what he's thinking.
Oh, and because I am a liar, there are three things:
3. A_ is getting better, though he's still not 100%. He left the house to get his new suits altered today and made dinner - it was a delicious chicken picata. Yay.
Edit: TMI alert.
A_'s balls are freaking huge. He said he's starting to feel better though, so I don't think he has an infection. Any of you who have been through this want to tell me when the swelling was gone?