Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Worriage all time - is relative
I am kinda in a odd place right now. I just got back from taking the family's much-loved miniture daschund puppy to the pet ER. He was throwing up, shivering, and he would yelp in pain whever you touched his tummy. I am worried. He is going to get better though. He is.
Sorry, I'd write more, to really tell you what is going on, but my energy is too scattered. I did buy a pretty green hooded long sleeve shirt today, which made me happy. I like green, it reminds me of growing things.
Quote for the Entry: "My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet." ~Edith Wharton
It is such a comfort.
all time - is relative