Hot, hot, hot!
I'm finding my backward sleeping habits rewarding. The only time it's cool enough to do anything is during the wee hours of morning. The day staggers with all the pollen and unbearable heat. Sweat and allergies, two of my least favorite things.
We packed up and headed for D's mom's during the weekend. Amelie enjoyed playing with Streak despite his over zealous brawn. I played scared mom on the side lines, ready to swoop up my fur baby at any moment of danger, afraid I wouldn't be fast enough. D and 'sugar-free grandma' were more relaxed about the matter. I guess I'm used to my families placid pekes.
Alive and kicking
Yesterday earmarks the first day of feeling somewhat normal this summer's calendar. I haven't felt alright with myself for so long. I forgot what it's like not to worry and dread every second's passing. I'm not all better but I'm better off, which says a lot. If D ever reads this, I thank him for making it possible. I also thank those who took the time to reach out in blogland, you know who you are!