Fire Pit and Dog Fun

Almost forgot to do an entry. 

We had Toffee's best dog friend over tonight for a mad fun play date. Meg is taller than Toffee now, and they do not stop playing. Non-Freaking-Stop. Such a good time. 

We brought some rope toys out, and Meg chewed off a piece of rope and puked. Like you do. Her doggie mom was so embarrassed but we were like "dogs puke. it's outside. life is good." 

They also knocked over a table and pot (broke the pot) but it was a yard sale or free pot, or one we got from Doug's aunt's house. It was not a treasured family heirloom terra cotta pot. 

"Jane," I said, "you can see how fancy we are. It's okay." 

I also have to get all the pots put away, and figure out what needs fixed/glued, and this time, not keep them in the shed but put them in the basement so they won't crack like most of them did over the winter.

Jess came up, and we all got to hang out. I just got back from taking them to the train. 

It makes me a little sad knowing that on Saturday they head back to New England. I'm going to miss the easy access to my kid. 

"Hey, you wanna come up and watch some dogs act like the craziest things ever?"

"Yeah sure, I'll be up around 7." 

That isn't going to be the case. Not for a while. But, they'll be house sitting for someone near my mom starting this weekend, and I've got a list of "go look at this and tell me how broken it is. Take pictures." 

That's about it, I guess. No good pictures of dogs because it got hella dark really fast. We did have a fire in the pit, which was great. But yeah - they were so fast they were blurry. Sad. Sad. Sad. Picture evidence. and. Digits, below.  

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours.  no walk. 5k steps by bedtime.

blood glucose:

9:15am: 192
5pm: 138
10:15pm: 149 

food:
coffee/water
10:15am: english muffin w/pb
12pm: metformin
12:30pm: bowl of chicken salad w/ red onion & walnuts
5pm: last piece of banana bread
5:30pm: cod & shrimp baked in a casserole w/ritz cracker topping, butter, lemon