The other day I was talking to Lulu about living in New Hampshire. She decided she would rather live there than here (NC) because there it actually snows. A lot. Then Pete got involved and the talk turned to the 2 weeks of mud and lilacs that people in NH call "spring" and how beautiful the fall can get, but they were both still intrigued by the snow and didn't mind at all that it can get really, really cold there in the winter (although not as cold as some places, I know). Then Husbandguy said, "The cold lasts a long time, too. It stays cold there for as long as it stays hot here." Like that was going to change anyone's mind. HA! The past week or so, the high temperatures have been in the high 90's with heat indexes in the 100's. It's miserable. I hate it. It's awful. And it's not the humidity that's the problem either; it's the heat. Yuck.
Sadly, HG's job pays exactly the same in NH as it does in NC, dollar for dollar, in spite of the substantially higher cost of living so I suppose we'll be waiting to make the move north until I've had something significant published. Sigh.
For now I'll just stay inside and wait for October and hope it snows at least once in January for my girls.
Showing posts with label a job for HG. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a job for HG. Show all posts
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Monday, May 4, 2009
Working Papers
See what I did there? With all the people getting their "walking papers" (including Husbandguy last fall). See? I turned it around (in the title), and made it "working papers." Smart, huh?
Because today? HG came home from work, where he has been a contract worker for the last nearly 6 months, looking slightly more relaxed than usual. You know, less stressed and stuff. And he wordlessly handed me a little stack of papers, 2 or 3 pages, and wandered off to get a cup of water or something. And when I looked at the papers, it said, "Dear [HG], I am pleased to offer employment to you the position of Engineer 3..." and a bunch of other stuff about money and benefits and not having sick time and everything. Awkward syntax aside, this answers our most pressing question. They like him! They really, really like him! ... Or they at least need him. So I said something clever (and apparently forgettable) and he said, "I haven't decided if I'm going to sign it or not."
haha. veryfunny.
He's teasing me. I'm 99.9% sure of that. So if you see him, congratulate him, okay? Or you can send me an email (<-- click there or look at the right hand column for the address -->), and I'll forward it to him. That'll teach him to tease me!
Because today? HG came home from work, where he has been a contract worker for the last nearly 6 months, looking slightly more relaxed than usual. You know, less stressed and stuff. And he wordlessly handed me a little stack of papers, 2 or 3 pages, and wandered off to get a cup of water or something. And when I looked at the papers, it said, "Dear [HG], I am pleased to offer employment to you the position of Engineer 3..." and a bunch of other stuff about money and benefits and not having sick time and everything. Awkward syntax aside, this answers our most pressing question. They like him! They really, really like him! ... Or they at least need him. So I said something clever (and apparently forgettable) and he said, "I haven't decided if I'm going to sign it or not."
haha. veryfunny.
He's teasing me. I'm 99.9% sure of that. So if you see him, congratulate him, okay? Or you can send me an email (<-- click there or look at the right hand column for the address -->), and I'll forward it to him. That'll teach him to tease me!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
What's On My Mind, you ask?
All sorts of things are on my mind. Here you go.
First, I don't think Husbandguy likes his job. He doesn't seem happy about being there and he doesn't hesitate to call off for the littlest reason. He's fine and everything, but I wish he liked going. I get it, though. Apparently these engineers are even less social than the engineers he used to work with. Hard to imagine, right? Still... But he goes and works and gets paid and just found out that he might be able to work from home sometimes so maybe it's getting better.
Also, 2 out of the last 3 times I've taken my shot (for MS), I've had flu-like side effects. I don't normally. I outgrew them years ago. I only get them when there's something else wrong, like a really bad cold or infection or something. But I don't currently have a really bad cold or infection so I'm not sure what's up. Last night I even had a little fever. It sucked.
And then, I am a terrible person. I contacted Howie's foster mom and asked her to take him back. Nothing is final yet, but it looks like we're going to be pet-free soon. It's for the best. It really is. He's too big and he eats poop and nobody helps me train him or clean up after him and we spend more time telling him "no" and "off" and "leave it" than we spend enjoying him and he barks at the neighbors in their own garage all the way across the street and jumps up on anyone who comes into our house, including us, and knocks Lulu down all the time. I know most of his problems are our fault. I feel really bad for quitting and know he could be a great dog if someone took the time to train him right, but I'm not having any fun being the only one who does that and it won't work if I'm the only one who does it and I just can't deal with the poop-eating thing. The other day I went out in the yard and cleaned it up so he could be out there without me having to worry and he apparently went out and pooped first thing (I didn't see him do it). Then he came to the door and barked like he wanted to be let in and when I opened the door he ran over to the new pile and started eating it. It was like he wanted to be sure I saw him. That was the day I got in touch with his foster mom. The last straw. I suck, but it will be sooo much less stressful here once he's gone, but I suck. I know.
So there you go. That's what's on my mind. I'm really glad I'm seeing my PhD next week.
First, I don't think Husbandguy likes his job. He doesn't seem happy about being there and he doesn't hesitate to call off for the littlest reason. He's fine and everything, but I wish he liked going. I get it, though. Apparently these engineers are even less social than the engineers he used to work with. Hard to imagine, right? Still... But he goes and works and gets paid and just found out that he might be able to work from home sometimes so maybe it's getting better.
Also, 2 out of the last 3 times I've taken my shot (for MS), I've had flu-like side effects. I don't normally. I outgrew them years ago. I only get them when there's something else wrong, like a really bad cold or infection or something. But I don't currently have a really bad cold or infection so I'm not sure what's up. Last night I even had a little fever. It sucked.
And then, I am a terrible person. I contacted Howie's foster mom and asked her to take him back. Nothing is final yet, but it looks like we're going to be pet-free soon. It's for the best. It really is. He's too big and he eats poop and nobody helps me train him or clean up after him and we spend more time telling him "no" and "off" and "leave it" than we spend enjoying him and he barks at the neighbors in their own garage all the way across the street and jumps up on anyone who comes into our house, including us, and knocks Lulu down all the time. I know most of his problems are our fault. I feel really bad for quitting and know he could be a great dog if someone took the time to train him right, but I'm not having any fun being the only one who does that and it won't work if I'm the only one who does it and I just can't deal with the poop-eating thing. The other day I went out in the yard and cleaned it up so he could be out there without me having to worry and he apparently went out and pooped first thing (I didn't see him do it). Then he came to the door and barked like he wanted to be let in and when I opened the door he ran over to the new pile and started eating it. It was like he wanted to be sure I saw him. That was the day I got in touch with his foster mom. The last straw. I suck, but it will be sooo much less stressful here once he's gone, but I suck. I know.
So there you go. That's what's on my mind. I'm really glad I'm seeing my PhD next week.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
My Year in Review
Let's see... What did I do this year... What happened to/around me...
My husband worked hard every day at home and at work. He lost his job and found a better one. He continued doing what he does best and what irritates me the most.
My oldest daughter turned 6 and started first grade. She learned that she can read chapter books to herself and that 2+3=5 (and other "math facts") and how to write her name in cursive. She had her first guild audition and piano recital. She picked out the newest member of our family. She started mastering the elementary backstroke (which doesn't look very elementary to me - it looks complex!). She took her first trip to Ohio, my birth state. She made butter.
My younger daughter turned 2 and learned the sound that Q makes (and a bunch of other letter sounds). She made new friends everywhere she went. Literally. Everywhere. She thought about using the potty fulltime but decided it's not for her yet. She learned to count to eleventeen, but then exceeded that and counted all the way to 20. She discovered (unexpectedly, and surprising her daddy in the process) that it is fun to go underwater in the pool.
We, as a family, got a puppy and taught him to sit. Well, maybe that was mostly me, but he lives with all of us. We weathered stressful times before Husbandguy got laid off when everyone else in his office was losing their jobs and then while he was out of work. We used our season passes to our local amusement park enough to make them worth the money, but not as much as we would have liked. We went on several trips out of state and (re)connected with old friends and/or relatives we hadn't seen in forever (or ever met in some cases). We laughed and played and cried and yelled and smiled and sang and complained and glared and colored and read and slammed doors and painted walls and broke things and fixed things and kissed and hugged and grew and learned.
It seems that this post is more about what happened around me this year. I think I'll save what happened to me for a separate post. Either it would make this post too long to address it here or it wouldn't add anything and won't be missed. We'll see...
My husband worked hard every day at home and at work. He lost his job and found a better one. He continued doing what he does best and what irritates me the most.
My oldest daughter turned 6 and started first grade. She learned that she can read chapter books to herself and that 2+3=5 (and other "math facts") and how to write her name in cursive. She had her first guild audition and piano recital. She picked out the newest member of our family. She started mastering the elementary backstroke (which doesn't look very elementary to me - it looks complex!). She took her first trip to Ohio, my birth state. She made butter.
My younger daughter turned 2 and learned the sound that Q makes (and a bunch of other letter sounds). She made new friends everywhere she went. Literally. Everywhere. She thought about using the potty fulltime but decided it's not for her yet. She learned to count to eleventeen, but then exceeded that and counted all the way to 20. She discovered (unexpectedly, and surprising her daddy in the process) that it is fun to go underwater in the pool.
We, as a family, got a puppy and taught him to sit. Well, maybe that was mostly me, but he lives with all of us. We weathered stressful times before Husbandguy got laid off when everyone else in his office was losing their jobs and then while he was out of work. We used our season passes to our local amusement park enough to make them worth the money, but not as much as we would have liked. We went on several trips out of state and (re)connected with old friends and/or relatives we hadn't seen in forever (or ever met in some cases). We laughed and played and cried and yelled and smiled and sang and complained and glared and colored and read and slammed doors and painted walls and broke things and fixed things and kissed and hugged and grew and learned.
It seems that this post is more about what happened around me this year. I think I'll save what happened to me for a separate post. Either it would make this post too long to address it here or it wouldn't add anything and won't be missed. We'll see...
Monday, November 10, 2008
A Job for HG
Husbandguy started his new job today. He got up almost as early as he meant to, and got showered and shaved and put on a shirt with buttons and his non-sneaker shoes and was outside, scraping frost off the windows just a couple of minutes later than he meant to be.
I got up later than I meant to, also, but I was kind of waiting to see if he would get himself up because him going back to work shouldn't mean that I have to start getting up before 7 again, but apparently it does. So I rolled out of bed at 6:30 and told him what time it was and let the dog out. The girls and I did okay this first morning getting around without extra help (we didn't need it before, but we didn't have the dog before either). Pete, Lulu, and I were dressed and breakfasted and at Pete's bus stop right on time. After Pete left, Lulu and I had a few minutes before she had to get to school, which we spent talking about the fact that Daddy going to work now would mean a big change in her TV time (even though that wasn't my first choice for a topic - she brought it up). Then I dropped her off and took the dog to the park (he is so worn out right now that he can't even get up and follow me from room to room like he always does - that's kind of the point of the park) where I got info from another couple about a kennel really close to here that I'm calling today to see if they have space for Howie sometime in the near future so we can go visit the Grandpa and Meme if HG can work it with his schedule.
When we got home I had an email from HG. Apparently he'd gotten where he needed to be and found a lot to park in and was walking into his building just a couple of minutes after 8. They were expecting him and had a place for him to sit and a computer and a user ID all set up and an IT guy waiting to make sure he could access the network, which he can. And today he is spending the day reading all about concrete and foundation design and will be home at dinnertime.
Whew! And the day is only half over. I haven't done any of the things I wanted to do today except take Howie to play and post on TIBM and wash HG's other shirts with buttons. But the day is only half over...
I got up later than I meant to, also, but I was kind of waiting to see if he would get himself up because him going back to work shouldn't mean that I have to start getting up before 7 again, but apparently it does. So I rolled out of bed at 6:30 and told him what time it was and let the dog out. The girls and I did okay this first morning getting around without extra help (we didn't need it before, but we didn't have the dog before either). Pete, Lulu, and I were dressed and breakfasted and at Pete's bus stop right on time. After Pete left, Lulu and I had a few minutes before she had to get to school, which we spent talking about the fact that Daddy going to work now would mean a big change in her TV time (even though that wasn't my first choice for a topic - she brought it up). Then I dropped her off and took the dog to the park (he is so worn out right now that he can't even get up and follow me from room to room like he always does - that's kind of the point of the park) where I got info from another couple about a kennel really close to here that I'm calling today to see if they have space for Howie sometime in the near future so we can go visit the Grandpa and Meme if HG can work it with his schedule.
When we got home I had an email from HG. Apparently he'd gotten where he needed to be and found a lot to park in and was walking into his building just a couple of minutes after 8. They were expecting him and had a place for him to sit and a computer and a user ID all set up and an IT guy waiting to make sure he could access the network, which he can. And today he is spending the day reading all about concrete and foundation design and will be home at dinnertime.
Whew! And the day is only half over. I haven't done any of the things I wanted to do today except take Howie to play and post on TIBM and wash HG's other shirts with buttons. But the day is only half over...
LL Says: (or a Peril of an Out-of-Work Dad)
Lulu said this:
I want a Bahbee house. That girl on the TV had a Bahbee house and Bahbees and that's what I want for me. That looked like fun. [Pete] doesn't have a Bahbee house but she got Bahbee horses for last Christmas.
(Lulu watched way more TV the last 2 months than she would have if Husbandguy had been working. Also, I think Lulu is too young for Barbie so she won't be getting a "Bahbee" house for Christmas.)
I want a Bahbee house. That girl on the TV had a Bahbee house and Bahbees and that's what I want for me. That looked like fun. [Pete] doesn't have a Bahbee house but she got Bahbee horses for last Christmas.
(Lulu watched way more TV the last 2 months than she would have if Husbandguy had been working. Also, I think Lulu is too young for Barbie so she won't be getting a "Bahbee" house for Christmas.)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
An Admission
Even though Husbandguy and I agree that moving away from here so he could have work would have been stressful and hard, we both admit that we were intrigued by the possibility.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Don't Pinch Me
Seriously. Don't. That would hurt.
But also, if you did, I might wake up to find that Husbandguy and I are both still stay-at-home parents. Because this whole HG-getting-a-job thing turned around so quickly it seems unreal. And the job he got isn't doing anything he's even done at all since college. But my husband is so smart and charming that these people talked to him for less than an hour (and he said they just talked - not really an interview) and decided to hire him.
When the recruiter called to make HG the offer he said that the people had called him basically right after HG left the other day and said, "Is everything alright with [HG]?" and the recruiter said, "What do you mean?" and they said, "Is there something wrong?" and the recruiter said, "No. He's great, got great references and everything," and they said, "We don't think he's asking for enough money. Why is that?" !!!
We already knew they would probably make an offer so when HG was talking to the recruiter I was eavesdropping and when HG said "Sweet!"... Well that was just cool. And now I can go Christmas shopping! And I can go by myself!! And I can sign Howie up for intermediate dog classes!!!
But also, if you did, I might wake up to find that Husbandguy and I are both still stay-at-home parents. Because this whole HG-getting-a-job thing turned around so quickly it seems unreal. And the job he got isn't doing anything he's even done at all since college. But my husband is so smart and charming that these people talked to him for less than an hour (and he said they just talked - not really an interview) and decided to hire him.
When the recruiter called to make HG the offer he said that the people had called him basically right after HG left the other day and said, "Is everything alright with [HG]?" and the recruiter said, "What do you mean?" and they said, "Is there something wrong?" and the recruiter said, "No. He's great, got great references and everything," and they said, "We don't think he's asking for enough money. Why is that?" !!!
We already knew they would probably make an offer so when HG was talking to the recruiter I was eavesdropping and when HG said "Sweet!"... Well that was just cool. And now I can go Christmas shopping! And I can go by myself!! And I can sign Howie up for intermediate dog classes!!!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Mid-Week Updates (little things)
It is a common thing for me on a Tuesday to feel like it is Friday all day. That is what happened to me yesterday even though I did the usual Tuesday things (minus lunch with Poppop).
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Mid-week next week I may have some super news to report so check back (no, I'm not pregnant).
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I joined NaNoWriMo yesterday. The Grandpa joined today. I'll give you a whole post about that another day.
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For my next dog I want a miniature schnauzer because Lulu will probably still be too little for a Very Small Dog like a Yorkie or a chihuahua.
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We turned our heater on yesterday evening.
I may have more to say later...
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Mid-week next week I may have some super news to report so check back (no, I'm not pregnant).
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I joined NaNoWriMo yesterday. The Grandpa joined today. I'll give you a whole post about that another day.
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For my next dog I want a miniature schnauzer because Lulu will probably still be too little for a Very Small Dog like a Yorkie or a chihuahua.
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We turned our heater on yesterday evening.
I may have more to say later...
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Expanding Our Search
Husbandguy isn't having any luck finding a job here in our "world-class city." Or even particularly nearby. So we're expanding our search. We're still staying pretty local at the moment - you know, anywhere between Atlanta and Raleigh - but I don't think he'd automatically say no to someplace else.
So if you know anyone looking for a Project Engineer with Land Development expertise, let us know!
So if you know anyone looking for a Project Engineer with Land Development expertise, let us know!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Husbanguy Must Be Lucky or Something
Yesterday, Husbandguy's gas light came on in his car, but every gas station we passed except for 1 had bags over the pumps and/or caution tape stretched out blocking them. That 1 station that had gas also had a line. And apparently their gas is better than everyone else's because it was about 40¢ more than the local average price. Maybe it's made of gold... Anyway, he didn't get gas there, which I admit, made me slightly nervous. Because his gas light was on. Instead, he brought me home and took my car, which had about ¼ of a tank and went in search of a real gas station. He found one in no time where the gas was 40¢ less than the place where maybe the gas is magical. And there was no line. And they had enough gas that he could fill my tank and then come get his car and fill it too. It was cool. And kind of lucky.
Still, keep sending your positive energy (however you do that) his way. We're still waiting.
Still, keep sending your positive energy (however you do that) his way. We're still waiting.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
This and That
Husbandguy had a meeting with a recruiter yesterday who works for a company that is having trouble placing people for the same reason HG needs to be placed. Still, they have HG's resume and I'm sure HG made a good impression so maybe he'll be at the top of their list if something does come along. Stupid economy.
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Pete and I are going on a little trip in a couple of weeks so she can meet a whole bunch of my relatives who are related to Moomie. It's in Ohio. Know what I'm most excited about? It gets cool there at night! Like it should in September. We will have to wear jackets! Yes!! Well, that and seeing my family.
There is horseback riding near the park where we'll be staying, and Pete really wants to go horseback riding, but it would be $34 for the two of us to go riding for an hour and that's just not in the books right now. Stupid economy.
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We got a note home in Pete's work planner this week that her teachers would like to have a conference with us. DuhnDuhnDuuhhhn... She is apparently being disruptive, talking to herself and her friends when she and they are supposed to be working. She had this problem last year, too. I am grateful for the conference, but it is only the 3rd week of school! HG can't go because Lulu needs someone to stay with her, but Pete is going with me so she can be part of the plan building.
Oh, and I made her cry yesterday because I caught her in a lie. I wasn't trying to trap her or to make her cry, but she was clearly upset by being found out. She said so.
It's hard being 6, I think.
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Howie is outside right now digging in the mud. Our poor carpet.
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Pete and I are going on a little trip in a couple of weeks so she can meet a whole bunch of my relatives who are related to Moomie. It's in Ohio. Know what I'm most excited about? It gets cool there at night! Like it should in September. We will have to wear jackets! Yes!! Well, that and seeing my family.
There is horseback riding near the park where we'll be staying, and Pete really wants to go horseback riding, but it would be $34 for the two of us to go riding for an hour and that's just not in the books right now. Stupid economy.
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We got a note home in Pete's work planner this week that her teachers would like to have a conference with us. DuhnDuhnDuuhhhn... She is apparently being disruptive, talking to herself and her friends when she and they are supposed to be working. She had this problem last year, too. I am grateful for the conference, but it is only the 3rd week of school! HG can't go because Lulu needs someone to stay with her, but Pete is going with me so she can be part of the plan building.
Oh, and I made her cry yesterday because I caught her in a lie. I wasn't trying to trap her or to make her cry, but she was clearly upset by being found out. She said so.
It's hard being 6, I think.
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Howie is outside right now digging in the mud. Our poor carpet.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Once Upon a Time
Many, many years ago, there was a young mother, we'll call her Mommy's Nintendo (MN), who worked every weekday from 8 to 5 as an admin or something similar. MN made quite a name for herself all the places she worked because she seemed to be the only person in the office who could really use Microsoft Office. It wasn't just Word; MN knew the whole suite, Excel, Access, PowerPoint, all of it. And people were amazed by little things like the fact that MN knew how to turn off the office assistant (although, honestly, the cute little paperclip taught MN a lot of what she knew about MS Office, including how to get rid of him) and that MN could make their spreadsheets do fabulously complicated calculations with just a few clicks or keystrokes. MN knew other things too, like what to do when your keyboard stopped typing or the little orange light on the front of your printer started blinking. As a result, MN earned a reputation as a "tech person," which frankly made MN laugh (and almost got her in trouble once when she was placed in a temp job that required her to know how to do server stuff based on that reputation - she figured it out).
Then MNtricked talked her husband into letting her be a stay-at-home-mom and for years her "tech" skills were shelved.
But not anymore, MN, the go-to person for spreadsheets and formatting, the locator of lost emails, the queen of duplexing is back! Although now she is not being paid, unfortunately... MN is surrounded by people who need her help, people who say, "I can't do that," when MN knows better than anyone that yes they could if they looked it up. But she's not telling them that. Oh no. Seriously. Would you?
And MN is content. Because she is needed. And revered...
Then MN
But not anymore, MN, the go-to person for spreadsheets and formatting, the locator of lost emails, the queen of duplexing is back! Although now she is not being paid, unfortunately... MN is surrounded by people who need her help, people who say, "I can't do that," when MN knows better than anyone that yes they could if they looked it up. But she's not telling them that. Oh no. Seriously. Would you?
And MN is content. Because she is needed. And revered...
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Well, There Goes that Plan (also: Lulu's 1st Morning)
Today was supposed to be my first day to have alone time and get things done. PTA things, cleaning Lulu's room, things like that. Lulu started back to preschool this morning (more on that later), and since she would be gone all morning and sleep most of the afternoon, that was supposed to mean that I could do whatever I wanted/needed to do around here without interference. But no! That's not going to happen. Thank you, Husbandguy's former employer. Stupid economy!
HG and I took Lulu to her first day together (because we can), and since it's the first week, we walked her to her classroom and left her at the door. We had to call her back for hugs. That kid was ready! I'm not sure I'm going to miss her as much as I did at first last year, but it sure wasn't easy leaving her there. HG rolled his eyes at me while we were walking back to the car because I was just chattering on about nothing. So I told him not to roll his eyes because it was either talk or cry, and he didn't roll them anymore (who wants to deal with MN crying? really). Fortunately the dog had a doctor appointment this morning right after we took Lulu so that took my mind off of leaving my baby. Until now. Sigh!
HG and I took Lulu to her first day together (because we can), and since it's the first week, we walked her to her classroom and left her at the door. We had to call her back for hugs. That kid was ready! I'm not sure I'm going to miss her as much as I did at first last year, but it sure wasn't easy leaving her there. HG rolled his eyes at me while we were walking back to the car because I was just chattering on about nothing. So I told him not to roll his eyes because it was either talk or cry, and he didn't roll them anymore (who wants to deal with MN crying? really). Fortunately the dog had a doctor appointment this morning right after we took Lulu so that took my mind off of leaving my baby. Until now. Sigh!
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