SINCE MONDAY

Since Monday:

Charlie had surgery on his broken leg. They shaved above his hip and the entire back leg except for his foot and now he looks even more pitiful. I picked him up from the vet yesterday. He is under strict crate arrest and he does not like it. He is supposed to rest and remain still for the next FOUR weeks. He protests his crate sentence so hard the crate actually starts rocking. Last night, I thought he was going to turn it over. I don't believe this is what "strict crate rest" meant. On top of that, he has to wear one of those "cones of shame". It keeps getting caught on the sides of his crate and he gets stuck. He has given me some of the dirtiest and most pitiful looks since he has been home. He does get to walk and go outside on a short leash so that I can control him and keep him from running or jumping, but he isn't too happy about this either. Lola (aka Mightmouse) is so excited he is back and outside with her she runs figure eights around him nonstop. It is irritating both me and Charlie to no end. The man of the house left to go out of town yesterday morning but will be back tonight. It will be much easier with the two of us here.

Thank goodness for the light sedative I can give him every six hours!

It does wonders for us all!

I took #3 to the doctor because she was having trouble catching her breathe during soccer games. She has been playing soccer since she was five and plays in a position that runs the length of the entire field all during the game. She rarely comes out of the game and her games are over an hour long. So she is not out of shape. After all of these years, all of sudden, she has sports induced asthma. They prescribed an inhaler to use before games and practices. So now that is one more thing to remember everynight when she is packing up her "suitcases" for school.

My birthday was on Tuesday. The man of the house and I went to #3's soccer game and then from there the three of us went to eat at Bonefish Grill. I love their food. The older girls are coming home one day this weekend and then we will do something with the whole family. A big box was delivered by Fed X and it is sitting on the hearth in the den. I get to open that up then too. The man of the house also gave me a pair of Tory Burch flats that I have wanted for a while.

I love them, but the elastic on the back is a little intense and it pushes/smashes your toes against the front. I let #3 wear them to school to stretch them out for me! HA! She wears a half size larger shoe than I do and her foot is also wider. Worked great! She softened them up and stretched them perfectly! She didn't mind that they were too small for her either!

#1 found out that her BF (of three years) can't go to her sorority's formal Friday night. He plays rugby and his team is in the playoffs. They have a game in Tennessee on Saturday that he just told her about it. I am not sure how long he has known though, but what I do know is that she was so upset. Formals are big, it is like the prom. There are dresses, hair and nail appointments, shoes to buy and tuxes to rent. She had been talking about and looking forward to this for a long time. I felt so bad for her when she called and told me. She didn't think she would be able to find anyone else to go with her at such late notice, but after the word got around the sorority house, someone found her a date. It is a friend of another one of the guys that is going. I know that it is going to be a little weird for her to go with someone she doesn't even know, especially after dating someone for so many years, but I am just happy she is going. She loves dancing, so as long as he doesn't have to left feet she will have fun. She is in college and these are things that she will remember the most when she is older. I would hate for her to look back and remember watching everyone else getting ready and feeling so left out. As far as I know, the BF encouraged her to go.... so good for him.

Not too much going on today. I guess I will hang around the house and be Charlie's nurse. Sometimes it is nice to have something that keeps you home for a few days.