Sailing Away!

As I write today, Laney is once again resting comfortably on my lap. She seems to love the warmth of being close to me. I too love her keeping me warm as the cool days of fall are upon us. I love to travel in the beautiful fall and I recently listened to a song about sailing away as plastic bags do at times. Every once in a while a plastic bag will escape the garbage and sail through the air. I have wondered where it may sail to and have thought it would be fun to follow it. I not so sure Laney would follow me and the bag. She seems to have a fear of plastic bags, it is as if the bag is alive. I let Laney out in the yard one day and she did not return to the door. Sometime later I found her crouched in the corner of the yard shaking as a plastic bag whipped through the air around her head. I went to rescue her and grabbed the bag to show her that it was harmless. Unfortunately, she was not convinced. So much for sailing away with the bag, because without Laney the journey would not be any fun.

Money Pit

I was sitting and talking to my dad on the phone and discussing how my life seems to stuck in a money pit since I returned home. Everyday has been a home owners nightmare. First the garage door decided it was tired of going up and down and its torsion springs snapped from stress, sort of how I feel some days. Then the drain upstairs in our master bath decided it was to full and erupted flooding the bath. And to top it off the hot water tank said I'm not sticking around and went out with a bang. And just when I thought nothing else could happen my husband went to the garage and discovered the roof couldn't hold its water and leaked through the dry wall on to his car. I wonder if depends will stop the leak. Well so much for a savings account, which I renamed spending account. As I sat there talking, I looked over at Laney and decided if theres an after life I want to be a dog. I told my dad, she really does have it made as my husband always says. She was laying there on her favorite blanket, all stretched out, and snoring. I told my dad, she doesn't have to worry about a pay check or paying taxes. All she has to do is love us as we love her. She eats an all natural organic food, sleeps whenever, plays, and leaves the rest for us to clean up. Now thats a worry free life. As I write this she is curled up on my lap sleeping.