A while ago I posted this, wherein I described the wonders of seeing what people have entered into Google to find my blog. Here are some more.

•  FUCKING DOG
• ugly puppy (I take personal offense to this one)
• man fuck dog (y’all really, really need to seek help here, mmmkay?)
• hermione scissors cut locks of hair
• dogs snuggling

I like how I started a blog with the tagline of “a recently liberal Christian” and it’s changed into a Mommy-blog, only instead of a baby, a dog. Eh, what can ya do. I still am a liberal, though. And a Christian. So there’s that.

Mah leetle baby is growin’ up. It’s true. I swear to God, Allah, Buddha, Sponge Bob, Whomever, that she was bigger when I picked her up from JS after the cruise. Still gangly as all get out, though. Even though everyone warned me to beware of “puppy fever”, I’m loving her more and more each day. She’s getting less bitey….I think loosing the baby teeth is helping. It’s harder to pick her up, and when she bowls into me while playing fetch she almost knocks me over.

But, the best thing ever, is that she’s getting snugly now. She likes to watch TV with me at night. For a while. Eventually she gets distracted and starts playing, or she gets bored and goes to her crate to sleep. It’s so fun, though, when she curls up on my legs. And she still has her puppy Mohawk. Awesome.

She’s also a little more obedient…when the it suits her, of course. I know she knows her cues, sometimes she would just rather go sniff that leaf, because, you know, it’s different than all the OTHER leaves she’s sniffed.

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The world. She is still swaying.

We docked back in LA yesterday morning and I immediately drove family to the airport. It was odd; everything was go go go and then suddenly it’s done and even my mother is abandoning me. I’m actually looking forward to going back to work and getting my life back on schedule, though. And preferably stationary.

The cruise went better than expected. I remember now why I don’t ever drink liquor. (Hey, I’ve only had one and I don’t feel anything. I should have another. Still feel sober, how about another? Guys? I loves yous so much! Lemme buy us some drinks.) That being said? I was never “the drunk one” of the crowd. Kind of scary, actually. I got some cheap stuff in Baja (and sorry to disappoint, but I did NOT return with any bags of goodies from Pharmacy! Free Viagra!! Pain Pills! 50% off with cash purchase!).

I managed to find some extended family members who are also democrats! Yay! And even one who’s gay! Yay! We were still the minority, of course, but it was nice. Some of my  family acted like dicks, but that was to be expected.  The hardest part are the ones who act nice and lure you into a false sense of friendship before they shed their skin and reveal their True Nature (which is often scaly and green and smells of a combination of dirty feet and adolescent boy who uses too much Axe Spray).

The Anniversary Night was OK. Rough at the end, but that was also aided by the many Dirty Martini’s that found their way into my hands (thanks random cruise guests!).  But, it’s over and past and 2008 is going to be a wonderful year, once I can find my fucking equilibrium.

More later. I gotta lie down now.

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