HELL.A

So my dog is getting walked by my neighbor upstairs. How nice. I am crossing my fingers, saying a little prayer that she is running willingly and doesn't die because she is so fat. She ate before she went, good move mom, and is lazy so I will either see them both back shortly or just my neighbor because Lucy died on the trail. So cross your fingers.

I worked last night, and it went amazing. I hate going into work, but when I have nice smooth nights I love my job, go figure. I love when the kids enjoy and WANT to spend their mornings with Miss Natalie. It makes me feel so loved. I have work at 2:30 at the Jewish school, and though I hate to say to go watch over spoiled, loud, rich Jewish children and use the derogatory term, I am going to keep my mouth shut. Probably a good choice.

I am so ready for a good night's rest and for my eyes to stop feeling like they haven't had any sleep for a day. Hopefully I will get a couple hours before work and then it will be caffeine pills and coffee until six. SO I am going to try and get some shut eye, leave a note on the door for the neighbor to give me the whereabouts of Lucy, and pray Lilly doesn't have too many crazy spasm-dreams. Wish me luck :)

JUST A THOUGHT FOR THE DAY <--- THE WORD HELLA :))

The just got back, 10 minutes later... they made it back alive!