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This is the monster known as Truman. He is only 6 months old. He'll be 7 months here in about a week. When we took him to the vet last he was 77 lbs. Yep, huge. Mr. S. wanted a huge dog...welp, he won. I, myself, wanted something more of the 10-20 lb. variety. We are very far from that. No good. I love the big dork though. He can be a big pain in the ass, but he can also be a sweetheart.



I survived parent/teacher conferences. Thank goodness! There were some interesting people, that’s for sure…it really explains some of those kids and their choices. *sigh* If I were keeping a list of excuses, I should have started it last night, because I heard ‘em all.
Today was a nice half work-day. I stayed a little later and cleaned my classroom. I am a little cluttery, I’m not gonna lie. I cleaned and got some important things done. I still have stuff to do though, which sucks. Seems like there is ALWAYS something to do.
Now I am home, with the dog, which doesn’t quit barking. Ever. I would love a nap. Love. Will this happen? Doubtful. The backyard is nasty, squishy, and super muddy, so I can’t put him back there while I get some shut-eye. Damn.
Busy weekend ahead. My mom is coming here tomorrow and I have no idea what we are going to do, and I still need to clean the house. Again, damn.
I hope everyone else has a wonderful weekend!!