saturday

We saw Marley and Me today. It was a good movie version of the book. We cried a lot at the end, despite it being interrupted by a fire alarm (and it was raining outside, grrr). I like Owen Wilson and I love Alan Arkin and the dogs were faithful mirrors of the real Marley.

We came home and the hubby made dal in his new pressure cooker. Yum. The dogs were annoyed that we made them wait to take a walk and have their dinner and kept trying to sneak up on the couch while we were eating.

This being home all day thing has been great. I am so dreading going back to work. I hope that'll fade over the course of this second week off, but I have a bad feeling that it won't, and that the next several months are going to be tough. That makes me sad, but there isn't really anything I can do about it, except try to change my attitude.

I know, I know. Good luck with that.