Monday Updates

(1)  MiMi is a rockstar with people.  She LOVES everyone.  Met the kids and was so stinking sweet.  We think she's starting the first phase of heat -- licking, frequently urination ... and all dogs asking crazy around her.  I rush ordered dog diapers.  We'll find out our plan for the next couple of weeks today.  She slept in my bed most of the night because I'm a sucker.  We spooned all night -- seriously love this girl.

Some of my what-did-I-do has worn off.  I tell everyone -- first 72 hours with all fosters is HARD.  Yet, I was panicking.  For her, for me, for our littles.

I finally posted about Mimi's arrival on social media.  Pittie lovers have come out in such support about what a wonderful breed of dog and how human fear of them is conditioned.  Sadly, some pits were bred and abused to be fighters and now the world is scared of them.  ANY dog has to be trained and socialized.  ANY dog can be aggressive.  And, of course, the larger the dog, the bigger the consequences for a human mistake.  It takes time for both of us to trust each other.  Don't be DUMB (our motto).  We're protecting our little dogs (as we would introducing any dog), but we can't operate from FEAR -- we need to operate from SMART.






(2)  Wish I'd go into heat.  Hello, Menopause (peri, at least).  Guess no period this month.  Guess that's why I'm an emotional hot mess.  Crying, laughing, crying, laughing.  You get the idea.  Hubby is frantically realizing this could be life for the next 5-10 years LOL.  Now he's crying too.

I couldn't wait to start this process to have it FINISHED, but I wanted it to start AFTER I have all my big events this year -- hah.  I thought I was narrowly in the clear to not have a period during the travel and wedding and now it's all willy nilly.  Why can't I have what I want, just as I want? ... it's like I'm not in charge (!!)

(3)  I've had no appetite for the last 2 days.  The first day we got Mimi I didn't eat at all -- not one bite.  Yesterday I had a few bites at lunch and a few bites of dinner.  My monthly issue?  My emotional issue?  I have no idea.  I have a cold sore the size of Alaska -- maybe I'm sick?

BTW, not complaining.  I have 2 sizes (or about 1.5 sizes) to move through to fit into my clothes.  As long as I'm not seriously ill -- I'll take it!  It can get me off the eating train.  I cooked lots of great food for the Super Bowl and didn't eat any of it.  Wow -- menopause ME is a whole new woman LOL.

(4)  I have a HUGE list of books I want to read and I haven't read in days.  Not sure what's up with that since I'm sequestered with MiMi in my bedroom or office.  Perfect time to read.  I'm going to figure that out this week.  Possibly, I'm not in the mood for the book I chose.  Stay tuned ... I'll share the list.


That's all from this land of brain crazy.  2020 is proving to be a powerful year of NOTHING AS I EXPECTED.  Yet, somehow, I remember asking for an adventure (although, to be fair, I meant a spa weekend).  Happy Monday.  Later gators.