Upstairs, VeggieGirl and the HuggaMutt are still asleep, due to the low light. The kitchen is bright and cheery because the VG repainted all the surfaces and repaired cat-scratched wall paper yesterday. So I will let her sleep. I'll need her energy to get me through the upcoming wedding of Mama- and PapaDog.
Update: VeggieGirl has an interview with Cingular. She loves Cingular and her phone. Guess young girls do. She really needs steady work, so I hope she interviews well. Don't much care about Cingular, myself, though.
Just three months and few thousand dollars later, we will have a welcome addition to the Little Pond. He's already here and already welcome, but it will be official. Funny to remember him riding flat on his back on a skateboard past the house, several years ago. Didn't realize then that he was looking to impress MammaDog (years before she was MammaDog...); he certainly impressed me. He saluted, as much as he could without upsetting the precarious balance of his stunt. I saluted back: our first interaction!
Soon he will be my ever-loving son in law. 'Bout time, too.