1.29.2012

There's not a doubt in my mind that my dog loves me, a lot. But there's also no doubt that I have been tremendously boring to her lately. That's why I'm glad we have no yard. Yes, that's right, I'm glad. When I found this out about my new house, it was the only letdown. But, in reality it has somewhat saved my sanity. It forces me to walk her all the time, which forces me to step away and get some much needed fresh air, day or night. My favorite walk this week was at midnight in the dumping snow. I slipped and fell in the middle of the icy covered road and as my butt hit the cold, hard ground I burst into laughter immediately. It echoed in the silence of winter. Here we were, Daphnie and I, living life. Boring or not, falling or laughing (or both, simultaneously.)