On cohabitation or marriage

This morning Eric decided he would get up before me to take the puppy out and clean up the kitchen. The puppy is, of course, not yet trained so there is alway shit and piss to clean up. Anyway, I walk in the kitchen to help and Eric is smearing the shit across the floor into the grout between the tiles. I get angry because I do not understand why he can not just pick up the shit instead of wiping is across the floor. Why? Why is it so hard for men to properly clean up a mess? Have you ever seen a man clean up a liquid spill? They wipe it everywhere. The spill could be taking up a square foot and a man will wipe it around in an area twice that size to clean it up. I would put something on top of it to soak it up and then clean inwards toward the center of the spill so as no to make the mess any bigger. Makes sense.

The Unit

There is a large angry man strapped to a stretcher in the seclusion room down the hall. He has begun to yell a bit and I'm torn between wanting to know what's going on and not wanting to risk getting my ass beat. Should be an interesting day on the unit.

And then we got married and got a puppy!

We got married on March 6th at 5:30 p.m. It was wonderful and we had so much fun. It was just what we wanted and so many of our friends and family were there to support us.

This past Wednesday, March 24th, we drove to Greenwood to pick up the new addition to our family. Her name is Mia Maude and she is a Havanese. So far, she has been just lovely even when she woke me up at 2AM and Eric didn't even hear her cries!