**Bobbio **- me too. Just finished ours. Once again, we owe the Feds. It’s as if I’ll never be able to achieve my goal of being within $100 of my tax obligation. Either our income changes or (for this year) we lost a dependent. I don’t mind paying my fair share, but dang, why does it have to be so difficult?
Well, gotta get cleaned up and head to the marina. Laterz…
I’ll start. I had some fun times with wildlife yesterday.
Soon it will be dig out the firepit time. Hopefully this will not lead to Brain Whiney Kid Over the Head with the Shovel Time, but he seems to be muzzled right now. (That kid whined for three. straight. hours. yesterday morning. Fortunately his father decided a hotel room would be more conducive to household peace than staying here last night.)
FCM, the office I work in is pretty small, so we don’t have constant babies – except that this is the second one in a year. I guess when you have several women in or near their early 30s that sort of thing is going to happen. 
Blurf. I must go clean up.
ETA: it didn’t snow. Lying bastards. It’s windy as hell, though. Brrrrrr.
Good morning everyone. I’ve been up for a good while, caffienating, etc.
We got the weight bench put together yesterday. Today, we’re supposed to work out on it. Hmmm, hubby is still in bed and it’s 9:30 in the morning.
It snow all day and into the night yesterday. It finally started sticking and we had probably a good couple of inches. As of right now, the sun is out and the snow is starting to melt off just a little.
There really isn’t much else going on here. I’m sitting here enjoying the peace and quiet for the moment.
Hi, everybody. I meant to come back sooner, but first my week-long trip to Seattle to take care of my mom turned into two days shy of a full month (and I still feel like I should be there, she’s still nowhere near well), and then it’s taken me a week just to catch up on my sleep and recover from my total exhaustion of taking care of Mom all day and working all night. But I’m baaaack!
Thanks for the kind thoughts about Rusty. It’s really strange, except for not eating and not being quite as energetic as usual, he seems quite healthy. And yet he has a football-sized tumor in his lower abdomen that is growing so aggressively you can practically see it expanding as you watch him! He’s in no pain at all, can still pee fine, enjoys his foot but can’t eat much because his poor intestines are squeezed into about an inch-wide space between the tumor and his diaphragm, and so is almost totally unable to poop now – so we’ve decided that we want him to go out while he’s still happy and having good days. So tomorrow is definitely the day. 
We took him on a last trip to the dog beach this afternoon since the weather cooperated perfectly – 70° and sunny – and I got some cute photos of him and Isaac:
Rusty retrieving his toy
Rusty stealing another dog’s duck decoy with Isaac looking on
Rusty looking off into the distance
and, of course, Isaac retrieving his ball, over and over and over and over and over and…
So now we’re all going to spend a quiet rest of the day, and once Rusty dries off I’ll give him a good brushing so he feels good, and then he’ll get yummy ground turkey and rice for dinner again, and I really, really hope he just goes to sleep tonight and doesn’t wake up. If not, we’ll take him in to the vet tomorrow. We are really, really going to miss that silly dog…
Anyway, I haven’t read anything, but will try to join in more starting tomorrow. Hi to anybody who’s started hanging out here since I last dropped by; it’s hard to stay away from this place too long, I’ve found! And assorted other hugs, yays, boos as appropriate.
Hi Mama T, I’m so pleased to see you back.
I am sorry about poor Rusty though. It sounds like you’re making a very nice time of it for him.
I’m sorry to read of your mother’s health issues too. I don’t know what’s going on, but I hope things improve soon.
Sigh, I have to go lift weights now…:rolleyes::dubious:
House is open - it’s loverly out there! We got the batteries installed on the boat, and did a few more chores. Then daughter and I did a grocery run. I’ve got a dozen eggs boiling for aig sallit. **FCD **just got home - he twisted his knee, so he quit for the day. He’ll be there tomorrow for the launch, so he’ll finish the last of the buffing in the morning.
That’s all. Back to knitting…
We’re trying to make his last couple of days very enjoyable, Taters. As a dear friend pointed out, better to have him go out happy and, if not at the top of his game, at least at the middle, rather than wait until he’s suffering and miserable. We couldn’t do that to him, poor baby, so he’s getting spoiled rotten – I even gave him a couple bites of cheese to snack on! And considering the normal gaseous response he produces to cheese, that’s pretty darned noble of me! 
At least we have a thousand fun and silly memories of him. And as one guy at the beach said, “Maybe there’s a dog heaven,” to which I replied, “If I can’t see him in heaven, I’m not going!” You know how you have one ultra-special pet? Rusty is that one for me. I doubt there’ll ever be another one like him; he’s been my boy since the first day he walked in our home, and he still is.
{{{{MamaTigs}}}}
{{MamaTigs}} - give Rusty some skritches from me.
WOWCrack Roommate is moving out. I’m not sad to see the back of Whiney Kid but WOWCrack himself and his older kid are nice guys. So now the roommate search begins again. Joy.
So sorry to hear about Rusty, MamaTigs; many hugs to the Tigs family and good on you for making Rusty’s last days as nice as possible.
It’s good to have you back again!
Back to work tomorrow. Enjoy the last of the weekend, all.
Just skimmed today’s posts.
Sorry to read about Rusty. Hugs to snowbunny and the Tigses. And skritches to Rusty. 
Glad to see Spaz will be starting us out.
Am off to bed to finish acquiring additional energy so that I have a reasonable week, I hope.
Happy almost Monday, all.
GT
Hugs to you and scritches to Rusty.
Spaz- can I move in? :dubious:
If you don’t mind taking the living room.
It’s bedtime, so here’s the new MMP.
