i've written about a million blog posts in my head.
in the shower.
awkward, i know.
and every time i sit down to write, i have about a million other things that need to be done, and blogging seems so frivolous.
lots is going on and i believe we're on the brink of a new beginning. and by we, i mean the hubster and i, our business, my new business, and much, much more.
hence the swirling brain activity.
i have this innocent-looking miniature dachshund. well, actually, i have three. and they're all rather innocent-looking, but they pack waaaaay more personality into their squatty little bodies than should be in a package that small.
the smallest, and newest, bailey, is pretty much a party waiting to happen. she loves toys. and stuffed animals. and disembowling stuffed animals. especially if they squeak. she will work it until the squeaker is destroyed, and polyester fiberfill is strewn all about.
she is a ruthless little thing. all innocent-looking, but with a heart like ice–when it comes to squeaky toys.
so today, i had a weak moment in the krogers. little toys were on sale, so i bought one that looked like it could withstand jaws-o-death.
but the real question is… can i withstand the ear assault as she works to try to de-squeak this toy? because it has a squeaking mechanism that looks indestructible.
i seriously have had to put this toy up three or four times today because i cannot hear my brain swirling.
innocent… hah! what a joke.