Heartbroken...

It's with a very heavy heart that I write this blog.  Last night we had to make the decision that every pet owner dreads.  We had to put Roxie to sleep.

She was with me for 12 years and gave me unconditional love.  I bought her as a dog for Fritze who didn't handle my divorce really well.  I can't believe it's been that long ago because I can't remember my life without Roxie in it.  She's been there thru it all and always loved me no matter what.

For those of you who don't know, she's been battling Congestive Heart Failure.  The Vet was great with her and amazed that she responded as well as she did to the medications we had to give her.  In the end, she was on 7 pills a day.  It was crazy because I had to get one of those 7 day pill dividers that has the am/pm dividers on it just to keep up with what we had to give her.

I am truly blessed with Tommy.  It was very expensive in the end to keep her comfortable and he never once complained or told me it was too expensive.  She got on his nerves a lot, but he grew to love her too over the last 10 years.  He always used to laugh at him carrying a hot pink leash with a little wimpy dog on the end of it.

She wasn't the best kids dog and she hated other dogs but she had the best personality.  Roxie never once entertained the notion that she was a dog and not a human.  She was a snob, she was jealous, she was the queen bee, but she was always my sweet, sweet girl.

I will always love you Roxie Ann Mize.

Go Texan Day...

It was Go Texan Day at school today. I bought Erin a prairie skirt and vest complete with conchos. It's too cute. We also got a pair of pink cowboy boots. She loves them. We were afraid that she wasn't going to wear the outfit, but in the end she did.

It was touch and go that morning. She was a little whinny and then didn't want to get dressed at all. I finally got her to stay still long enough to get dressed and she cried about putting on the skirt. She wanted to wear a Minnie shirt (as usual). I told her if she could put the outfit on and let me take pictures we could put Minnie on after it. She reluctantly agreed.

Once we were dressed she cried when it was time to take the pictures. I snapped a couple and she wanted to look at them. I told her she needed to stop crying. She climbed in her Minnie Mouse car and wanted her picture taken then too. So, we snapped some with her hair in the breeze. She then wanted to pose for the camera again in front of the wall.

Here's what we got. I just love my little cowgirl!

Ouch!

My brief running career is just about over. I have severe shin splints and have been sidelined for at least 3 weeks. I bought the good shoes it just appears that I tried to do too much too soon and ended up with hurt legs to show for it.

I went to the doctor today because I was afraid I had stress fractures because of how badly my shins were hurting. Turns out it's just a soft tissue (muscle) injury and will resolve it's self with deep tissue massage and therapy. So I have 4 therapy sessions.

My first one was today and it was painful. The exercises weren't too bad, it was the massage that he did on my legs. I thought I was going to come up off the table. Once the initial pain subsided, it felt better. I left there with pink tape on my shins and was told to leave it on for 4 days! It's hot pink!

Erin and Roxie are jealous of the pink tape. Erin calls it a "ding dang" which is what she calls a bandaid. It's too cute.

Crushed...

Erin has her first crush. Tommy is not happy.

There's a little boy in her class that she just started talking about over the weekend. We started our new class on Monday and all she could talk about was going to see Ethan.

So, Tommy checked him out on Monday morning and reported back to me. He's a little blonde boy just as cute as can be. Tommy said Erin pointed him out right away.

When I went to pick her up they told me she didn't take a nap. The teachers and I talked a little bit and it seems that when it was nap time they put her by Ethan. Ms. Hope said they both talked the whole time to each other. I told them about her crush on him and was assured that they would be separated from here on out so they could rest at nap time. Imagine that, a kid of mine likes to talk to boys! Go figure!

Great Neighborhood...

I've said it before, but I'll say it again. I love our street.

The little girls on our street love Erin to bits. They come over almost everyday when we get home and ask if Erin can play.

Today we were outside when one of the girls came over. 3 hours later I had to send her home so Erin could eat supper! They played so good together and so hard. I think Erin will crash when she finally settles down.

Erin and Emily played on her bike, wrote on the sidewalk and played on our swingset for hours. Emma was there too but had to leave to go with her dad, so it was mainly just Emily and Erin. Emily is almost 9 and she is so super good with Erin.

I just love our street and the neighborhood girls. (And don't think I haven't already figured out that they'll be perfect babysitting age in a few years!)