My brother had his daughter this weekend and she was extremely fussy and would cry if you just looked at her wrong. I love kids and all, but this weekend really made me second guess wanting to have an infant. :/ I told my mother, "That's it, I'm adopting a 2 year old that can at least tell me what is wrong when they're crying."
And on top of that the internet has been out at home, but I did vid some, so yay. :) The cable guy is supposed to be out to check out the internert problem since my brother is home today. I stayed home Monday 'cause our washing machine aggitator is broken, so the guy had to order a part and couldn't come back out until yesterday, so now the washing machine is fixed.
I'm glad I was home though because around 3:00 I was standing in the kitchen when one of my dogs just spazzed out and ran into the wall, the table and the sliding glass door! I told the vet, it was almost like he didn't know what he was doing, he was just so out of it. I calmed him down but then he was having trouble standing right, his back legs were really shaky. Of course he was fine and hyper as ever by the time the vet saw him. The vet wasn't sure what it was, but he did some blood work to make sure nothing was out of whack. He thinks it possibly could've been a small seizure, but he said animals ususally won't run like that... *sigh* who knows, I was just a little freaked yesterday. I really don't deal with stressful situations well at all...
Well since I wasn't here at work Monday or yesterday I have a lot of work to catch up on, so I'll write again later.