I am a bad blogger. It's true. Sometimes it comes easy, and sometimes I can't think of a thing to say. Kinda like now.
Easter was nice. I was in charge of the ward Easter Egg hunt! I have been stuffing eggs for the last 3 weeks. Close to 2000. I am tired of Easter Eggs. But the party was a success and I have my office back now - no more Easter Eggs.
What's worse is that I had stuffed about 500 eggs, and Rusty got ambitious one afternoon when I was busy, and decided to see what was inside.
Sometimes I wonder why I have a dog. It's a good thing that he has more good attributes than bad ones. Cause the bad ones are pretty annoying. He simply can't be trusted with food -period!
He's like an alcoholic. He wants to be good. He knows he should be good, but he always falls off the wagon.
He needs therapy!
3 comments:
its about time...I was tired of reading about you being a pioneer :)
With each story you are confirming why I don't have a dog. You keep talking about the redeeming attributes but just what are they??
And what up with the 2,000 eggs? What kind of Pagan ward do you belong to anyway?
I am an over-achiever! It was a dang good hunt though. (We do have a huge primary!)
And about the dog... He is man's best friend. You just can't put it into words. You just have to own one to know what I am talking about. Every kid needs a dog.
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