Good things happen here

Kid cuddles, magazine reading, unbloggable things...the kids are spending the weekend at Grandma's and I plan to spend a lot of time here.

Do you think the lamp shades should be a different color?

Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance

When Anna was sick, he kept her company on the couch.

I am vacillating through the first four stages of grief that I learned in 10 grade health class, and I am nowhere near Acceptance.  But I do promise to blog about something more uplifting tomorrow, I am just not up for it today.

Bad Dream

My puppy was killed yesterday when another dog broke through a fence and attacked him.  It was a horrific scene witnessed by my small children, and we are all pretty traumatized.  I am thankful though for my wonderful neighbors who cried and mourned with me yesterday, for my bff who threw me and my broken and bloody dog in her BMW and drove around like a mad woman and then bought me new clothes so I wouldn't have to go home in my bloody ones and scare the kids even more, and for my husband who held me all night while I cried.