
Bleah, tired today. (okay, someday I really should go back and check to see how many of my psots start that way...) Hubby had a presentation to prepare, and was dragging his feet something fierce, last night. Which meant that I ended up staying up too late so that I could provide microsoft answers. (even though he was actually using OpenOffice programs...)
In other news... went to a baby shower for my cousin on Saturday, drove over with SIL B. She and I have never spent very much time together - as just the two of us. So that was actually new, and really neat. Way back when she and my brother got together I kinda got the impression she didn't like me- mostly because she never talked to me. I think now that she and I are just both kinda shy at times and we take awhile to open up to people. (well in person anyway. ;) ) So now we've been hanging out a lot more (usually as a foursome) so we've been talking more- and this is cool. I no longer thinks she dislikes me. ;)
Saw several cousins that I wasn't expecting to see- which was great. Didn't have a whole lot of time to talk to them, but what little there time I did have was entertaining. My 14-year old second cousin (? child of a first cousin) showed me the names she had picked for her future child. I just smiled as I read them and thought they were neat- and made a passing comment how she may change her mind. (Dunno about any of you, but I wouldn't want to give my child middle names that included Chaos or Confusion...)
Sunday was obedience class. Kyle did pretty well, though he has decided that little Ella IS his girlfriend, and he wanted to make babies. Sadly, both are lacking the necessary bits. He was not happy about being pulled off her. Brat. Achilles the mastiff was just as placid as ever. He did come somewhat alert when food was offered. The class worked on 'loose leash walking' of course when the instructor took Kyle out to see how he did- he was lovely. Then she left and he went back to being himself. Walks are now more often 'step, step, stop. step, step, step, stop.' But I think we're making improvements. He still REALLY wants to greet other dogs though. He scared two puppies at PetSmart, they didn't want to say hello at all. Today he met one that didn't go so well. Hackles were raised and hubby and the other dogs owner pulled the boys apart before they got into it. I used to be really nervous about that- but as I watched today, I could tell that they weren't getting along and that letting them stay so close (on leash) was just going to ask for trouble. So I'm reading the interactions better, which gives me more confidence in deal with him and the matter of other dogs.
Ah well, live and learn, isn't that what they say? :) Going to go home now- try to say cool since it's way too friggin hot outside.