Man, I have done a LOT of sleeping this weekend. Molly, too. We’re still getting used to our new medication so most of our weekend looked like this:
Everything has felt really weird this weekend. Like, the world is moving in slow motion. Mom said I’m stoned. Does that mean I’m turning into a rock? I don’t want to be a rock!!! I want to live!!! Moooooooooommmmmmmm!!!
Mom: Noodle, calm down. That’s not what that means.
What does it mean then?!?!
Mom: It means your medicine is making you feel funny.
Oooooohhhhh! Then I am REALLY, REALLY stoned! Is that why I keep staring off into space?
Mom: Exactly why.
Well, on the good side, no storms came through this weekend to test the medicine – thank dog! I’m not ready to test it. I spent a lot of time in Mom’s arms just in case.
Speaking of Mom, as everyone knows, it’s Mother’s Day. We all worked really hard on Mom’s gift this year. Ready to see it???
It’s an armadillo purse! BOL! BOL! BOL!
Dad told Mom that Macy caught it, Molly scared it out of it’s skin, I sewed it all together, and then Macy chewed the ears. Truth be told, he got it at the flea market but shhh.. it’s a secret!
Dad really thought Mom would use it but she said no way because #1: just no, and #2: someone will throw red paint at her. I don’t know why someone would throw red paint at her but that’s what she said would happen.
Oh well. We all got a laugh out of it.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the Mom’s that love us to pieces. Especially my Mom ❤