Monday, Monday, Monday.....

Ahhhh it's Monday, my least favorite day of the week. Nothing I can do about it but to tackle it full speed ahead. I had a great weekend. My date with Rye Pie was wonderful. How can you not have a total blast with this face?

I'm not sure what it is about boys and sticks and weapons but they are born with the need to stab at something, I'm convinced it's just how they are. He had about 8 inches of mud on him after we got done playing in the creek. It was too funny, he could barely lift his feet.

Of course then I had to get him in the bathtub to wash off all of that boy in him, I mean mud on him!

Notice Bella-Boo is guarding him intently! I think she was wondering why it wasn't me in there and why some little punk was. She always sits there when I take a bath. It's the strangest cat you've ever seen. She's part dog!

Bubbs got some of his pictures from his hunting trip I giggled at a few of them.

Like this one, laying in a field hiding, like the birds aren't gonna see him. It cracked me up.

Or this one, here you're all decked out with a bright orange and white dog! DUH......

At least he had a great time. I'm glad he got away for a little bit.

                               These are the ducks he shot!

I have been running my baby girl all over town. She's working two jobs jsut because she can. She loves working which I shouldn't be complaining about, right? It could be worse! I'm happy because it's keeping her busy and she's happy.

I've been talking a bit to the boyfriend. I think he's getting the picture. I hope anyway. I'm optomistic which is a good thing. I don't know where it will go but it won't be swept under the carpet, like I think he would prefer. That's not how I roll. I just can't do it when there's been feelings that are this hurt. I hope he is starting to see that his life is better with me in it.

I'll be back tomorrow, I've got to chase chickens today. XOXO