In other news, this month has been crazy. Life will continue to be crazy until July-ish. I will survive! It's been (and will be) birthdays and dog problems and weddings (and showers) and tornado warnings and graduations and housesitting. I'm excited for it to all be overrrrr. It has been fun, though, mostly; I feel like I've lived a few months worth of events all crammed into one. Zilla has a spinal injury, which is very not fun. We don't know what happened, but it will be a few weeks of no jumping, running, or being bowled over by Henry (all of those have still happened, just less than usual), accompanied by steroids and pain meds. If there's further damage, it could possibly mean surgery. The worst case is paralysis, so we cringe every time something happens. We spent a whole day earlier this week going to the e-vet and then the regular vet after a sleepless night. I cried a lot. She's our baby. So to keep her from jumping, we've been making big pallets on the floor and sitting with her down here at the coffee table. We also have to keep stuff on the furniture and keep the doors to the other rooms closed. I've been beading a lot and watching the X-Files. I like to tell my husband that the dogs and I love sci-fi and Lifetime movies, but the truth is they just sleep and fart the whole time. I know this is only barely bead-related, but it feels good to write it all down! Sorry, beading audience! At least I'm beading through the stress.
Lastly, I'll probably be incommunicado for a few weeks, but I'll think of you often and I will bead like crazy. Promise.
With lots of stressed-out love,
Lindsay.
