I took Sadie to the vet this morning - a zillion dollars and a bunch of shots later, they tell me that she has "low counts" of a tick-type-thingy. You know you love my technical terms! So I'm all, OMG that can be fatal and stays in the system for life and I live in a city and rarely venture up to the country and give her meds all year-round so how did this happen and so on. The vet is all, simmer down buttercup. OK, she didn't say that exactly. But allow me to just paraphrase a bit. Anyway, a month of pills should get her "levels" (levels of what, I don't have a clue) back to normal. She'll live. I'll live. It's all peachy.

The vet did tell me that if Sadie has another seizure in the next six weeks they will put her on meds. To which I replied, well you better make that a double dose because momma will need them too. She didn't think I was funny. Whatever.

As we were waiting to go into our exam room, another doggy came in. An old German Shepherd with an old gentleman. And the dog was there for his last shot, so to speak. When I overheard this, I started to cry. Right there in the lobby area of the vet. Sheesh I am so stinkin' sensitive when it comes to puppies. This is not the first time this has happened to me either. Years ago when I lived in DC and Sadie Kate was just a puppy it happened too. So there I am a hot mess over a dog I don't even know.


OK, so you are going to think I am nuts (but really, I do believe I have proven this fact time and time again on here so what else is new?) when I confess to you that I bought a juicer this weekend. I used to have one- I think I was like 14. I asked for it for Christmas. Strange, I know. I loved that thing. But the novelty wore off. I'm sure it was eventually donated to a thrift shop or something. Anyway, I've decided that I need to juice again. So this morning I made my first glass of juice. I used what I had in the fridge- apple, carrots, banana (which doesn't juice well and I doubt I will again use it), celery stalk and broccoli. Pretty good. I just threw a bunch of stuff in and turned the thing on. Overall it was quite tasty. And fairly impressive that before 9AM I had consumed so many fruits and veggies already! We'll see if I do actually use it in the week to come. The pour cup has a thing to skim off the foam. And not that this is here nor there, but it is also super loud. Sounds like an airplane is taking off in my kitchen. So really there is a 50% chance I will return the thing next weekend when the novelty of drinking broccoli has worn off.


One last thing... So last night I had a meeting with my sorority girls. This is just a different and often difficult group this year. I have one in particular who has a very abrasive personality and never maintains any level of respect when advisors are present. My patience has been tested in all new ways this year! Anyhoo...last night....we had a meeting. And I was about in tears. Of joy. It was hands down the best meeting I have had with this group of women!! And Miss Abrasive....she was downright cheerful and pleasant and easy going! I almost hugged her at the end of the meeting because it went so well. I was shocked! In a good way. Cross your fingers that this new wave of maturity sticks around!