I'd like to dedicate this blog entry to Kimmie Sue Langemach Frye.  She is awesome and kick ass, too.

Beau awoke this morning to an incredible amount of boogers in his nose region and crazy phlegmy cough bullshit.  Normally, I'm not one to race to the doctor at the drop of a hat, especially for a cold however, poor Shep was miserable.  Key motivation?  Potential ear infection.  So, I packed up and off we went to the doctor.

We got the all clear.  Just a gross virus.  Poor puppy.  Not to mention, the second we walked in the door, Beau decided to blow out his underpants to the high Heavens and needed a sink bath stat.  No me gusta for all parties involved.

So, here we are.  Clean underpants and clean skin.  No more poopies in the armpits/neckline region........awaiting the 7-10 inches of snow that has been forecasted for Woodridge.  (fist pump)  I was scheduled for an interview in Beloit, WI tomorrow however, they are going to get hammered with snow, too.  Its no fun almost dying on your way to a job interview.  So, fingers crossed things get rescheduled sooner than later.

I read on Facebook that a friend of a friend passed away from cancer recently.  She was young and had lots of life left to live however, that sunnofabitch disease grabbed her and never let go.  Her husband wrote a beautiful poem about her and of course, I cried reading it.  I'm crying now just thinking about how he has lost his true love.  Heartbreaking.  Moral to the story?  Don't have regrets.  Live your life with all you got-- love with everything.....  live with everything.....  be a good friend..... be honest......  use the Golden Rule as your compass.  I know a few people that could use some "re-adjusting of the compass" a.k.a.,  a swift kick in the ass.

Shit.  Baby is crying.  Gotta jet.

PS-- our garbage man looks like Sammy Hagar which is beyond cool.