I had my fourth and final interview at a potential workplace on Monday.  Though April Fools' Day-- there was no foolin'.  Mama needs a j-o-b.  The hiring manager encouraged me that an offer should come by Friday.  Well, its Friday and there is no offer as of yet.  Fingers crossed its something substantial and not a horseshit number.  Don't come at me with some out-of-college amount and expect me to move to WI.  No me gusta.

Beau and I hit the open road on Tuesday and visited Gertie Beth and Auntie Carrie.  Beau lervs Greta.  Greta loves Beau.  And, that is that.  Gertie loves to walk up to Beau and touch his face and "talk" to him.  Of course, Beau just smiles as if his jaw is dislocated-- it truly warms my heart.  I wish the cousins lived closer to one another.  boo.

My house is a freakin' disaster.  Dog hair everywhere, floors that need some serious washing.... vacuuming.... you name it.  The ONE thing that I did do yesterday was clean the toilets-- something I have to do literally, 4 times a week.  Men.  So freaking dirty.  Gross.  I love to clean however, I don't love cleaning the same thing over and over again day after day.  Chris is a slob and never picks up after himself.  If he puts dishes in the sink I am truly gobsmacked.  So, to all you ladies out there with helpful mates, you're lucky.

Above is Shep's beau hawk.  It has feelings and its own ecosystem.  When he is sad, the 'hawk droops.