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so turco is a pro at the doggie door. bacon? not so much. she came from a house with a doggie door, but this one has magnets at the bottom and i think the resistance is throwing her off. oh well… maybe with time she’ll get it. poor little girl. everything else with the doggies is good.

i’ve had field work the last two days and i know i sound like a total wimp, but i have over 200 chigger bites from the waist down. ’tis not pleasant. and yes… i had bugspray. the critters just go bonkers for me. my boss probably thinks i’m nuts… i was all scratchy today. and i can deal with several elements separately - being scratched up, heat, bugs, etc. but when they are all combined, i have come to the realization that it’s not a good thing and it causes me to go into girl mode. ugh - hate that. my boss was doing the hard work of actually tagging the trees, which meant he was getting way more cut up by greenbriar than i was. we actually had to use a machete today to get through to the trees. i don’t mean to be debbie downer, but my legs feel like they are on fire - jeromy’s on his way home from work with some medicine stuff (he had the car today so i’m vehicle-less). he’s going to be my knight in shining armor when he walks through that door with campho phenique.

i’m excited because this weekend, i get to ride out with lori. twelve hours of police action. she’s such an amazing sweetie and i think it’s going to be a blast. jeromy’s fire department ride out was not very exciting last weekend (ten hours with no calls… a record for the department) so he may re-attempt this weekend.

i want a tuna sandwich. jeromy just called - he’s around the corner with bread. can he be any more amazing? no.