Yesterday was my brother’s birthday get together. It was just him, my parents, and us. They had cake, and I had a little ice cream. I didn’t have any money to get him anything, so I packed up a bunch of japanese candy I had sitting around and gave it to him. It was quiet and uneventful, so pretty nice. We also checked out my parents new car, and on our way back up to the house from the driveway, my mom let me in on a secret – they’re doing a private breeding of her dog’s parents, for friends and family.
I would love to have a collie again, but I’m not sure I’ll be ready in January when the puppies are ready. Maybe if something happens with the rheumatologist next week – who knows, maybe the Humira will be a wonder drug and I’ll be pain free and able to take care of a dog. It would be nice.
Stefan has come around on leaving his job to move to Florida. He’s not happy with the direction the company is heading in. I’m ready to leave here tomorrow. We’ll look at apartments when we go down for our anniversary, most likely.
The kitten is laying on me and making it hard to type, so I’ll cut this short.
