that it was ethically possible to give the dogs a sleeping pill. Sometimes when I am here in front of the computer, Scooby will paw at me and he’ll have just been outside in the last 20 minutes, he’ll have plenty of food and water and it won’t have been too long since he was lavished with attention. If it’s possible for a beagle to pout, that’s what Scooby’s doing right now. He’s lying on the floor of my home office, not looking at me. Yes, beagles can be teenagers – I always thought Scooby was a goth beagle.
Not an aunt yet. Doctors decided to let the baby keep cooking for perhaps another week. By the time we get to IN, he may not even have been born yet. So SIL’s still stuck in the hospital and it’s making her stir crazy. I think my BIL brings her dinner every night so they still get to spend time together. Gene told me that she wears the fetal monitor until 1 AM and someone comes in at 4 AM to take blood samples, so she barely sleeps except between 1-4. I hope that my BIL knows that he’s supposed to get her a present for giving birth to his kid after being cooped up in the hospital for 2 weeks. More than 2 weeks, even.
I’m still obsessing over possible maybe someday parenthood as well. I found out that Britax is now going to make strollers and — seriously — I was so happy I was giddy. Maybe I just want to buy baby stuff. I couldn’t be more shallow. I mean…at the top of the list of depth are scientists and philosophers and at the bottom of the list are Paris Hilton, Britney Spears’ husband and ME.
Plus, I think the fates are saying I need to take a vacation (and that is to say, a vacation where there is a drink of the day for $3.99 for me and a hammock for Gene). Friday’s mail included the AAA magazine and a magazine from Carnival Cruise Lines, advertising the “Great rates for past cruisers!” There are some Western Carribean sailings I have my eye on, but let’s be serious. I’m always planning vacations I never get to take, so I can look and look and theorize and plan, but at the end of the day we’ll stay home.
See? I told you I was shallow. I want to poison my dog and take a vacation and buy a stroller.