Fleas

So, I am fighting an uphill battle with fleas on Trevor. (not me, just to be clear) I have done everything, EVERYTHING I tell you, to get rid of them. I don't know why they hang around. Tomorrow I have the day off of work and I am taking EXTREME measures. It will be flea bath, Adam's Flea and Tick Spray and lysol central in my apartment. Anyone is welcome to join the party. =0)

Poor Trevor. Maybe after tomorrow he will be allowed on the furniture and bed again....just maybe.

Friday

Ahhh......Friday.

No classes to attend.

No work to worry about.

Knowing I can sleep in on Saturday.

Staying up late knowing I won't feel the consequences of it the next day.

Sitting on the couch catching up on my missed TV shows from the week.



Man, I love Fridays.

"We're A Team"

The other night Jordan and I went out to eat in Abilene for my birthday. (Lots of fun!) By the time our ticket came around I already had my debit card out and was ready to pay. Jordan gave me that "I'm going to pay for it" look and said, "Um, no. I'm paying for this one"

I, of course, rolled my eyes at him, handed the red-haired woman my card and said, "You don't always have to pay for it, Honey. We're a team now."

As minut and corny this may seem, it really meant a lot to me. It struck me that it is actually happening. I am getting married. Scary! For the rest of my life I am going to pick up after someone else, cook dinner for someone else, wash laundry for someone else and constantly worry about someone else. Am I really ready for that??? Absolutely. I am ready to have someone setting the table for me when I am cooking dinner, someone to talk to when I come home, someone to help me tuck the kids into bed after a long day, and someone to lay and bed for hours and giggle the night away with.

Ahhh.....I'm ready, I found my team.