My Weekend

So it's Sunday. Usually not that big of a deal. Well this weekend has kind of sucked. Yesterday, we decided to hold off on our adoption plans indefinitely. That pretty much means that it won't happen anytime in the next 5 years, I think. Our foster care license is under assessment, as to whether or not we want to renew it. DH just has issues with the amount of time kids take, and whether or not we can give a child the amount of attention they need--and not be raised by day care. I agree, but it's still hard to hear that coming from the man you love.

So I did a little retail therapy, but have come to regret two purchases, so they will be going back to the great mecca of shopping---Target! My flash drive may be going back to Wally World if it doesn't start acting right. I don't think I did anything to mess it up, I just think it's retarded. It works one week, but not the next. Duh.

I went to see "Marie Antoinette" yesterday. I thought it was interesting, if a little slow at times, and pretty much shallow all the time. I thought the cinematography, costuming and music was good, though.

I am supposed to be reading "Broken Windows, Broken Business" for work this weekend, but can't bring myself to start it. It's supposed to be good. I guess we will see.

You wanna know what has made my weekend worth it? The fact that no matter what is going on, my animals will crawl up on my lap when I am on the couch and snuggle with me. When the puppy knows I am sad, he comes and sits in front of me and tries to comfort me. The unwavering devotion of an animal can truly bring everything together. They seem to understand what is wrong and just want to make it better. Of course making it better usually means that you have to pay attention to them, but at least they are there, not making emotional demands on you; they don't expect anything beyond a scratch behind the ears or an occasional pet. This weekend, my animals have been my lifeline.