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HOME | POSTS RSS | COMMENTS RSS | LOGIN skip to main | skip to sidebar YOU'LL NEVER KNOW EVERYTHING In medicine as well as in motherhood, they say that you'll never know everything and to calm down already. I think the lawyers told them to say that. ABOUT ME Katie! OB/GYN resident. In my free time: Mommy of two, wife, dog-mom, sister, daughter, aunt, friend. I'm probably supposed to be something else, but I've forgotten. Click to read more About Me. Email me at NeverKnowEverything [at] gmail [dot] com OLD POSTS Old Posts October 2015 (1) September 2015 (3) August 2015 (4) November 2012 (1) October 2012 (1) August 2012 (1) July 2012 (1) May 2012 (1) March 2012 (2) February 2012 (1) January 2012 (2) November 2011 (1) October 2011 (2) August 2011 (3) July 2011 (1) June 2011 (6) May 2011 (5) April 2011 (1) March 2011 (5) February 2011 (1) January 2011 (5) December 2010 (3) November 2010 (2) October 2010 (6) September 2010 (5) August 2010 (6) July 2010 (3) June 2010 (4) May 2010 (7) April 2010 (4) March 2010 (5) February 2010 (5) January 2010 (6) December 2009 (7) November 2009 (7) October 2009 (9) September 2009 (9) August 2009 (9) July 2009 (9) June 2009 (12) May 2009 (10) April 2009 (8) March 2009 (13) February 2009 (12) January 2009 (22) December 2008 (15) November 2008 (31) October 2008 (17) September 2008 (17) August 2008 (17) July 2008 (16) June 2008 (24) May 2008 (17) April 2008 (26) March 2008 (14) February 2008 (16) January 2008 (30) December 2007 (24) November 2007 (35) October 2007 (15) LABELS * Blogging * Colin * Fam Damily * Fur Faces * Future Me * Hubby * Life * Muffin in the Making * School * Updates NOV 6, 2008 WALKING The canine fur faces and I just got home from a magical, soul-cleansing walk. Which can be translated into: 15 minutes of quiet and solitude since we left the boys at home. I hadn't been out on a walk alone since Colin was born - in fact, this is only the second walk I've taken at all since Colin was born. So, tonight's walk = bliss. We saw several cats that the dogs barked about and I saw a lovely floor length gown in plastic wrap hanging from someone's door. We also learned that two houses on our walk are newly for sale, so we stopped and learned all about them. All in all, a lovely time. Now the pups are properly worn out and happily sprawled out on the floor, as they should be. Oh, wait - I spoke too soon. Sally is begging for some of my fruit popsicle. Now Myra is barking at Sally's whining. Typical. In only slightly related news, I'm sorry if I freaked everyone out yesterday. I tried to convey that the Life Issue is merely an issue and not a crisis, but upon rereading the post, it does sound kind of dire. Sorry about that - I can be dramatic when I'm upset. Regardless, there isn't anything to be done just now except to take some soothing breaths, perhaps a walk with the pups, and keep on keepin' on. Just like everyone else. Love, Katie! at 9:01 PM Labels: Fur Faces, Life 4 READERS ROCK!: Alykat said... No matter what, I know your little family will be fine. You and Patrick are so supportive of each other, and can get through anything together. And you have plenty of people sending you lots o' love! :) November 6, 2008 at 9:38 PM Dragonfly said... Glad to hear no crises. November 7, 2008 at 7:58 AM Dragonfly said... And isn't it about time for a Colin photo update? :-) Its been 5 days... November 7, 2008 at 7:59 AM barrie said... Hmm, maybe I should offer babysitting so the owner can take their own dogs for a walk as a new service ;-) November 7, 2008 at 9:11 AM Post a Comment Newer Post Older Post Home Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom) Powered by Blogger | Using Bluebird Basic theme by Randa Clay | Blogger Version by Tech Prévue Labs | Top