Sunday, August 17, 2014
Starting tomorrow, I'm unpausing and getting on to day 18 of 100 days of exercise.
Friday I started feeling a little better and Saturday was a lot better. I'm pretty sure I'm manic. We adopted a puppy. I feel like I could do jumping jacks right now.
I had what you might call my 'corn moment' (see Hyperbole and a Half's take on depression here hyperboleandahalf.blogsp
) on Friday night. I don't know what my husband said but I started laughing, which made him laugh, which made me laugh harder...
it felt great to laugh. It is awesome to feel better.
The puppies name at the Humane Society was Pickles, and it had so much character, we decided to keep the name. He's a corgi/beagle mix, which is perfect because I wanted a corgi and DH wanted a beagle. He's very energetic and full of love. He's 4 months old, so a little older than I wanted, but cute as can be. The girls love him. So do I. I'll post a picture as soon as I can get him to sit still long enough for the camera to focus on him. He loves to play, which is great because my dog Bear (also adopted lab/chow mix) does not like to play. She's 10 and has never liked to play much. Pickles loves to bark and growl at Bear to try to get her to play with him. Bear's not too sure what to think about him.
For once I'm not looking forward to church. Today's sermon is all about how you need to be involved in the church, same as last week. It's a series that the church does every year at this time. I've heard it. Also because I'm feeling a little manic, I know I'm not going to be able to sit through it all, which always makes me feel bad. But I'm not going to miss church just for that, my girls love going to church and I won't deny them that because I don't think I can sit through it. I'll bring a book or something that will occupy me if I need to go wait in the car. I feel awful that I might not be able to sit through the sermon, but I can't help it. Normally I love hearing our pastor preach, he's so authentic and real.