The Good:

Bugaboo said “Cookie” yesterday, clear as a bell.  He goes back to school in twelve days (not that I’m counting).

I have been sleeping through the night!

My husband and I have had plenty of time to spend together chatting lately, which is super-nice.

Shadow’s latest blood work came back and she’s stable (for now) and not worsening.

My sister gets married in October and I’m happy that she’s so happy.

Veggie Day rocks.

I get to spend time talking to adults and WOMEN this week.

The Bad:

Bugaboo’s meltdowns have increased.  Bug Boy ain’t getting much of my attention as a result.

I don’t think we are getting the dog I thought we were getting (long story).

Shadow is still in kidney and liver failure and may only have a few months to live.  If we’re lucky.

I’m still really, really tired and feel like the walking dead.

I vacuumed four times yesterday because Bugaboo is on a rampage.

The husband asked me what I did all day (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!).

I canceled my haircut, even though it has been since April, despite the fact that I desperately wanted it cut but am trying to save money this week.

The Ugly:

I have a rotten cold, a whopping headache and I need about twelve hours of sleep plus a three hour nap PER DAY in order to kick it.

Bugaboo’s meltdowns come complete with biting, kicking, pinching and hitting. I have bite marks ON MY ANKLES and THE GIRLS haven’t fared so well…the are kinda in the direct line of fire.

I’m not happy about the dog thing. I know the right situation will present itself and I need to be patients. I just worked myself all up in a tizzy.

The husband’s company is thinking of canning his whole department and sending it to India, despite the fact that they majorly EFFED UP a humongoid project that cost them millions.Because it is still, apparently, cheaper.

I need a job. I want a job.  I Can’t Haz Job.  So I need to find something to do at home, ’cause that’s all I’m gonna be able to do.  Which means I will never, ever leave this house again…