P.S.
Ocean Shores was perfect.
Friday: Spent time with brother. I was calling him “step-brother” for a very long time out of formality however, he is family-pure and simple. His dad went nutty and stupid but that has nothing to do with my relationship with B. Nothing. He had plans to go to some party Saturday, one of those all night things-he called this morning to tell me that he was on his way home and was okay because he figured I would care. I do, and I was glad to know he was okay. Family is good.
Saturday-day: Successfully finished my last assignment in my class this session. It was online and seriously was more work than any other class I’ve had…ever. It’s over, and I’m glad; ecstatic actually.
Saturday-night: I don’t think I’ve ever in my life had a better date night. Ever. I am just on the edge of jumping, and I’m really okay with it.
Sunday (today): Thrift store shopping with Kait and Ashley. Laughing and fun.
It was a weekend that I’m grateful for.

Thirteen wonderful quotes
I use the word ‘real’ for a couple of reasons; it was the first one that I didn’t have to pick Lucy up during, and it was the first one that while not picking her up she kept up the entire time (also the first time I didn’t trip on leashes). This whole thing is sort of like an experiment really. I’m crazy for taking it on.
It started out a bit sticky…leashes here, dogs there and nothing where it was supposed to be. I have to admit I was a bit dismayed. However I collected myself and just started walking, which is what I’m supposed to do. They’re supposed to do the rest; and amazingly, for once, they did.
Little Lucy demonstrated her running skills to keep up with the other two, and the other two did what they’re supposed to do which is walk as a pair. Lucy followed in a sort of unorganized fashion (here, there, and everywhere while following), but the pont is, she followed. And it was clear that halfway through, she was pretty tired; however because she was walking with the other two she still made the effort to keep up. Granted, her roly poly self was running most of the time, but she kept up.
Now what I have is a few tired happy pups who successfully bonded a little more. It’s pretty great, really.
God, she’s cute. They’re all cute.