My iron must be in the toilet... I've got issues - going to the doc tomorrow in hopes of getting some things resolved or on their way to being resolved. Probably more than I want/need to discuss here, but suffice to say I feel like a walking zombie. Finally gave in and started taking iron supplements a couple of days ago; although usually, after a week or so, they tear up my stomach. Tonight, at the urging of a couple of friends, I stopped and bought a steak to throw on the grill. The steak was only mediocre, but I enjoyed watching Tucker enjoy his first-ever "real" bone.
Oh well, gonna watch Idol and try to be in bed by 9:30, me thinks....
EDIT: Some fun Tucker pics.
http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8BbNWrNqxaN12