they say he's got a healing machine that glows in the dark.
I've been working on my journal's appearance for nearly three days straight... And it still looks like shite. But I don't feel like fucking around with it anymore today. Haha...
I had a pretty decent weekend. My younger cousin Debbie slept over on Friday night. It was actually fun. She can articulate herself very well and she's quite precocious. I actually forgot I was talking to a twelve year old for a little while. We picked her up around 5:45 in the afternoon and stayed a bit to talk to my aunt Melody and my other cousin Tim (he's eleven and he was quite upset that he couldn't come over). Then we went to Giant to pick up a few ingredients to make ice cream with. Then we went to Blockbuster to pick up a few movies. We watched Hell Boy and Big Fish and made Butter Pecan ice cream. Joy. We ended up going to bed around 2 or 3. Where Bailey proceeded to burrow herself under the covers and cause a raucus.
We took Bailey to Petsmart to be groomed on Saturday morning and went to lunch at Applebees. Yeah, I'm tired of writing. PICTURE TIME! I don't think I've posted pictures of Bailey up here, so I'm going to do it now. They're mostly of her laying around and/or sleeping... Because that's basically what she does all damn day anyway... And bark the the squirrels and the mailman (poor Harry).
Here's her after her hair cut:
Here are some old ones:
This is when we first got her:
