Super Duper Fly Assassin

Today I had a wonderful day at home. It all started yesterday as I got into my bed, which is at least twice the size of the one I currently sleep in. I could just feel the wonderfulness right then. And I look up as I am about to read one of the 101 Facts I Do Not Know About Jane Austen and there is my very own Wall of Love. I knew that was what it was because that title was conveniently taped at the top of it. There were other sheets of paper that said things like "You are the best girl scout EVER" (i never really was one but I did go to all 6 years of girls camp. YCL's throw it up!) and "Emily dates hippies." (also not true that I know of.) I think it could have been the first time ever that reading lies about myself made me happy. There was also one that said "I love u -Zach" letting me know that my youngest brother was the author of the Wall of Love. He is really is the sweetest and has been doing things like that for me ever since he could write. You would think someone taught him how to be this nice, but no he is just naturally like that. Also, this is proof that teenagers are not all bad. At least not all the time.

Today I took Zach to the orthodontist and then took lunch to my grandparents which was a lot of fun. I have a mastiff (like in The Sandlot) named Beowulf that lives there and so I took him out for some exercise.

They are so cute and will sit on your feet to keep them warm in winter.

I love big dogs. There is just something strong about them that is really comforting. I have dog fever at the moment but sadly I must wait for the day I no longer live in an apartment. Anyway, we rambled around for a while (long enough for my grandpa to cut the grass in his pen) and then he got his favorite treat: a pig ear. While he ate it, I used my super fast reflexes (and a flyswatter) to kill some biting flies that landed on him. You may think this would hurt him but actually he did not even flinch. I am pretty sure he was grateful someone was vanquishing the pests. Aside from being good for Beowulf, it was also a very good way to release some tension and if I ever write a book about a girl on a farm, that is what she will do after she has a heated argument with her mom/dad/sibling or whoever else makes an appearance in the story.

My week became a lot less stressful on Tuesday when I talked with Cory's sister in law and they decided not to go on the trip after all. I would not have minded babysitting but it feels good to know I do not have to do it. I am already stressed enough about school and getting a job so I am glad to have one less thing. She did say that I could take them to the Zoo on Saturday if I wanted because they were really looking forward to spending time with me. What I was thinking was you must be crazy because I would never take my own kids to the Zoo alone on a Saturday. I of course said this a little differently to her but wow. I do think I sometimes take on too much, but that is crazy even for me! I told her if she wanted to take them during the week one day I would be glad to tag along or even take them myself but that Saturday was not happening. I was actually really proud of myself because I have a bad habit of always agreeing to do things that I know will give me a headache. I say yes because I know the person wants me to, but I have tried to get better about it because I can't spend all my time trying to please other people. I really enjoy helping people, but I just have to learn to draw a line somewhere or I will never get anything done for myself. I hope that does not make me sound like a mean person.