A car full of dogs...

Tomorrow I will be transporting three adult dogs and two puppies to a city about 1.5 hours from here as part of a rescue transport tag-team. My 71 year-old mother has been commandeered once again to help. She thinks it's neat, but I can tell she's a little bewildered by my activities sometimes. I just love getting these sweet animals to responsible owners who will love and take care of them. Every living thing deserves to be respected. They are gifts to be cherished, not thrown away, abused or ignored.

I am so excited that my charity painting raised over $200 for the Humane Society! I can't believe that! As Lawrence Welk always said, "Wonnerful, wonnerful, wonnerful."

I've also decided to start my mid-life crisis early and get my nostril pierced. No, really. Why? Because I feel like it, that's why. I'd like to have one of those tiny studs like the beauties of India wear. Of course, I'll probably get fired if I don't cover it up somehow (I have to keep it in long enough to heal). I work in an ultra-conservative office. How did that happen?

So, where did all that whining go about the fieldwork position you wonder? The terrifying prospect of working so many more hours a week, the getting out the door before the sun comes up. Tremble! Tremble! Tremble!

Turns out it ain't no thang.

Why? Because learning something new, useful and personally meaningful has reawakened my poor corporatized soul. I have actually had more energy than usual. The proof is in the pudding (I prefer vanilla, by the way). Now, tonight I really am tired, because I don't sleep more than four or five hours a night and it has caught up with me, but I am hoping I can eventually get my body out of insomnia mode. I haven't had a good night's sleep since Daddy died.

That's a whole other story.

That I don't want to talk about right now.

There have been a lot of folks from the devastated Gulf Coast who have displaced to our area. I will probably get to work with them in a professional capacity which, I think, could be really rewarding and useful.

So, I think that catches us up for now. I have been really overwhelmed at work and elsewhere as well, so I've not been up to posting much more than urgent messages. Hopefully I can get back to my cantankerous postings someday soon. There is too much sorrow and devastation right now.

I will look forward to my happy carload of doggies tomorrow to bring us joy and amusement. I shall, of course, try to take photos if they are not camera shy.

Then I'll get my nose pierced.

Because I'm 40.

And I can.