Oh my oh my!! This weekend, I've been so busy! Friday, I was supposed to be doing things with my friends, but had to cancel, not so sadly, when Spritey started to have her PUPPIES!!! YAYAY!!! There are 8 healthy little future-brats crawling around a whelping box in the living room, along with one skinny but healthy muttsky. haha

There are 5 black, 2 males, and 3 liver, no males. All so very cute!! One of the liver ones has markings jsut like codie's on her back, but looks like she'll only have half a white nose, LoL We'll seee.....

Lindsey, you can come over any time you want to see them- they've been waiting for their Auntie!!! LoL Every time a car drives up, Sprite looks around, and as soon as she sees its not you, she seems to sigh and sink back to the box- no whining, dancing needed... it's just the family. haha Get over here, chica!!

Yesterday, I had a charter which went till... 6 or so. And I was so exhausted after, I watched one movie and went to bed. today, I'm jsut chilling out, waiting to head down to Jamestown for fireworks. Woot! haha

I went to see the psych on Friday- along with this new dentist who apparently tried to RIP my gums off with her little pokey tool; my mouth is still sore, goddamned her... Your name is Kerri, NOT JACK!!! Anyway... I guess I'm normal. As I was talking to him, answering his request that I list those things in my life that had built stress/ I've "compartmentalized", we were both surprised how much came out. After I finished one list, he'd ask me about another aspect of my life, and there'd be another couple things, over and over. Finally, he put down his little pad thingy and cocked his head, "To tell you the truth, I'm surprised you didn't track me or someone else down, sooner." And it felt good. To have my stress affirmed. To have someone tell me I'm not being a wuss, that I should be able to handle everything by myself. That when I lash out, I actually have honest, swear-to-God reasons for doing it, and it's not signs of psychosis. -I'm- not abnormal...

To have someone who has dealt with really fucked up people tell you that you're not one of them, is something. I needed that. He was also surprised when I told him of what I used to do with horses, and the side-effects of it- the enhanced ability to "see" body language and "hear" the tone of someone's voice- I put it in quotations because it's something anyone can do... they just don't- on a conscious level, anyway. He said that involuntarily, I'd trained myself to be more sensitive and empathetic- the reason why I could "tame" the "untameable", is because I can feel them more acutely than others... Or something like that.

I don't know if any of that is true- I jsut know what a relief it was to be told that I'm not crazy, not even going crazy- I've simply got problems... Just like everyone else, more than some, less than others, but problems nonetheless.

Mike, how's your dad?
Corey, how's your pup?
SB, how was your trip?
Carly, when is Kyle coming back?
Laura, I can't wait to meet your boytoy.
Linds, get outta work girl, and your your skinny ass over here! PUPPIES!!!
Crystal- you too! dammit!
Christine, where are you?
Ala, I like your new ride!
Matt, how're the new courses?
Naomi, what color will the curtains be?
Chris, thank you so much for clearing shit up.
Kate, let's go on a roadtrip!!
Dave, seriously, I think you should pay for our tickets- you're rich!
Kevin, how's NYC? When can I head over for some Chinese food? hah
Beth, where ya at, gf? We supposed to chill out, remembah!?
Ames, you are your crazy busyness... Wanna hook me up? LoL
Leetsy- Um... Post? Now? haha
I think that's all the questions I got for now. If I missed you, IM me or comment me- I love COMMENTS!!!