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I have nothing to say.  Which is strange because I haven't written in so long.  It seems a lot has happened and at the same time nothing that I think is that interesting, but how strange since I've always found even the most insignificant of things interesting.

Ah!  Here is something.  I can just sit and watch ants working for long periods at a time.  I don't know why, but I love them, *and* ants are considered the most insignificant of God's creatures.

Something a bit more interesting:  We're driving back from having Carmela serviced.  Yep, our teacup poodle was in heat, so we thought this was a good chance to have something that Kelly could get involved in.

Kelly?  Right.  That is my step-daughter who's 14 and is living with us since about a week ago.  She's with us because this was a way for her to avoid being held back yet again (2nd time) in school and having to share classes with kids that are 12 years old.  I agree, at that age it would be sheer torture, watching all your friends moving on and you get to hang out with the youngsters. 

We will be giving homeschooling a try.  I hope (don't know if I can) to bring her back up to something closer to her age level.  She's already taken her placement test and as soon as I finish the questionnaire I'll mail it out to the Calvert School (they have a homeschooling curriculum that's wonderful).  They will then look it over and determine what level she's at by U.S. standards as opposed to Belgium standards (where she has lived since she was 3, with her bio mom).

Back to Carmela.  My hope is that Kelly will learn to care about something else besides boys and fashion.  Wish me luck.

Anyway, I thought I might someday enjoy being a dog breeder.  I love dogs and I seem to love chaos so why not, right?  I finally understand why the gal who bred Carmela gets $250 a pop.  She literally helped the little stud (2.5 lbs. versus Carmie's 4) not only get up to reach my dog, but INSERT his doghood into our virginal princess.  Wow.  Ugh.  Ick.  She asked me to hold her head while he banged away and when he was ejaculating (all 15 MINUTES of it!) she held their little privates together.  Yessss sireee, she did this until little stud decided he was done.  And let me tell you, from looking at him when he *wasn't* excited, he must sexcercise a lot.  His package was humongous.  My husband decided that Carmela had actually been hoping for something more along the lines of a big Shepherd and that's why she kept trying to pull away.  But you get what you can when you can when you're hoping for a baby (yes I just had flashbacks of the times I desperately tried to get pregnant).

Revelation time?  I think I want Carm to have puppies because I'm ready for another baby.