du jour, NOT du semaine

I just realized that my blog address is "jeniseDUJOUR" and what that means for me. The thought had crossed my mind in the past obviously, but was content to be posting weekly. Maybe I shouldn't commit to daily posts (I feel that would be very mundane) but more than weekly is possible. (That is, if you want me to. If you, Dear Reader, are opposed to hearing from me on a more than weekly basis, please let me know.)

Lately, my life has consisted of packing and de-ticking. The dogs pick up ticks like ...I don't know. We have a little container filled with alcohol and drop the day's ticks into it. It's like woodtick soup when we're done. GROSS. And then of course there's those savvy ones that climb onto the de-tickers so they won't die. Yet. I feel like they're crawling all over me.

For those of you who don't know, my dogs are spoiled. (They're really my parents' dogs, but while I'm home I call them mine.) They even have a "bed" which they do sleep on.


I'm fairly certain that I'm Dudley's favorite (he's the brindle boy... Dharma is the fawn girl). He follows me around and when I'm upstairs he comes to visit. Right now he's sleeping at my feet :)


Yeah, I love these guys. Here's a couple more pictures, just because my dogs are awesome.