So, the blog is haunting me.  I miss it.  I long to write on it.  But, I’m so… I don’t know… blocked, or something.  Or, maybe I’m boring.  I’m definitely bored.

Bored, bored, bored.  I mean, that’s how I’m feeling right this second.  In just another hour, I’ll be on my way to therapy which, while not necessarily fun, isn’t really boring either.

I got a dog.  That’s something, right?  Actually, he’s a puppy- a giant, furry puppy!  My sweet boyfriend brought him to me on Christmas Eve and I can honestly say that I’ve never received such an amazing gift for Christmas.  I mean, he gave me a whole little being.  That’s pretty amazing, if you think about it.

Anyway, we named the puppy Hopper.  Mostly for Edward Hopper, a little bit for Dennis Hopper (well, a LOT for Dennis Hopper if he hadn’t have voted twice for George W. Bush), and also because he literally hops around when he’s playing.  And, oh my God, is it cute when he does that…

Here he is:

Don’t you love him?  I totally do.  Except that I don’t always like his behavior.  It’s hard to tell just how much payback I can expect with two kids and a puppy.  I wish I’d been a better child, or at least a better teenager.

I’m not bored so much anymore.  And I’m glad I blogged, lame as it may be to read.