The only thing we have planned definitely is to go to Harmony. Mmmmm...chinese pizza. We decided we're both boring because all we could thing to do was eat and shop. I did offer to buy her a birthday gift, but got the feeling she wouldn't ask me for anything ridiculously expensive. I just asked her what she needed, and told her I knew what it was like to live with just your Dad and need anything...girly (bras, undies, 'sanitary napkins', heh). She has her grandma visiting for two weeks, though, and aunts who can do that for her, though. As far as I know, she's still not speaking to her mom. Speaking of two weeks, isn't that an awfully long visit? I told her I could barely get through a weekend with my parents, much less two weeks. Sheesh.

*I swear, I could be dangerous if I could hone that skill. A year or two ago I even had a dream about our old roommate Chris (who moved out of state) the night before he called us out of the blue.

When I walked Filo on Wednesday, I passed a group of kids. A girl asked what kind of dog, and I said lab/pit. She then asked, "Is it pregnant?" HAhahahaha. I shook my head and said, "Fat." That is so fucking funny. But really, I'm not sure me walking him a mile 2-3 times a week wil be enough. Jeff runs him around the house and/or the yard every day, but I'm not sure if he watches how much he eats.