Last Spring, Christian went on a business trip to Atlanta
and I was alone with the kids.
I was nervous to be alone especially since we were having such
terrible rainy and gloomy weather.
I don’t sleep well without Christian, and its never fun to be alone
during such horror movie weather conditions.
At one point the wind blew so hard it sounded like
creepy man ghosts right outside my door...really!
Before Christian left, we got our dog, Jimmy, a nice little cushion
to put in our room so I wouldn't be alone on those terrifying, lonely nights.
It was nice, and I did sleep much better knowing
my gigantic, mean, ferocious dog was on high alert in our
room ready to pounce on anything or anyone if duty calls.
In reality, our slightly overweight lazy Jimmy dog took to the cushion and became
even more lazy and unaware of anything or anyone unless it was a wrapper crinkle
or the sound of the refrigerator door opening.
