Busy and Busy and more Busy!

I haven't written anything for over a month now.  Time keeps speeding up and I keep slowing down.  It was a bad combination.  I'm not going to take any time out to address yesterdays election because I'm so tired of the topic that I can't stand it.  I've started to have an allergic reaction to the political signs that are everywhere. Now that the political ads are over, the media can focus on the more important topics, Christmas Ads. Remember, every child needs an electronic stretch armstrong transformer with spider man web making capabilities. 

Thank you to the Wixom Police Department for finally catching the I-96 freeway shooter.  It's nice to not have to worry about driving to work and getting shot at by some attention seeking gun toting dude in a dark Chevy. 

The ex Detroit Mayor, Kwame Kilpatrick's, federal corruption trial continues.  His buddy and co-defendant, Victor Mercado, rolled over yesterday and took a deal the feds were offering.  Oh, why do I think he is going to sing like the jail bird he is about to become. Orange jump suits are in fashion these days ;-) This story is better than a Lifetime Movie of the week. I know I shouldn't take such joy in someones misfortune but I can't help myself when it comes to KK.

Beulah continues to do well with her training and her need to get a bladder infection at the most inconvenient time.  But is she ever cute.  I went a couple of weeks ago to pick her up from doggie day care.  Yes, she goes to doggie day care once a week, now shut up about it.  Anyway, I arrived at the same time as several moms and dads and waited my turn in the lobby for the staff to bring out B. Standing there I realized that we act and talk to our dogs the same way parents do with their kids when picking them up from day care.  One guy asked the staff if his dog was good and the staff said he played well with a Rotty (Rotweiler) named Roscoe and he bent down and said "good boy, did you have a good day with Roscoe?" The dog wagged it's nub of a tail and off they went to their car.  The next lady takes her dog from the handler and asks the dog "how was your day?  Ready to go home and see daddy?"  Lastly it was my turn and I found myself waiting with great anticipation for B to come out.  She ran out to me, covered in mud, rolled over for a belly rub and looked so happy.  I couldn't help myself, I said "Hey little bit!  How was your day?  Did you play with your boyfriend Ben?  Lets go get in the car, it's almost kibble time."  After checking with the staff that she was a good girl, we walked out the door and jumped into the car.  B was asleep in her car seat in a matter of minutes.  She had had a great day at day care. I know pethedic.