I think Sean and I are trying to go to Venice tomorrow, even though the forecast calls for rain. I'm going to brave it anyway, because I really want to see Venice.
Today wasn't the best day, for starters we had to take Boomer to the vet and he didn't want to cooperate at all once he was in the exam room. He was ok during the whole taking of the temperature and his shot, but once it came to clipping his nails he went crazy. He thrashed about so hard he ended up hitting my chin with his head and let me tell you...it hurt.
Sean has been in a craptastic mood today. You'd think having a four day he'd actually not act like he has a bug up his a*s, but whatever. I'm convinced men have PMS similar to women. Tell me you don't think the same thing sometimes!!!
*Edited to add* I'd like to thank Anonymous for your nice comment about me complaining about everything and you bet I'm divorced in five years.
I have a few words for you.
A. Stop reading my blog if it really gets under your skin
B. Why don't you man up and actually post under your real name? Anonymous comments are for cowards.
Thanks!
Anyway, it's late here and to get up early I must head to bed now.
Ciao!
