i found my first gray hair.

Really I did. Well I didn't but my friend Bethany did. (one of the good things I gained at private school) It wasn't long after Jacob left we were walking through Wal-Mart. It was one of those 'Morgan, don't move' moments. After laughing at me she yanked it out. I don't buy the whole for every one you yank out two come back in it's place. For all I know it was a really blonde hair from all my time spent in the sun at the lake.. yeah right. haha. I told one of my friends about this experience and since then she's called me an 'old witch'. Sometimes I can be, however I am not old. I completely blame the blonde/gray hair on Jacob. How else would a gray hair come to be in my dark brown thick long hair? Must be a man's fault.

I didn't mention we have kids. Furry kids that is. I don't know who Jacob will be happier to see when he gets back me or 'his dog' Trapper. Trapper is a beagle, Otis is a incredibly fluffy orange cat and Diesel is my husky/lab/rott mix. Trapper is a daddys boy, odd. Diesel is a momma's boy and Otis is torn in the middle. They are all ROTTEN. I am the only person I know that actually buy's cat treats. haha. He even comes running for them. Diesel clearly likes to dig in the mud considering 90% of the pictures I have of him, he has mud on his nose. Trapper is just a good boy. If you need someone to lay in the bed with you all day he's the one. And he goes absolutely insane when I walk in. That always can cheer someone up a little. Sometimes they are the only things that can make me smile or laugh. They are ridiculous.