So, I had a pretty great weekend. My good friend Crystal came into town for Renita's daughter's 3rd birthday. While waiting for her on Friday night, I read most of "Marley and Me" and watched reruns of CSI:SVU. She got in pretty late and we stayed up for a couple of hours talking, then went to sleep. Saturday morning we got ready and went over to RadiJazz for the party. Tons of cute little kids everywhere, and I reaffirmed what I had been suspecting for a few months. Renita's mother-in-law is either a little insane or she's mad at me because I didn't invite her to my wedding. I feel bad about it, really, but we don't know each other very well and we tried to keep it small with close friends and family. I figured that she'd understand even though last summer she keps telling me "I'd better get an invite to your wedding!" I thought that she was just saying that! Oh well.
So after the party we went over to Renita's house and hung out there all night. We ate tons of gummy bears, pizza and cake, and gossiped about old times. At about 1am I was exhausted and couldn't stay up any later so we went home. I climbed into bed and fell fast asleep. Until about 6am. I'm a really light sleeper, especially right now so I remember hearing this noise like someone pouring a pitcher of water on the floor. In my sleep I thought "That's not a noise that I should be hearing, there shouldn't be any liquid in here" Then I heard Chris say "OH NO!" and then it hit me. Jenny had diarrhea and shit in our bed. She sleeps with us now, (on top of the covers, of course) and we accidentally bought her a different dog food last week but didn't think anything of it. Yep, we jumped out of bed, turned on the light and there on the duvet was a big puddle of doggy doo doo butter. GROSS! I took Jenny outside to finish whatever business she had left while Chris tended to the mess. He ended up throwing the entire duvet away, we had been wanting a new one anyway. Part of me thinks that it was a real waste and I should get over it and throw it in the washer, but I'm not going to. I'll only be able to think of poop from now on, and knowing me, I'll think that I smell it everytime I lay down to sleep.
We went to Bed, Bath & Beyond and bought a new duvet and nice new high thread count sheets. I can't wait to go to sleep tonight!!! Oh, and Ms. Jenny is sleeping in her crate tonight. The only thing that sucks about that is that we'll hear her nails on the bottom of it all night because she ate her bed last week.
We are going to (at some point, hopefully soon) going to ger her in obedience training but I think that most of it she'll grow out of. We'll see!
