Weekend update

Well, Saturday night mom and I went to dinner with my sister and some of her friends. Afterwards we played a card game called "Bullshit." If someone hasn't played the game before, you put cards down face down in the middle of the table and announce to the group the number you put down. The first person lays down 2s, the next person 3s, etc, on up through the numbers. If you don't have any of the card when it's your turn, you put something else down and just lie. You can lie at any other time during the game as well, putting down 2 cards and saying they're 4s, when one is a 4 and one is really a 5, etc. The goal is to get rid of your cards first. If you think someone is lying, you say "bullshit" and if they were lying they have to pick up the entire stack in the middle of the table, and if you were wrong, you have to pick them all up. She has one friend that always tells the truth unless she doesn't have the card, and she has another friend who lies most of the time just for the fun of it. The interaction between my sis and her bf is what always cracks me up most. He would say "they're really 5s but go ahead and call me on it if you want to have to pick up all the cards." Then Amy would say "forget it, if he's that cocky he really has them let's just keep going." Then Laura (my sis) would say "or is he just acting cocky so you'll think that he is telling the truth." So then I have to jump in with "but he would know that you would know that he was acting cocky as a cover, so you clearly cannot say bullshit" and she and I would go back and forth like that (mocking the poison scene in The Princess Bride for anyone who didn't pick it up).

Saturday I spent some of the day cleaning. My cleaning is never good enough for my mother so I don't know why I bothered trying. I emptied the front closet completely and reorganized it. I arranged it so some stuff from other places could be stored there, and my new pilates machine will fit in there now as well. I really need to do that with all of my closets and the garage too, but it's exhausting.

We also went to the 3rd of our 8 dog training sessions as well. Justin took our dog for most of the time so I somehow ended up with Mom's dog Maggie. She is actually more hyper than my dog Chloe (they're litter mates). If this training works and they end up being attentive dogs, I'd love to get a picture of them side by side (not that I could figure out how to get it in here to show you). Right now they just want to roll all over and play when they're together so I'd never get a picture. They play really rough together too, and it usually ends up with Maggie hiding and scared. Chloe is less hyper but she can be vicious. So anyway, we had to practice loose leash walking (try saying that 5 times fast) and the dogs had to sit any time they came up to another dog. We also learned "leave it" and "take it." Which is kind of something I'd done a little bit with Chloe already. The other thing they worked on is "down." Chloe doesn't like to lay down so that's a problem for her. She likes to be on the go all the time. I'll keep working with her because I want this to work out. Mom says they're really training us and not the dogs, and that's quite true. The thing is, though, Mom and Laura aren't really taking the time to work with them all week at home, so I know their dogs aren't getting as much out of it as Chloe is. I know they're busy, but I'm a single mother, I am too. You only get out what you put in.

I am far from perfect though. I had mom and Laura over for cake for Justin's birthday as I had been planning. My neighbors were invited too, but they backed out at the last minute. So I had TONS of extra food (chips, salads, sandwiches, etc). Most of what I had bought was light (pretzels, reduced fat chips, etc) but I'm still a little uneasy with all that food being in the house and I may get rid of it. Here's my downfall, I'm a horrible housekeeper. So I guess the time I spend training my dog my mom spends cleaning. My mom was pointing out the dust on my chandelier. I felt awful about it. I know I've done less housework lately because I've been sick, and I really need to get better about that kind of stuff. I've just never liked cleaning. My mom loves it. I really don't know how anyone could enjoy housework, but she does. I really want to get better about it, but I'm 32 and I've been wanting it since I got married when I was 18 so if the last 14 years didn't bring about change, I don't know that I should expect any for the future.