So, last week we found out that our HVAC system is BWOKEN. Good times! And yes, I used the W on purpose. When giving bad news, I like to use cartoon voices. Anyways, maybe it's because I was expecting this, but strangely I am not having a panic attack about this. This is of course thanks to our emergency fund, but also.... maybe? I like to think I might be getting a little better about receiving bad news in a non-hysterical way? Because last year I almost cried in front of the plumber.
Also, Justy called to day to tell me that I was getting the second fattest puppy of the litter. Also, I"ll be getting a girl? We're taking nominations for dog names. Leave 'em in the comments!