The cheese to my macaroni...

is finally home! He arrived yesterday morning and although my house is trashed, I am ecstatic.

We went to pick him up yesterday morning, at a somewhat decent time. As soon as we got into the car Damien knew where we were going. I was actually nowhere near the base, and he said "we are going to catch the Daddy". I said "what"? and he repeated himself. Of course, nothing goes off without a hitch, I didn't realize the time. I went in the gate that I figured would be closed, not thinking that guys would be running, of course the other gate that I didn't use is closer to where I had to be. So I am stuck driving behind running soldiers for about a half hour. They run in the middle of the street because apparently that is a good idea, and the cars that happen to be on the road have nowhere to be.

So, anyway, Damien is a pig in shit and has lodged himself up Mike's butt. Everything is Daddy, Daddy, Daddy. I made some interesting recipes yesterday and today that I just might share. Just not today. It feels good to cook again, and have someone other than yourself appreciate it. Now I just have to tackle the mess that is the house. I am going to start over the weekend.

On to the not so happy news, I noticed something on my Missy's leg today and called the vet for an appointment. I just hope it is not the tumor that I think it is. Boxers run a high risk of Mast Cell Tumors (skin cancer). Her appointment is Friday afternoon, so I won't panic until then.

I will post pics as soon as I get my HP back, they should have shipped it out today. Though all I am doing is downloading all my files and sending it back for a new one. I will probably end up using Mike's when he goes to work tomorrow.