Friday

I picked Zooey up and she was so happy to see me. I'm supposed to carry her up and down the stairs and not let her jump around for at least a few days. Yeah right. I couldn't stop her from running up the stairs, and later down to go out, and back up again. She's jumped up and down on the couch so many times I've lost count. At least right now she's laying still and resting. Geez! Even after major surgery that dog has more energy than I do!

So I've been having myself a Firefly marathon. I'm on episode five with nine to go but I'm hitting the bed at 10. I have Dorian's wedding tomorrow. I remember saying to Lou shortly after the boys were born that soon we'd be dancing at their wedding. It does seem like the time went by that fast. But Allen should have been going to the wedding too. If he were alive now he wouldn't go because his wife wouldn't allow it even if he wanted to go. How fast the time went by and how much has changed.