Clams.

I didn't really pick at my skin today. Or if I did pick at my skin, I don't remember.

Today I hung out with my boyfriend. Helped him trick a tricky stork into being photographed. It (and it's other storky friend) were at the park we were at. My boy would attempt to get close by the park's lake to take a photo of it, but it would fly away to a rock in the middle of the lake. And then it would fly back to shore somewhere far away from us. We did a lot of walking around 'til at last I was like "Hey Mr. Boyfriend, you stay here on this side and I'll go over to try and scare it into flying across the lake toward you..."

It kind of worked. He got a pretty ok photo. Though it seemed the stork was letting me get closer to it than my boyfriend... maybe I could have captured the stork's close up more clearly?

Which reminds me... Today, we were supposed to go on a day trip to Bear Canyon Lake in the White Mountains of eastern Arizona today with my dad, my brother, and our three Weimaraners. They went, but my boyfriend and I decided not to go for whatever reason. It's ok. Next time my dad goes, we'll go with him... and we'll get tons of kickass photos too.

Oh man, that also reminds me... Last night was funzers. Hung out with my boyfriend (again), and ate at Island's (my boy's new favorite burger joint and my new, other veggie burger joint...). After that, hung out with his mom's little Schitzu named Sweet Pea. Took that little dog to Petsmart, then for 1-2 mile walk in the park. I walked 4 miles yesterday, plus worked out at the gym. That's typical for me actually. Seeing as how I walk to work and stuff.

Dude, I gotta do something more with my life than just workout. Haha!

Hmmm...

After blogging yesterday, I picked at a few more 'things' on my skin. My boyfriend said he expected me to blog about it since he saw me doing the picking and kept slapping my hand away. I love him for that. :) I also love attempting to continue picking at my skin even though he's holding onto my hands for dear life to stop me. I'm a taunter, I guess. I like challenging people just to see their reactions.

Ummm... Anyweir... I'm not feeling so good tonight. I think I got too much sun in the park earlier during the 'stork photoshoot.' I feel really clammy. My mom is in the other room coughing her head off. I think her meds are making her immune system weak. But that's what meds do. No surprise there. Her meds are for something... I forget... something to do with her toe or foot I think. She had surgery on her toe or foot -- in addition to the two others to fuse her severed knee cap back together. Gee whiz.

Well, I hope to finish a particular someone's biscotti order tomorrow. Hope this clammy/sick feeling goes away. It's probably the dramatic change in weather. Silly summer weather, you crack me up in a boring, depressing-ish sorta way.

Ciao.