Sad News...

Well not seriously sad, but sad for Coda, my doggie. He went to see the vet and was informed he needs to go on a diet! Okay, none of us really like to hear THAT 4-letter word, but for a Labrador, that's horrible because they love to eat. Poor baby. He's nearly 110 pounds which is way over average for his breed, but if you look at him, he's all muscle - doesn't look fat to me. (Is mama a little defensive, maybe?) The vet said because he's so big he's prone to get diabetes, so we really do need to cut back on his food.

Here's a picture of Coda snuggling with his new Christmas toy:

And I took this photo this morning. Doesn't he have such an adorable face?

So this morning, my son, David, calls me from school at 6:50 (he has zero period, so he's there very early) and asks me to bring the packet of information that is due today when I head back to school to drop Jason off. This would be the IMPORTANT packet of info with release forms, passport info, etc. for their upcoming band trip to Australia this summer. This would be the packet I handed to him yesterday stressing how important it was for him to turn it in today. This would be the packet that he accepted in his own hands and assured me he knows, he'll get it in. So when he calls this morning and says I was supposed to get it to him after I not only handed it to him but he acknowledged it, I was annoyed. That kid - I SWEAR - it seems like he's listening and that what you're saying is absorbed in his brain, but you just never know... I feel sorry for his future wife.

So I go get the packet - out of his room where he left it, of course - and bring it with me while dropping Jason off. I pull up right in front of the bandroom and hear the sound of Tower of Power's "What Is Hip" and I can't help myself. I was going to have Jason drop the packet off but instead said I would and oh, the nostalgia - that song took me right back to my high school days. You can't imagine the thrill I get from hearing those kids play, so I decide to stick around (I knew the teacher wouldn't mind and neither would David). I got to hear about 20 minutes of them practicing, and then they broke into Swing, Swing, Swing - and who can't help but move to that song? So not only could I not stay annoyed, but I ended up really enjoying myself. Really got my morning jumping. David is lucky he knows the way to his mama's heart, that's all I have to say...

Later today I'm heading down to Stockton where my son, Joseph, is a sophomore at the University of the Pacific (about an hour from here). He's coming home for the weekend - yay! He hasn't been home in about 3 weeks so it will be nice to have him back.

I'll have the next part of So Sweet up for you tomorrow, so talk with you then!