A Night Off

I have a sitter coming and I'm off this evening to see Revolutionary Road. I am beside myself with excitement! Yay me! J is doing surprisingly well with the advance notice and was totally cool with it.

We went to the lake this weekend and J had a really great time and appropriate behaviors. This is 3 weekends in a row that she has been successful at NOT triangulating. I'm not sure but I think that's a record. We've been studying Native American History so we went up to Cherokee yesterday in the hopes that we could go to the Cherokee village. The village doesn't open until May. We'll try again in June when they start Unto These Hills again. I am ashamed to say that I have never seen it but just the thought of watching The Trail of Tears reduces me to a puddle. There was a lone statuesque man in native dress standing on the corner and he waved to J which sent her over the moon. See...if we had phones or internet at the lake I would've known they were closed.....

When we got home there were 2 huge dogs that had taken up residence. Beautiful hunting dogs and sweet as they could be. Puddin was not amused. The smaller of the 2 dogs would sit on the porch and whine. Finally I couldn't take it so I went outside. I started walking and they would run ahead of me down the road. When they got out of sight I would turn around and walk back to the house. I could never make it more than 30 feet before they had discovered that I had disappeared and would run back to me. They seemed to be taking me somewhere. My imagination went into overdrive and scenes from Lassie kept playing over and over in my head. This went on for over an hour. I had called the number on one of their tags and left a message but no one was calling me back. Giving up as it was time to come home we packed up and headed out. J was scared because they were as tall as she is. It was the saddest thing to drive out and leave them in such a desolate place. I kept calling the phone number on the way home and finally someone answered. The family had been in Chattanooga for the weekend and had left them out with automatic feeders. Poor things. The gentleman called me back and he had gone to pick them up so they made it home by dark.