Waking up from unsettling dreams

I had a dream last night that I was graduating and I was scrambling around trying to find a cap and gown. In the middle of running around my dad showed up. I asked if he was coming and he said he definitely wouldn't miss it. I'm going to spend the rest of the day trying not to cry because I am not graduating yet and my dad won't be there when I do. Where is my teddy bear when I need it.

Possibly because of the dream, I very much did not want to wake up this morning. I have to be at work at 8am and didn't get out of bed until 7:30. I had a nice three day weekend and every morning this weekend, I have woken up around 8am with the mild feeling I was going to be late for work. Well now I am at work and I wish I stayed in bed with my husband and puppies. Though if I was there, it would mean we were cleaning today since my MIL is staying at our house to dog sit this coming weekend. Cleaning, work, cleaning, work. I am not sure which I want to be doing less right now. At least I could be in my pjs if I was cleaning, though the onslaught of terrible allergies I had yesterday would probably be back if I was cleaning.

I hate dust.

In happier news, Austin is just a couple days away. Is going to the land of indie music, booze, and food trucks going to help me get into my bathing suit? No, but it will be awesome and delicious.

I'm going to get through today by listening to 90s music. DMB anyone? Jewel? Semisonic?

PS Semisonic's closing time always makes me laugh because I think of the scene from Friends with Benefits with Timberlake and Kunis and he sings that song and thinks it's Third Eye Blind. I love JT and 90s alt rock.

Olive Gets Her Groom On!

 

Look Ma! I'm fluffy! I'm so fluffy, I can't see anything! I got my beach wave on! I'm hot as hell!!

 

Look Ma! Now I'm all clean and shaved because I got groomed today...

 

Oh, um, except that I ran outside as soon as I got home to chase Benny around and now I'm dirty again. Look at my dirty paws! Sorry... Can I have that treat now?

Sometimes I forget how small Olive is and then I get her groomed. She is a tiny girl! They kept her tail as fluffy as possible, which you can't really see. 

Hot fluffy mess!

Someone is getting a grooming tomorrow and it is not Benny. This weekend I will be writing my last paper of the semester about crisis management. It is a problem because I am not in a scholarly mood but I need to answer these questions and keep up the ruse that I am intelligent. Sometimes I feel like every class is a job interview. An important networking opportunity. Will it actually be any of those things? Probably not. But it's good practice. Stressful, stressful practice.

One year left... thesis this summer!