This week has been quite challenging, and it is only Tuesday. My hubby had surgery yesterday morning. When I got home from the hospital, I began to have some major coughing fits. Both of us, in separate places, were up all night. I picked Joe up from the hospital and we headed home. Me, still coughing and sore from the cough. Put Joe to bed and called the doctor.
I went to my appointment and was told I have whooping cough. Are you kidding me???? Exhausted, went to the pharmacy to get my prescriptions. I got home and went up to check on Joe. Then back down to check on the dogs. Godiva, looked guilty....
"Oh shit, the girl scout cookies".... My adorable daughter is a Daisy Scout and it was her first time selling cookies. She sold the most cookies in her troop... With everything going on, we have not yet delivered them all. I went into the pantry to check on the orders.... Godiva went outside. 2 orders were missing - 7 boxes!!!! I followed Diva and in the backyard were 6 empty boxes and one almost opened... So, instead of her doggy dinner, she got a pepcid and went to bed (yes, she is fine. she was actually begging for food shortly afterward). Luckily, this mastiff has many redeeming qualities, including being a great watchdog. Tonight, she became an honorary girl scout!