Goddog visits

This past weekend my goddog Zoe came to visit at our new house.
I think she must not have recovered from the time she bumped her head on the wooden desk in the corner because, as you can tell, she is still pretty... how do you say it... dumb, stupid and crazy.
When she first got here she was a little calm. Then, she saw us and totally started freaking out. But, after a while, she calmed down and was a lovable, crazy dog.
We took on a walk to Ann St., which is two blocks away, walked down that block and down Garfield to the apartments -- which is a good mile, I would say.
Then we had to walk back, the same way we came. When we got back, she was really tired, so she was cute.
My mom and dad were very happy because she didn't have any accidents, which was good. I really think she was too busy wondering what we were doing, sleeping on the couch and checking the floor for crumbs. There was really no time for an accident.

Braces

On Tuesday I got the most painful thing -- for now -- there will ever be -- braces.
My braces are lime green and light blue. When I was getting them I was more afraid of the big white plastic thing holding my mouth. Then, the big thing that could burn me if it touched anything other than my teeth. I should probably mention that that day I woke up really tired and a couple times the orthodontist had to tap me.
There are some good things about having braces. I have figured out who my worst enemy is... duh-duh-duh-duh! The spoon!
Because it is very hard to get a spoon in my mouth with braces.
On the day I got my braces, I had pizza pocket things. I was supposed to have peanut butter and jelly, but it was too peanut buttery. My friends knew I was getting braces. They thought I would go with some whacko color thing like black and purple. But I told them there were two reasons I wasn't going to go with those colors:
1) None of my outfits would match.
2) I hate the color purple! It's so related to pink.