A Little Math Problem...

1 energetic puppy + 1 innocent squirrel + 1 1930's plate-glass window = 1 gigantic disaster

(Yes, this joke most definitely went through my mind.)

 

In case you can't tell, those scary-looking shards of glass are what used to be my kitchen window.  And that's the tree where Mr. Squirrel was hanging out.

Lovely.

(Don't worry, Brinley lovers, Li'l Pup is fine. The glass didn't kill her...and I didn't either. :)

I'm so thankful I have an awesome husband who dropped everything and came home to help me clean the glass explosion, control our crazy dog, and calm two slightly-hysterical girls (Li'l Miss and her buddy, Miss H).  He even offered to take both slightly-hysterical girls to McDonald's and Home Depot tonight so he can order a new window while Miss H's mommy and I work on a project in our church nursery.   

 

He's absolutely my knight in shining armor.

I'm also thankful for the $500 in the "Home Remodel" section of our budget.  Yes, this mama was kinda'-sorta' hoping to use that money for a privacy fence (or a swing set), but it's there when we need it nevertheless.  (Kudos to Dave R. :)

On a brighter note, Jeremy and I took a little road trip yesterday.  To - you guessed it - our lovely state capital.  We brought along my trusty purple accordion folder, stuffed to exploding with every last paper China needs from us.  Thanks to one very sweet lady at our Secretary of State's office, we got all the certifications (and all the free copies) we needed.  Our "paper baby" is now well on it's way to Washington, D.C. for quick visits to the U.S. Dep*rtment of State and The Chinese Emb*ssy before it heads to our agency and then across the ocean.

Unfortunately, after our eight-hour paperwork marathon, we came home to discover that Li'l Pup had emptied the contents of our very full kitchen trash can all over our downstairs.  

A certain dog is not on my good list today.  

After a very intense scrubbing and a super-detailed sweeping/vacuuming, my kitchen floor is the cleanest you will ever see it. If you can handle crazy puppies, come on over. :)