...Update?

Puppy training... going okay. Abby is definitely the most playful, not to mention smartest, in the class. Granted, there are only 3 puppies total. She's still my little smarty-pants. Potty training? We're working on it.

Saw Cloverfield. Loved it. Got a little woozy at the end, but still loved it.

Bought a new car because my lovely 13-year-old car started to blow up. It was time. I now drive an '07 Civic. It's cute. Black. Drives well, great gas mileage. It's all I can ask for.

Since Trey and I grew up in Crystal River, FL, we're kind of rednecks at heart. Don't let Trey tell you otherwise... it's true. So this weekend we're going to bring out our inner redneck and go to the Monster Jam! It's so much fun... last year a truck flipped over and caught on fire. It was awesome.

Puppies are cute... until you try to train them

Trey got me a puppy for Christmas. Her name is Abigail, Abby for short, and she's a miniature long-hair dachshund. She's absolutely adorable... until she pisses all over the carpet. Then it's all over. She's been better than any other puppy I've known, but there are still those accidents. A lot of times I think it's because she's mad at us when we don't pay enough attention to her.

Crate training, so far, has been unsuccessful.

We start puppy training classes on Saturday. I hope to God that we learn something. If not, I'm going to pull my hair out.