me tired

I am so tired and sore tonight. Perhaps I should have gone to bed earlier (I'll end up in bed around 10:45ish), but I wanted to finish the curtains for the baby's room. They're modeled after our bedroom curtains, which I bought from Pottery Barn. I'm not sure how my curtains turned out yet. I'll know better how I feel about them when they're hung, but Al still has to put up the curtain rod. Guess I'll know next week!

I didn't think making curtains--which, besides puppy training, was all I did today--would (a) take so long; (b) take so much out of me; or (c) make my back so sore. But it did. Thus my bad grammar in the title.

Puppy training was interesting, and probably the highlight of Al's day. One of the puppies in our class belongs to Detroit Lion Dwight Smith, but his wife's been bringing the puppy in every week. Smith showed up to class today, though. Of course, no one let on that they knew he was one of the Lions; the most Al did was ask our trainer his name. And the most we heard out of him was "Hush!" every few seconds (their dog has a serious barking problem). But still, a brush with Detroit sports fame, just like it used to be when Nick Lidstrom would show up to eat where we went to breakfast. The only people that would make a big deal then were the owners, who wouldn't charge him for breakfast (like he, out of anyone, needed a free breakfast).

What else? Mya's doing very good at training (except those psycho moments at night or in the backyard); Serena's been eating a little again; I'm hoping to see Noah tomorrow. That's all. Going to bed.