wiener.dog.

I love my family and they totally exhaust me. They push my buttons and I let them. I wish I was so tough that I wouldn't get bugged. Alas, I am not.

I don't really want to complain about my family. There were some difficult moments this weekend, but mostly it has been good. I'd rather complain about myself. What I find hard is feeling like I expect people to treat me with care and sensitivity even though my infertility is a secret from a lot of them. My sisters and my parents know about our situation, but my aunt, uncle, grandparents have no idea. So I've been pouting about the fact that everyone is fussing over the nephews, and by extension my sisters, while all I get are compliments about the ham.

And even for the members of my family who know about my frustrated baby-lust, I get into times when I expect them to be taking care of me all the time. Like I want to be the center of attention for everyone, and I want everyone to be able to read my mind, and I just pout when it's not happening.

I know I'm being such a wiener. A narcissistic wiener. Blah.

In other news, I'm getting a dog this week. Gaah! I've never had a dog before and I'm freaked out and excited. The dog is named Lucky and belongs to my brother-in-law's mom, who is quite sick and has decided she wants to give the dog away. I think he's a cocker spaniel-yellow lab cross - he's medium sized and so sweet and gentle. He's not a puppy but I hope I can train him a fair bit so he will learn not to jump up and stuff, although I don't remember him doing that very much when I've been around him before. I promise I'll post pictures as soon as I get him so you can all swoon over his sweetness. I don't think that he has as much powah as Charlie, but is a very very cute dog nonetheless.

I sort of want to give him a new name. Even if it's just a nickname. Any good ideas?