Keep singing!

* The neighbor's howling hound-dog is officially driving me crazy. I bought the sonar anti-barking device, but it won't work from the vantage point of our house. Instead, I have to introduce it to THEM and somehow get THEM to install it in their yard. And in the meantime, "Bark bark bark HOWL"... every time I finally get a chance to rest.

* Chebbles continues to vacillate between gorgeous little helpmeet and red-eyed devil child. It's exhausting all of us, except her, as evidenced by the hours she spends singing in her crib when I put her down to sleep. And it's not just any singing, it's a replay of the tune that Ariel sings when Ursula is taking her voice. Over and over and over again, an aria of desperation from the direction of The Chebs.

* Baby V does have a cold. It lives in the right side of her face and makes it difficult to nurse from my right breast, So I'm pumping Old Righty and giving her a bottle. It's awesome, bottle-feeding. Chebbles would never do it, so it's a whole new world of "Hey Daddy, could you...?"

* Did you know it's impossible to buy the soundtrack to "The Muppet Movie" on anything but highly expensive LP's? This strikes me as an imbalance of the universe and must be rectified. File it, with the neighbor's dog, under "One Mom's Crusade."