YAY FOR FRIDAYS!

Steve and I are going to meet a doggie tonight that we're thinking of adopting and ridiculous as it sounds I'm scared to death to have think about the responsibility of taking care of a puppie. I know it's not like having kids or anything but it's a step in that direction because it means we're responsible for something.
I guess I'm also not to wild about the idea since I was so sad when Herbie the goldfish died. Steve gave me a goldfish (I named Herbie) last year for Valentines day and he just died a few months ago and I felt like such an idiot because I was so upset and started crying when I saw him floating at the top of the fish tank. Good thing I have such a sensitive husband that assured me that good ol' Herbie didn't suffer as he was leaving us.
I just hate to think of how upset I would be if something happened to mans best friend when I was that upset over our $.09 goldfish dying.
Maybe I'm just more afraid that if we get a dog that dog would sense I'm really not a dog person and hate me.

Good thing my self worth isn't all wrapped up in a dogs opinion of me eh? :)

Anyway so that's my update for the day.
Hopefully it will be a fun and safe weekend with no visits to the ER. I've seen enough of the hospital in this past week to last me a good 20 years or so.