seasons change. . . part two

so it is not like i don't have enough issues with change, you know, owls leaving their nests and making me cry. . .

in the past week, i have celebrated my tenth wedding anniversary by buying a house and sent my baby to kindergarten.

i have experienced a plethora of emotions.

i freaked out because i had myself absolutely convinced that my eight year old yellow lab, that i love entirely too much, has cancer. when i took him to the vet, the vet prescribed some medicine for his itchy skin and told me their is absolutely no reason that my dog won't live for five to seven more years.

on the other hand the "zoo" is being depleted. the mice had to be taken back to pet co. due to an over-population problem. (we thought we had three female mice, but we ended up with a mama, ten babies, another one knocked up, and one proud papa.) the hermit crab was found dead.

which brought me to the conclusion that not all change is bad.

mommy's must have back to school item

when i took zoe to school this morning there was a vw jetta in front of me with a fire dancer sticker on the back window. i thought to myself "damn it!" for two reasons: #1 because that used to be me and #2 because as i followed the car into the school parking lot, driving my silver mini van with a Q99.5 sticker in the back window, i thought, "there goes a much cooler mom than me."
this, along with the sell of my cool little hippie house, my thirty year old, already bruised ego, took another hit.

i found myself thinking in my messed up little mind, in a sing-songy tune, "i'm going to dave matthews tuesday night in kansas city and you're not! i'm cooler than you!"

i think i need buy to a fire dancer sticker for the dazzomobile.