In a galaxy far, far away...

I've been working on a post for about three days now. It's a tough one, so I've been taking my time. My left foot (no, not the movie, my REAL left foot) has been really bothering me, so I've kept it propped up most of the day. Since I don't have a lap top from which I could blog while my foot was elevated, I've had to wait until I felt well enough to come in here and sit at "the command post," as Studly calls it. Sometime soon, I'll finish that other post. For now, I'm going in a different direction.

At about 5:00 this afternoon, our power went out. No storm, no nothing. Just no power. When I called to report the outage, the recording acknowledged a problem in our area and said they estimated we'd have power back by, oh... 8:00 p.m. Hello? This is TEXAS. Three hours without air conditioning at the end of June... well, that's just not funny. Thankfully a thunderstorm blew in last night and had cooled things down a tiny bit, but Studly and I figured camping at my ma and pa's house until the crisis was overted was a capital idea. So after securing some ice cream for our hot selves, we mosied over to the homeplace.

My daddy recently came across an old foot locker that was FULL of stuff from my "Growing Up Jenny" years. I went through the box tonight and laughed hysterically at some of the stuff I said/did/wrote/saved/photographed from all those years ago.

One thing I found that DID warm my heart is the picture below. We had one.sweet.dog. when I was growing up, and Dad and I realized some time back we don't have very many pictures of her at all. The very few we do have are blurry and grainy. Imagine my excitement when I found THIS picture: I was probably five or six when we got her. (I'm nine in this picture.) We had lots of choices of names for this dog. "Spot" would've been a good idea because of that big ole thang on her back. "Bat Girl" was suggested because of the "mask" she wears. Ultimately we settled on the highly original, no-one-else-will-ever-name-their-dog-that name of Princess. It fit her.

I loved that dog. She was funny and smart and so very sweet. She had to be put down when I was in high school, but for the years before that, she gave our family so much joy and unconditional love.



I'm glad I found this picture.

I miss her.