Stupid Taxes

We are working on our taxes today. I hate doing taxes. I'm busy sorting reciepts and Jeff is madly typing away on the computer, and Bailey, well he's lying around looking all cute and relaxed. I'm worn out already.
I think we'll take a break, go to the gym, get groceries and eat supper.

Jeff

For those of you who have ever wondered if my family, especially my brother, get along with Jeff or not, here is a story to put your mind at ease. Today we were driving home from the store and Jeff kept rolling down my window, even though he knows I like my window up. So I would roll it up again, and he would wait until I wasn't paying attention and roll it down again. Those stupid automatic windows, and it makes me upset that he has a button to my window since he's on the drivers side, but I don't have a button to his wondow.
So anyway, then we both remembered a story from our honeymoon in Hawaii. We had rented a mustang convertable to drive all the way around the island of Oahu. So we're going along with the top down and Jeff decided to clean the windshield. Well when he hit the window sprayer, it shot up over the windsheild and I got doused in washer fluid. Well Jeff and I looked at each other, and Jeff got this mischeiveous look on his face and he did it again, and I ducked. And the rest of the trip every time I wasn't paying attention, Jeff would spray me with washer fluid.
When we are home and my brother and brother in law are there, my poor sister and I get picked on the whole time. So see they all get along just fine.

Bailey Surprises

I figured I should update all of you on our dog. Now I've never had a dog before and Jeff has always had family dogs. But this is our first experience with having a dog of our own. Bailey has settled into our home now, and we see more and more of his little personality everyday. At first he never barked unless we snuck up on him or if a he saw another dog out the window. Now if he sees anything out the window he'll bark, and sometimes just to let us know he's out in the kitchen awake, while were sleeping. We'll come home and before we can finish unlocking the door he'll be barking and jumping at his gate wanting out of the kitchen. It's nice to have something so excited to see you all the time.
Bailey thinks he is a cat. He climbs onto the back of the couch to sleep, he'll get on the arm of the couch and lean over to the end table and take kleenex out of the box to play with. We have caught him jumping onto the coffee table to lick plates, or get kleenex or other fun things to play with. He will jump onto a kitchen chair and then onto the kitchen table if we're not looking. We came home the other day and found the candle from my birthday cake in peices on the kitchen table. If you catch him, he'll put his little head down and look all pittiful and get all cuddley.
Today I took him into the bedroom to nap with me while Jeff put some shelves together in the kitchen. Well, he didn't sleep. I woke up to a mess. Bailey finally discovered the toilet paper and he pulled it off the role out of the bathrrom and halfway accross the bedroom. He also had found every used kleenex int the room and had shredded it on the carpet. He picked up all clothing items from the bathroom dirty clothes pile and placed them artistically around the room. And some of those jeans must have been really heavy for a 7 pound dog.
Anyway, he is the cutest most cuddley little guy ever. Here are some new pictures of him.