my dad's dog, patsy cline, got a little mouthy when she heard that the other dogs had their pictures posted to the site.

but then she felt really bad about yelling.
my manager at work 'volunteered' me to write a skit for people to perform at our annual sales conference. i hope you're rolling your eyes along with me right now. i hate this crap. i hate it when people 'volunteer' you for stuff...doesnt that go against the whole purpose of the word? to make it worse, i have been given the topic "reality tv". pretty much.

so wish me luck. in an hour i'll be one of the thousands of lemmings driving north for the holiday. in fact, give me a call, i'm sure i'll have plenty of time to chat : )


this is the first voice i've heard this week that really speaks for me. if you have a moment, read on.

Two Nations Under God

camo dog.

artie is perfecting his camoflauge skills. i think he's getting pretty darn good at it.


hi, 51% of america, i'm mollie donovan. do i know you? i dont think i do. who ARE you?

i guess you are where you live. you're middle america.

i can respect your opinions and i can respect your right to have differing beliefs from mine. but i reserve the right to not respect the man you've chosen to represent those beliefs. i wont respect someone who doesnt respect those he governs. i wont trust someone who lies, not only to me, but also to the 51 percent that chose to overlook that fact and lend him support.

my heart is just sad today.

you know, it shouldn't be about your pocketboook. its about people. its not about enforcing your beliefs on others, but trusting them to make the right decision for themselves.

so in that same spirit, i guess all i can say is...you'll certainly get what you asked for.
excerpt from my daily devotional this morning. seemed quite appropriate for this bummer of a day:

We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed and broken. We are perplexed, but we don’t give up and quit. We are hunted down, but God never abandons us. We get knocked down, but we get up again and keep going

2 Corinthians 4:8-9


27 was a great birthday.

i was initially really bummed out about my birthday being on a sunday and the forecasted rain had me frowning. ends up it was a great weekend.

friday night i did the unthinkable. (or rather what had become the unthinkable in the past year or so...) i stayed out until last call!! woo hoo!! i wanted to give myself a high-five i was so proud.

saturday kevin had a couple of friends join us for a surprise fancy-pants dinner at mars. it was the best meal i've had in a reeeally long time. it was delicious. what a treat to have them with us to celebrate : )

sunday we went to church and then had a few friends over for burgers and sangria. the weather was nice and the food was great!

this morning, listening to the rain splatter the porch & re-reading my birthday cards, was the first time in a long time that i felt incredibly lucky to have such special friends in austin. sometimes those little reminders mean everything. their thoughtfulness and caring mean the world to me- and i feel so loved.