Home Alone

So I'm taking care of the animals until Wednesday while my wife tours her friend from Australia around the state. Its wierd being by myself, with the ever present Winston farts to keep me company. It gives you time to think about things, whats going on, are robbers that look like Joe Pesci and Daniel Stern going to break in etc. I'm heading back to work tomorrow pretty much over my painful experience Thursday, have to play catchup again as well. Its been nice having Rick with us, I have given him the obligatory amount of crap for being Australian and hes put up with it good-naturedly. Winston loves him and he loves Winston (as do all who meet my idiotic, hyper loving dog). Next month is looking busy with two birthdays (one my own), a wedding to attend and another doctors visit all in the first week. It will be a stressful week for many reasons, but I'm hoping I pull through fine and don't make an idiot of myself.