Budget Talk
We recently had a budget talk at HBHQ. Barry showed up to the Budget Meeting with a notebook and list. I showed up empty handed. Can you guess who was more excited about the talk?
In the middle of the Budget Meeting Wren called. When I told him that I was in the middle of a Budget Meeting he wondered where I was. I informed him that I was sitting on my couch next to my husband and his notepad. 
Wren, loving the idea of the Budget Meeting, laughed and asked me if I needed any fancy words to use. I took him up on his offer and scratched down a few key words.
Fortunately, when the HBHQ Budget Summit resumed I was able to use the words (expenditure, point of diminishing returns, and ???). Unfortunately, I tried to use them all at the same time and Barry looked at me as if I had grown another head.
The Budget talk was valuable to all parties involved. Worry not, we’ve got our pie charts in order, our planned expenditures and whatever else was on that list. Let it be known for the 2010 HBHQ Budget Review, I’m coming with a whole dagum notebook and a few more Action Items.
Door Restored
Lately Sydney has been struggling with saying goodbye to our old door. She’s been reflecting on all the time that she’s spent guarding HBHQ, even through snow storms she’s protected this door!
I think she hatched a plan to give our old door as much use as possible in the remaining days it has hinges. The plan includes barking and waiting for us to open the door to go out in the yard. Once she’s convinced us to open the door and let her out, she turns directly around and waits for us to join her. It’s kind of pathetic.
When we don’t come outside with her she either sits there or pushes the door back open. She’ll sit there expectantly waiting for you to join in the backyard fun.
Since you can’t take that face for one more, single, second you ask her if she wants to go check it out. This is special Camp Janet language and she’ll never, ever turn down a chance to check it out.
She thinks it’s a good idea and decides to head off into the wild HBHQ yard…
until she wonders if you’re coming too. Are you?
There’s that face again. How can you say no to so many wrinkles?
She’ll lead the way to her special area. Once she’s checked things out, she stares at you with the same exact same expression on her face that convinced you to open the door in the first place.
I’m wondering what kind of reaction she’s going to have once the new doors are completley installed. I’m fairly certain her facial expressions can’t get much more pathetic.
Or can they?