Ivy's about 15 pounds now, and I think that's about where she will stay. She's still not fully housetrained. ~sigh~ She is, however, adorable, and David's warming up to her. He even has pet names for her. I had to give her a bath the other day, as she pees submissively, then rolls over on her back right in the puddle. Ew. I used a shampoo with some conditioner, and she's much softer and less wiry. Of course, that might just be from being less filthy, too.
The heat this summer has been ferocious. So hot, so humid, so awful. Today we're getting a break in the weather - only 90F for the high, and the humidity is below 60%. Gads. Fall comes in November, but the serious heat & humidity usually breaks in late September. I sure hope so.
Work's going well. I'm working with a new manager (one of four), and we get along. She's understandably nervous about the new job, and I'm giving her pep talks and encouragement. She also used to teach water aerobics at the gym, but hurt herself trying to put those stupid aqua bikes away, and hasn't been able to teach since. Anyway, I'm glad we have her. Another manager is just back from maternity leave, too. (I actually report to a fifth person, but my job is to help these four people get their classes done.)
I went to a cookout yesterday, and while I stayed in the shade most of the time, I also hung out in the pool, and got some sun. You'd think I knew better by now. Hell, I have known better since I was 10. And yet, I still manage to get a sunburn at least once per summer.
Speaking of pools and water aerobics, I have got to go back to the pool classes. When I got in it yesterday, I remembered how much I adore being in the water. I am certainly not getting any exercise outdoors (poor dogs), and I am certainly in need of it. Now that David doesn't mind caring for Ivy, I need to make that time. It's good for my body and my mood.