Happy birthday Vixen! My baby is 7. Fear. During her Petco shopping trip she picked out some pigs ears and a rawhide bone.

Gladly I got myself to the comfort zone on my paper last night, so I was able to chill a little this evening. The Slipster, Beff, and I headed to the Johnstown Brewery for some grub. Back to the house and time to get some more questions answered for this week's class assignment. At least from here out things are more focused on preparing for a fun weekend.