We went to see "Brave" last weekend, too. I was not really impressed. I mean...I guess I wasn't expecting the magic and fantasy aspect. I knew the gal would save the day somehow, but I didn't know the situation would be so unbelievable. Maybe I'm just too old.
I'm watering my yard. I never though I'd be a yard-waterer unless the situation REALLY called for it, but I'm trying to turn my dirt into grass. My grandma asked, "Do you want to do more mowing?" Ha. Maybe I do? But mostly I just want less dirt and more grass. And that's happening without a dog in the yard. Again, what was I thinking when I thought a dog was a good idea. People are always posting these sweet things about how dogs love you and are loyal and wonderful...hooey-balooey, says me. Poop, eat, bark. Hmm, in a way, that sorta describes me.