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Let's see...yesterday involved Josh going to a birthday party while the rest of us went to the pug meet-up. It's been a few months since we've gone to one (soccer) and apparently Max is no longer the fun loving pup he once was. I caught him trying to mount a couple of female dogs. His favorite friend--one he's played with many times before--was in heat so her owner kept her on her leash the whole time. Maybe it's just me, but I think he has no business taking her into a group of dogs if she's in heat! Max would hardly leave her alone. We plan on getting him fixed but I just didn't realize it was time already. It is. It's time.

That evening we took the whole family to a playground. There were two teenage girls hanging out there, cussing at the little kids (not my kids, but other random kids.) I asked them to stop but they didn't hear me (or pretended not to?) I eventually took my kids home earlier than I intended to because she wouldn't stop dropping f-bombs. Why were they even hanging out at the playground? The sad thing is that the little kids were cussing back at them. None of the other moms seemed to care which made me feel even more awkward. I'm not a confrontational person so it was easier for me just to leave than deal with her face on. I know, I'm a wimp.

I leave for Washington in 13 days.