Labor day weekend was a whirlwind of activity. I have many, many pictures to sort through, edit and upload. In the mean time, I have more stories than I’m willing to put into one post. I suppose that’s saying something when I, queen of wordiness, won’t write out all I have to say in one sitting.

(*The downside to not slamming everything into one post is that I’m not a disciplined person when it comes to writing posts [I suppose too many other things in my life require discipline, leaving me none for the blog. Priorities.] and often if I don’t write it all out in one setting, I get distracted and nothing ever gets written. I’m taking a chance here, assuming that the bazillions of pictures I snapped at each of the weekend’s events will prevent them from getting lost before they are logged into the blogosphere.)

(Wow. An entire paragraph long parenthetical aside with a sub-parenthetical aside inside. I am one rabbit-trail lovin’ fool.)

Just not yet. Right now I have to do real work, followed by real school. So for today, I’ll leave you with this gem:

Sunday we went to Denton to see some of our wonderful friends. Since we knew we’d be gone the majority of the day, and since the friends provide a dog-friendly environment, we brought Scout along. Little did we know, their dog, Rusty, is a hair more than just ‘friendly.’ Rusty is down right in smitten.  He tried to have Scout carry his babies OVER AND OVER. It was actually hilarious–Rusty never made contact, he was always just air humping. After a day of trying, I finally captured some of the hump action, while Rusty’s owner looks on approvingly.