My mother-in-law got me a gift in 2005 that initially did not have me doing the happy dance. It was a daily journal with room for 10 years of entries. I reluctantly started doing it and now 7 years later I view it as one of the best gifts ever. I can open up a page and just relive and remember so many wonderful moments, and it is also a nice reminder of the journey I have been on with Mrs. Shife. Anyway I just wanted to share this day in Shifley family history:
March 4, 2009 - One of the downfalls of Quincy only eating canned dog food is that he is getting some killer doggie breath. It might also have something to do with him no longer getting Greenies either, but whatever the case might be, the fattest basset (and technically the skinniest too since he is the only basset on the block) on Greenbrier Drive has some stank breath. I need to find something to give him to help this out because the odor is not very friendly to the nose.
That's it. Nothing too amazing but I like to look back and see stuff like that because then I think about the days with Quincy dog and the really good times Sarah and I had with our first roommate.
Have a great evening and talk to you tomorrow.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.