We finally settled on Miley for our puppy. She went through Lisa, Bonnie, and Molly before we decided. Add that to her former family's name, which was Lily and that is a lot of names for one little puppy in a very short amount of time. But, we love Hannah Montana around here so Miley it is. If you don't understand the Hannah/Miley connection, you obviously don't have a daughter above the age of 2. Also, my daughter screams anytime she hears the Jonas Brothers. And she can pick them out even without seeing them. It is almost scary. We are just listening to Radio Disney and on they come, followed by a soul-piercing scream.

I would love to show you a picture of our miniature pincer mix puppy, but I STILL can't find the cord to my camera. What an odd thing to loose. Here are some other things that I have lost in the last week or so: a package of loose leaf paper, the folder with the papers I need to enroll Lillian in school and my ability to put away clean clothes. Only my own, but still. It is getting ridiculous.

So, today is filled with glaring at my laundry and going though cabinets getting ready for our Mops yard sale Saturday and finding time to get to the grocery store. Oh! I keep forgetting to put the roast in the crock pot. Dinner isn't going to be very good without the roast. I'm actually making pulled pork sandwiches so that means that I must get to the grocery store because I don't have anything for it except the pork roast. Man, am I organized or what.