a diary of my life, the good, the bad and the ugly
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Just returned from the NJ Client.
It's hot outside. Now I have to leave in 10 minutes for the gym. I have a stretch session tonight at 6pm. I did 30 minutes on the elliptical yesterday. I was trying to run but not feeling motivated enough.
I'm the proud mummy of Paddy the pug who is now 15.5 years old (born June 9, 2005). My Boston terrier bro Guga (born November 16, 2006) got killed in a car accident in May of 2009. I miss him every day. Paddy is not Irish, although he may pretend to be on St. Patrick's Day to get extra treats. Guga was named after Gustavo Kuerten, the three-time French Open champion, whose gregarious personality Guga exemplifies.
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