5 Days  hmm, wonder if that was a good thing or a bad thing?
Maybe it's like me thinking hubby being home 24/7 would be a good thing.
I don't think we have argued, fussed and yelled at each other this much in our 13yrs together then we have in the past 2 or 3 months.

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Never did go full blown manic just hyper, which for me was strange.  I was full of get up and go, and I wasn't trying to keep up with my mind.  Did find myself having to take a breath because I was getting tongued tied a few times, other then that didn't do anything crazy.

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Well, I did have our lug of a pig stand on my foot and she wouldn't get off, until I hit her on the shoulder with her feed bucket.  Oh, Yes, it's a real living, breathing four legged PIG.  Hubby can't make up his mind if we are going to butcher her or breed her.  I really don't care what he does as long as he fixes the fence so she can't keep getting out.  For some odd reason all the animals I have ever had end up acting more like dogs then the animal they are suppose to be.  I had a bull that followed me around like dog when ever he got out of the pasture, and Bacon (The Pig's Name) does the same thing when she gets out.  And believe me when I'm sitting outside looking up at the stars, pet or no pet.  I'm going to scream when they come stick their nose to me.

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Hubby came home and I told him about his pig getting out and her standing on my foot.
He asked me if I got in the pen with her.  LOL.
"How else was I suppose to get her back in her pen?"
"All you had to do was open the gate for her then pour some feed over the fence into her pan and she would of went in."
"I got her back in her pen, and did you know there is a whole section of fence gone like it's been cut?"
"Yah, remember that day you thought you heard someone in the pasture?  Well, I noticed the fence was cut a few days after that.  Been meaning to fix it, but I keep forgetting about it."
"Well, your not working, when you going to fix it?"
"The next time she gets out.  Will that be soon enough for you?"
Grrrrr.

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Well as long as she gets out when hubby is home, I won't be the nagging wife.
Pete (Dog) is growing, I know I'm going to have trouble on my hands when he gets to big to keep in the house any more.  Baby Girl (My Daughter) has claimed Pete as hers, thankful he has gotten to big for her to drag him around any more by the tail.  Pete has gotten where he grabs a hold of her panties and pulls her around by her panties, now days.

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Oh, I did put Baby Girl's potty outside, and for three days I would send her outside when I put the dog out, she isn't peeing on the floor anymore, but she has peed in bed a few times, so I had to get some pull ups for bed time.  So now if I could get it in her head that she is suppose to poop poop in the potty as well.  We will be finished with potty training.

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Well, it's almost 10am.  So I need to get dressed for town.  Want to get to the video store when they open, Son wants to see "Over the Hedge" , it's Lady's Night at the Casino and son's behavior has been improving, so if I get there early enough I might get lucky and get a copy for him to watch tonight.

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Hey,
Glad to hear you didn't go into a full manic episode. I know what that feels like though, sometimes you sort of wish you would.
I usually feel like I can crawl out of my skin hen I am in a semi manic episode.
I have to be honest, I couldn't kill the pig, lol. If I had to hunt for my food, I would be really skinny, lol.
I have heard that girls are harder to potty train than boys are. I don't know if that's true or not, but I have heard that before.
I was lucky, I had all boys, lol.
Hope you have a great day!!!

well, I'm learning with the potty training. And so far she is way ahead of my son's record. I didn't get son completely potty trained until he was four.
:o We were invited to a birthday party when he was three and one of the little boys dropped his pants and watered the tree there in front of everyone. That party was a turning point for my son, all the other mom's were gasping in horror, and here I am pointing at the boy telling hubby I wish our son would do that. Then a week after that I was watching "Yes, Dear." and the redneck brother-in-law's boy was potty trained in a week while the other couple were still struggling with potty training. LOL. I woke hubby up before the show was over with a coffe can in hand. Telling him here, you can teach your son how to aim, and going outside means I will have less of a mess to clean up.
Things moved along much faster when hubby showed son the coffee can, we put outside for him.
Well, my son is potty trained, he may prefer to sit on the toliet when he is inside, but he also knows what trees are good for.:)
Am I a redneck? well maybe I am, but I will admit I'm a country bumpkin.