It's about blogging time....

About a year ago, my sister told me how much bloggers annoy her. "Why would anyone want to read about the life of a stranger?" she wondered. Due to the unexpected writer's strike in the early months of 2008 she began reading several blogs, in an effort to replace "good" tv. She now believes that she was misguided in her ways, and really didn't understand the art of the blog. In the words of her husband, "she's a total bloggie." She finally decided to start her own blog a couple of months ago and encouraged me to do the same. After some consideration, I figured, why not? It will be great way for me to capture things that happen to my family from day to day. So here it is! My first entry! I was really hoping for something groundbreaking to write about this week, but I don't think that's going to happen. It was a pretty run of the mill week at the House of Gilbertson. Work, eat, sleep, repeat and pray that the weekend comes quickly. The only thing out of the ordinary was that we had an extra dog at our house. I was bound and determined to not watch my mom's dog Hugo this week while they were on vacation, (let's just say he has a little bit of a "going" problem) so they made reservations for him at a kennel. On Sunday when it was time to bring him to the kennel, I couldn't do it. I asked Mike if Hugo could stay for one more day. We both agreed, that would be okay. So then Monday rolls around and it's time to bring Hugo to the kennel. Today is Friday and Hugo is still at my house. I'm such a sucker.