Warning! Messy house below!

One more day of hospital duty. I've had a light week, so can't complain too much, though today left a little to be desired, on many levels. I delivered a baby. Unfortunately, labor was induced by the local method of methamphetamines. The baby's fine, but it's frustrating to see this happen over and over. It's quite an issue here.

I did get some knitting done on my down time. The gusset decreases are done, and I'm onto straight knitting in the foot. I'm getting faster at socks, which is nice. Maybe I can actually get a pair done in a month, instead of one individual sock each month. I'm working on it. I'm avoiding G's sweater tonight. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a better outlook on life and will be more into it. It's all about the attitude. And tonight I've got nothing but bad attitude.

And now for something totally and completely non-knitting related:

There's something wrong here. I can't quite figure it out. Well, besides the messy counter/kitchen. Let me think...Oh, wait. The dog is on the flippin counter!! G had left out some marinara sauce to cool a bit. Needless to say, the sauce is no more. I don't even like cats on the counter, but a dog?? What the hell? It's G's dog, that's all I have to say. Mine is much more well behaved. In all actuality, she'd probably eaten what was on the floor, and had taken off to hide outside. Does anyone else have issues like this, or are our dogs just freaks?