How come weekend trips wear you out so much? I guess it's the lack of sleep, but the Monday after a weekend trip always leaves me desiring more sleep. I really miss the days of being able to sleep until 11am, getting up at between 6 and 7am on the weekends really stinks.
The trip to Jenn's house went pretty well. My puppy (Maddie) and Jenn's brother's dog (Sadie) played pretty aggresively, so they had to be watched pretty closely. They both seem to have a blast, but if you don't make them split up from time to time, they'll never stop playing. Maddie definitely demonstrates alpha dog traits—any time Sadie had something Maddie would go take it from her. She's also listening less and less—I think I need to spend more time on training and I'm seriously considering obedience training.
On the drive home last night, my parent's called and said they were in the Hilliard area. We were still about an hour outside of Hilliard, but my parents managed to find something to keep themselves busy until we got home. It was nice to see them. It's kind of sad, 'cause I think my dad was more interested in seeing the puppy than he was seeing me. :) I guess that's what it must be like to be a parent. It was a nice little visit and I'm glad they were able to stop by.