Yay

I love online shopping.

Mr. Fro was sick last weekend. We had planned to go out shopping for an area rug for the living room, but since he was sick we didn't get to do it. We are hosting Christmas Eve this year and were hoping to have a rug in the living room by then, because the tree is in there and the gift-opening will be in there, and sitting on the oak floor is not all that comfortable.

I was sort of dreading rug shopping with Mr. Fro since I usually have no patience for shopping with him for anything where we have to agree on little tiny details. He's too slow. I'm not sure how to describe how he shops except to say that when he's buying pants, he will grab the same size pair of pants in 5 different colors, and go to the dressing room and try each pair on. Same pants. Same size. He thinks the different colors fit differently. I can't stand it.

Anyway.

I suggested that we look at Overstock.com for rugs, so Sunday we brought up the website on the big TV and comparison shopped from the couch. It was actually kind of fun. We actually agreed on one fairly easily and ordered it. It's going to be here today! Hooray!

Also! To those of you who suggested I get a dog to take care of the crumbs on the floor - believe me, if I could have a dog I would already have one. Probably two. I LOVE dogs. However, I'm allergic to them. When I was 5 my parents got me a dog for my birthday, and I had such a bad reaction to him that they had to take him back. I cried and cried. And cried and cried. We got another dog when I was 14 and I was allergic to her, too, but I wanted so badly to keep her that I hid the fact that I couldn't breathe from my parents. I used to sneak out of bed at night and sleep in the bathtub because it was the only place that didn't collect dog hair. By the time they figured anything out I plead my case and we got to keep the dog, but I had to go for allergy shots. They didn't do much good, so after 4 years of shots, I went away to college and was no longer living with a dog and could breathe again.

Mr. Fro would love to have a dog but he and I have had to make peace with the fact that it's really better for me not to have one. I've thought about getting one and just dealing with the symptoms but that's kind of silly. In the meantime I watch Lauren carefully for any sign of allergies when we go to my brother in law's house (they have three dogs. I have to drug up mightily whenever we go over there.) So far she doesn't seem to show any signs of having any problems with their dogs. I can't tell you how happy it would make me if it turns out that she hasn't inherited my allergies.

It makes me sad that I can't have a dog. I want a beagle.