December 28, 1990 (Part 3)
I forgot to tell about his obedience classes. He's had 3 so far. We skipped last week & this because they're closed for the holidays. He's done so-so overall. The first week he did much better than either of us expected. The second week he didn't do well at all. He didn't want to go out on the floor with me - he was too distracted trying to keep his eye on Guy. I finally signaled for Guy to come take over cause I couldn't get him to do anything. I sat & cried for about 5 minutes cause I was so upset & frustrated. The girl cut the class a little short to go over the problems on everyone's sheets. A lot of people have the same problems. About getting on the couch, or anywhere else they shouldn't, you should set up mousetraps. She said it wouldn't hurt them but after being scared a few times they'd stay away from the area. We got some the other day but haven't tried it yet. As for practicing with him every day, I did it every day that I could but it's just getting so tiring, especially when it's cold outside. The last time I did it was xmas eve. Guy's done it every day I think except Sun. & xmas day.
Back to our anniversary - I really dressed up for it. I put my hair up on electric rollers (for the first time since cutting it) and it did a lot better than I thought. Except by the time we got home the left side was flipping out at the front instead of under. I had parted it on the left and pulled the right side back with my cream-colored bow with the pearl trim. I really laid on the makeup too. I wore my silky black skirt and the creamy white sweater with the gold metallic stripes. I finally made the scarf to go with it last weekend. It's alternating gold & silver 1" stripes. I had intended to wear it down low like around the bottom of the sweater but there wasn't enough left to tie even wearing it that low. I ended up tying it in a low square know around my neck. I wore the silver heart earrings with the 'diamonds' hanging down. I thought I looked very nice and when Guy came up to see if I was ready, the way he looked at me I knew he thought so too. And he told me I looked beautiful. That made it worth all the effort.
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