Tuesday, May 31, 2011
There it is
As I awoke to the whines of a puppy at 5:00 and I peaked out the blinds I saw a rosy, orange-pinkish hue to the sky:)
Sunday, May 29, 2011
The Shining... a Rapid City version
Have you seen the Shining with Jack Nicholson? The scary Stephen King movie about the guy and his family who are snowed in and the guy slowly goes insane? They all start to spiral into darkness and weirdness. I think I am experiencing this is a much milder manner. The RAIN is exhausting me. I feel like I am soaking in a tub and getting all wrinkly and pasty.
What more do kids and their parents want to do when the last day of school is out AND it is Memorial Day weekend then spend lots of time outside having FUN? What does a person with a new puppy want to do? Have fun outside of course. We are trying to keep the boys enterained, the dog from getting into everything-cuz she doesn't even want to be outside. I think Big Fry's ability to move and think is directly related to sunlight. I think if the kid didn't have his head attached he would honestly leave it somewhere, like his sweatshirts he lost this year, the clothes he leaves laying outside in the rain. the dishes and wrappers EVERYWHERE! Not to mention his slumping around from room to room about how bored he is. I don't think my last nerve can take it. We so need some blue sky and more for than just a day!!
I am very grateful we are not in a flooding situation like so many others and know the blue sky will come sometime, but for right now rainy soggy gloom is pervading everything.
What more do kids and their parents want to do when the last day of school is out AND it is Memorial Day weekend then spend lots of time outside having FUN? What does a person with a new puppy want to do? Have fun outside of course. We are trying to keep the boys enterained, the dog from getting into everything-cuz she doesn't even want to be outside. I think Big Fry's ability to move and think is directly related to sunlight. I think if the kid didn't have his head attached he would honestly leave it somewhere, like his sweatshirts he lost this year, the clothes he leaves laying outside in the rain. the dishes and wrappers EVERYWHERE! Not to mention his slumping around from room to room about how bored he is. I don't think my last nerve can take it. We so need some blue sky and more for than just a day!!
I am very grateful we are not in a flooding situation like so many others and know the blue sky will come sometime, but for right now rainy soggy gloom is pervading everything.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Day 5
Well so far day 5 of a family with a dog had been not too bad. Big Fry had a meltdown last night after an afternoon of being a caretaker. I called and asked how it was going, I received the following reply, "Oh my gosh, I am exhausted, she is in to EVERYTHING and she wont' listen!" Welcome to my life buddy!
We have found a solution to nipping and jumping-the NO talk, NO touch, and NO eye contact works pretty well. She is learning some basic commands already and works well with a leash. The few accidents have been negligance on the human part, and she does go to the door sometimes to be let out.
It is amazing to me though how an animal who has never had people food can beg for a pizza hut breadstick, crazy.
Overall not a bad start. I have taken few pictures, still at work, AND puppies move fast, very fast, action pictures are NOT my strength!
We have found a solution to nipping and jumping-the NO talk, NO touch, and NO eye contact works pretty well. She is learning some basic commands already and works well with a leash. The few accidents have been negligance on the human part, and she does go to the door sometimes to be let out.
It is amazing to me though how an animal who has never had people food can beg for a pizza hut breadstick, crazy.
Overall not a bad start. I have taken few pictures, still at work, AND puppies move fast, very fast, action pictures are NOT my strength!
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Luna May
Luna May, officially here.
Sleeping in the crate AGAIN as I type. She loves the crate, went in after a wet run outside
It is hilarious to watch Big Fry redirect her again, and again, and again...(a litte karm don't you think)
If she continues to behave as she has this first day then we picked a good one.
I could do without the ticks she is dropping off.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Crazy
Crazy, that would be the word right now. CRAZY. I don't have time for crazy. Crazy thoughts that eat up my time. A crazy amount of things that have to be done, in a crazy short amount of time. Here are a few crazy things...
The furry addition is coming. It is crazy how one small change can be such the focus of attention. Small fry waivers back and forth between "wanting a dog, not wanting a dog", worrying if the dog will like Big Fry more, "just like the cat does"
Worry, worrying about finding one more damn lego or choking hazard. Honestly how the heck did my boys ever make it through toddler hood, there was no way I this much of a fanatic
Work, work is crazy...who thought taking a quick conference trip to Denver would put me in such a time crunch, it did. I am just hoping that all the kids and staff stay sane
The scale-the damn scale is pissing me off. Everytime I say "tomorrow I will eat healthier", I have some emotional trigger set me off, and there I go again. And then I wonder why I keep the damn scale in the first place.
Did I mention legos are a chocking hazard
Hubby who is excited for the boys to have a pet, but the enthusiasm stops there...the boys need him to come around-share in the excitement
Crazy waiting for my haircut and color-imagining as a I usually do a cool funky short summer cut... the crazy obsession with hair magazines is right around the corner.
Here are good crazy things. The boys "puppy proofed" their rooms. I swear I have not seen their rooms so clean. And there were CRAZY things we found, candy wrappers, an empty pop can, and left over lizard skin-all tucked into bizarre safe places. I hope this isn't a precursor to hoading.
Another good crazy thing-Big Fry's HUGE poetry book that caused him so much grief gave him his best grade this nine weeks. 58/60-an A. Gotta give it to the kid, if he sits and takes the time he can write-really write.
Well, think that is enough crazy for now....
The furry addition is coming. It is crazy how one small change can be such the focus of attention. Small fry waivers back and forth between "wanting a dog, not wanting a dog", worrying if the dog will like Big Fry more, "just like the cat does"
Worry, worrying about finding one more damn lego or choking hazard. Honestly how the heck did my boys ever make it through toddler hood, there was no way I this much of a fanatic
Work, work is crazy...who thought taking a quick conference trip to Denver would put me in such a time crunch, it did. I am just hoping that all the kids and staff stay sane
The scale-the damn scale is pissing me off. Everytime I say "tomorrow I will eat healthier", I have some emotional trigger set me off, and there I go again. And then I wonder why I keep the damn scale in the first place.
Did I mention legos are a chocking hazard
Hubby who is excited for the boys to have a pet, but the enthusiasm stops there...the boys need him to come around-share in the excitement
Crazy waiting for my haircut and color-imagining as a I usually do a cool funky short summer cut... the crazy obsession with hair magazines is right around the corner.
Here are good crazy things. The boys "puppy proofed" their rooms. I swear I have not seen their rooms so clean. And there were CRAZY things we found, candy wrappers, an empty pop can, and left over lizard skin-all tucked into bizarre safe places. I hope this isn't a precursor to hoading.
Another good crazy thing-Big Fry's HUGE poetry book that caused him so much grief gave him his best grade this nine weeks. 58/60-an A. Gotta give it to the kid, if he sits and takes the time he can write-really write.
Well, think that is enough crazy for now....
Friday, May 13, 2011
whew, we are almost done
So here it is 10 days left. Big Fry is chomping at the bit to be done. Actually I think he is done. I swear if tween boys had pms he would be a prime example. The other night he actually asked where the tent was so he could go sleep in it. I was so tempted to go and set it up for him. Or give him some of my midol.
Hubby has been a little grumpy, which means hiding in the man cave. Men do that I guess.
My naughties at school have become extreme naughties, I am just a little tired of seeing them as they are of seeing me. It's weird how the end of the year, when we should be celebrating, actually causes anxiety. We are all hanging by our fingernails
We went shopping this weekend for few accessories, the boys were dying to get something since the puppy wasn't actually here. Big Fry and I went to the Salvation Army to DROP off stuff and while we were there someone dropped off a like new dog crate, we scored with it for 25 bucks. Fate, I tell you. Then I panicked... see I didn't have my checkbook when we picked out the puppy so never actually PAID for it. I was counting on "the honor system". So panicking led to calling and when he didnt' call back, more panicking. We finally touched base, the check is in the mail, and she is actually the only one out of 9 left, less than a week later. Hubby was even worried, I think he texted, "If he sells it I will feel bad for you". See we are slowly winning him over. Hopefully enough to stay home the Monday after we pick her up since we need to do it a week earlier than expected and I am still at school. I may have to beg.
I granted the boys all night access to a forbidden video game, I here them now whooping and screeching as a type. It will take all my strength to pry them off the ceiling. We have a busy weekend ahead, lots of puppy proofing, legos have become the enemy.
Hubby has been a little grumpy, which means hiding in the man cave. Men do that I guess.
My naughties at school have become extreme naughties, I am just a little tired of seeing them as they are of seeing me. It's weird how the end of the year, when we should be celebrating, actually causes anxiety. We are all hanging by our fingernails
We went shopping this weekend for few accessories, the boys were dying to get something since the puppy wasn't actually here. Big Fry and I went to the Salvation Army to DROP off stuff and while we were there someone dropped off a like new dog crate, we scored with it for 25 bucks. Fate, I tell you. Then I panicked... see I didn't have my checkbook when we picked out the puppy so never actually PAID for it. I was counting on "the honor system". So panicking led to calling and when he didnt' call back, more panicking. We finally touched base, the check is in the mail, and she is actually the only one out of 9 left, less than a week later. Hubby was even worried, I think he texted, "If he sells it I will feel bad for you". See we are slowly winning him over. Hopefully enough to stay home the Monday after we pick her up since we need to do it a week earlier than expected and I am still at school. I may have to beg.
I granted the boys all night access to a forbidden video game, I here them now whooping and screeching as a type. It will take all my strength to pry them off the ceiling. We have a busy weekend ahead, lots of puppy proofing, legos have become the enemy.
Monday, May 9, 2011
For Carey
First of all there are no pics besides the ones big fry took on his phone, which I then took a pic of his phone with MY phone. So some of you lucky people recieved this grainy image as a text. We don't have any REAL pictures yet because there is no REAL puppy here yet.
We went to see the guy about the dog to LOOK. They live out on this place in Rockerville, I pull up and one large yellow lab (dad) and one petite retriever (mom) come to the car. No barking, no jumping-a good sign. We had already watched all the you tube videos on how to "pick" your dog. Seeing the parents behavior was the first step. We go into the garage and there they all are. It is hard to look at puppies and keep a poker face. Really how shallow is it to say "oh I want that one with the pretty colors". Or just scunch them all up. Nothing like a puppy makes you feel like a big kid. They had just eaten so full -belly tiredness was setting in. We went for the females and started picking them up. The first one trembled and was stiff as a board with its legs-umm a little tense for me. There was one I had my eye on that was grounding its sibling into the ground and chewing its ear-I already have enough sibling rivalry in my house so passed it over. Small fry found a petite red one. Then Big Fry found the biggest one. It happened to be female AND met my color requirements and melted in our arms. We went with the big one, asked the guy if he could hold it for us and I could pay him up front. Of course when we got to the car no Checkbook or Cash. I offered to come out the next night, he said don't worry, it had a ribbon on it, it was ours. I hope he keeps the promise. I really do. Arrival date is the week before memorial day weekend.
Trust me this is one of many stories in the last 3 days that this life event has spun. It could be a WHOLE other dang blog....hmmmm now there is an idea, can someone do that, really have a whole other blog about a DOG. Oh nevermind I don't see alot of time in my future for blogging. As hubby said, "hmmmp kiss your free time goodbye, you think you are busy now". I promptly called him "dream killer" and reminded him he had a window of time to veto me. I then turned around and asked if he wanted to see the pics again.
We went to see the guy about the dog to LOOK. They live out on this place in Rockerville, I pull up and one large yellow lab (dad) and one petite retriever (mom) come to the car. No barking, no jumping-a good sign. We had already watched all the you tube videos on how to "pick" your dog. Seeing the parents behavior was the first step. We go into the garage and there they all are. It is hard to look at puppies and keep a poker face. Really how shallow is it to say "oh I want that one with the pretty colors". Or just scunch them all up. Nothing like a puppy makes you feel like a big kid. They had just eaten so full -belly tiredness was setting in. We went for the females and started picking them up. The first one trembled and was stiff as a board with its legs-umm a little tense for me. There was one I had my eye on that was grounding its sibling into the ground and chewing its ear-I already have enough sibling rivalry in my house so passed it over. Small fry found a petite red one. Then Big Fry found the biggest one. It happened to be female AND met my color requirements and melted in our arms. We went with the big one, asked the guy if he could hold it for us and I could pay him up front. Of course when we got to the car no Checkbook or Cash. I offered to come out the next night, he said don't worry, it had a ribbon on it, it was ours. I hope he keeps the promise. I really do. Arrival date is the week before memorial day weekend.
Trust me this is one of many stories in the last 3 days that this life event has spun. It could be a WHOLE other dang blog....hmmmm now there is an idea, can someone do that, really have a whole other blog about a DOG. Oh nevermind I don't see alot of time in my future for blogging. As hubby said, "hmmmp kiss your free time goodbye, you think you are busy now". I promptly called him "dream killer" and reminded him he had a window of time to veto me. I then turned around and asked if he wanted to see the pics again.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Standstill
Small Fry and Big Fry are at an impasse-Luna or Summer? I don't know if I can stand the arguing for 2 weeks
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
A small (or not so small) lecture
Technology is great, the uses of phones, texting, Facebook, blogging have kept me in touch with friends I might have sent the obligatory Christmas card to and that was it. I am also part of the lives of people who are new to me, so I get the benefits of these. Here is my thing though, if you are a parent you need to MONITOR these at all my times. We want our kids to be tech savvy, we know they are growing up different then us, and they have to. BUT these sources and communications are NOT notes in a locker, or gossip spread in the McDonald's parking lot. We know kids will keep secrets from their parents-as they should, we also know kids are mean. But this new communication brings this to a new, dangerous level.
I am all for kids making their "own decisions", making a "bed and lying in it". BUT there are predators out there who are just LOOKING for unprotected and unmonitored children. Scary stuff, very scary. I am glad I am a grown up-very glad. I am glad to be a "mean" mom, and as of yet my child has no desire to do anything outside of text me and take pics of his lizard. This new landscape is scary.
There my lecture is done:)
I am all for kids making their "own decisions", making a "bed and lying in it". BUT there are predators out there who are just LOOKING for unprotected and unmonitored children. Scary stuff, very scary. I am glad I am a grown up-very glad. I am glad to be a "mean" mom, and as of yet my child has no desire to do anything outside of text me and take pics of his lizard. This new landscape is scary.
There my lecture is done:)
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Still obsessing
I tried to post the link but it didn't work. There is a YOU KNOW WHAT about 50 miles away. Temping so tempting
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