This morning Tonks, my sister and I went to check out the newest Bark Park in town. Ok, so it's not really our town but it's the town hubby and I work in. I've never lived anywhere with a bark park and since Tonks is still young and thinks everyone was put on earth to love her, I figured it was as good a time as any to check it out.
We were a little leary at first and took her to the 30lbs and under area. Sadly she's going to out grow that area pretty quick and that was the area we had the most fun in. Tonks thought it was great to meet so many new people.....oh yeah and their dogs. The dogs were right about her same height so that was fun for her, plus she was able to run and play. I got a good laugh even when a 4 month old Westie showed up and the two started running. The Westie was able to outrun Tonks and after about 5 minutes of trying to catch up to her, Tonks crashed and was ready to go home. Of course by the time that happened, we'd been there for an hour and a half. Not bad though since I'd been thinking we might actually need to stay longer than that.
The people in the small dog area were also much friendly than the people in the large dog area and everyone made sure there were no problems at all, which I really liked. The people in the large do area were more concerned with talking to each other or talking on the phone. Many of them didn't even pay much attention to wait their dogs were doing. Personally I'm hoping Tonks doesn't get much over 30lbs so we'll be able to still hang out in the small dog part. Her mom was pretty small so it's actually a possiblility.
All in all, a good time was had by all and Tonks and I can't wait to go again. If you've got a dog but have never taken it to a bark park and have the oppertunity to do so, I definitely recommend it. Poor Tonks is still tired 9 hours later. lol
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
I haven't made fried chicken in 20 years
When I was a kid I remember thinking how neat it was when someone would say "I haven't done ...... in x number of years." I couldn't wait until I'd have enough years under my belt to say I hadn't done something in a bunch of years. As a child, what was I going to say? Not something like "I've been feeding myself for 8 years now." That's not exactly cool. Now at the age of 40 though I can actually say I haven't done something in a number of years and it's at least something slightly more cooler than feeding myself. Until this past Saturday, I hadn't made fried chicken in about a good 20 years.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Nothing much new
So, I have no idea what happened to June and I'm still not sure how we managed to get almost to the half way point in July, but where we are.
Nothing much is new in my life, except for an awesome vacation that I'll be talking about later. The cats and puppy still aren't getting along as I'd like them to. But, I do have to admit it's kind of funny sometimes to watch Hobbs heard Tonks places or trap her places. She usually thinks he's playing, but he sure doesn't seem to think he is. In the meantime we still can't Gus to swat Tonks with his claws. Poor Gus is always giving Tonks looks like she's invading his personal space and that she really needs to go, but Tonks just doesn't get it. As for Tonks, she's growing pretty well. She's still got one small health problem which is crystal's in her urine but that's it.
Hopefully I'll update more later.
Nothing much is new in my life, except for an awesome vacation that I'll be talking about later. The cats and puppy still aren't getting along as I'd like them to. But, I do have to admit it's kind of funny sometimes to watch Hobbs heard Tonks places or trap her places. She usually thinks he's playing, but he sure doesn't seem to think he is. In the meantime we still can't Gus to swat Tonks with his claws. Poor Gus is always giving Tonks looks like she's invading his personal space and that she really needs to go, but Tonks just doesn't get it. As for Tonks, she's growing pretty well. She's still got one small health problem which is crystal's in her urine but that's it.
Hopefully I'll update more later.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Taking names
I just added a construction company to my list of "special people/business". Since I stated working here 10 1/2 years ago, I've been keeping track of special people I've dealt with. On this list are a few real estate agents, apartment owners/managers, car dealerships, flowershops and restaurants.
What's so special about these businesses that's made me put them on a list? I'll tell you. They have horrible business practices. Some of them refuse to pay their bills while others are just horribly mean and rude.
Over the years for one reason or another, I've been forced to have some sort of contact with these people through my job. Granted, sometimes I've had to call these people to remind them to make payments but many other times they were calling me for some reason. Either way, for whatever reason, on more than one occassion--typically on each occassion I've spoken with these people, they've flat out been pricks and because of that, I refuse to do business with them.
I guess the thinking of most people nowadays seems to be "If you don't like it, too bad!" Many people don't feel the need to be nice to others and it's a shame. The only reason I called the construction company today was to let them know their past due balance was something leftover from Feb 2008. I figured they were paying the bills late and paying what they had recorded as past due but not paying much attention to what was really past due and why. So, I thought I'd be nice and explain to them where they'd gone wrong. That was a big mistake. The wife/mother bitches me up one side and down the other for calling on her cell phone when she's not at work. "Um....lady, the guy who answered at the business told me to do it. Now I'm not sure, but I'm gonna guess since he sounds old like you do, that it was your husband. So bitch at him, not me and I'm just trying to let you know what the call will be about if you call back." Geez!
Needless to say 1.I'm not calling them again if I can ever help it and 2.I'll never do business with them.
What's so special about these businesses that's made me put them on a list? I'll tell you. They have horrible business practices. Some of them refuse to pay their bills while others are just horribly mean and rude.
Over the years for one reason or another, I've been forced to have some sort of contact with these people through my job. Granted, sometimes I've had to call these people to remind them to make payments but many other times they were calling me for some reason. Either way, for whatever reason, on more than one occassion--typically on each occassion I've spoken with these people, they've flat out been pricks and because of that, I refuse to do business with them.
I guess the thinking of most people nowadays seems to be "If you don't like it, too bad!" Many people don't feel the need to be nice to others and it's a shame. The only reason I called the construction company today was to let them know their past due balance was something leftover from Feb 2008. I figured they were paying the bills late and paying what they had recorded as past due but not paying much attention to what was really past due and why. So, I thought I'd be nice and explain to them where they'd gone wrong. That was a big mistake. The wife/mother bitches me up one side and down the other for calling on her cell phone when she's not at work. "Um....lady, the guy who answered at the business told me to do it. Now I'm not sure, but I'm gonna guess since he sounds old like you do, that it was your husband. So bitch at him, not me and I'm just trying to let you know what the call will be about if you call back." Geez!
Needless to say 1.I'm not calling them again if I can ever help it and 2.I'll never do business with them.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Kids????
When I was 12 I thought God and I had an agreement. If, as I got older, I ever blessed by becoming pregnant, I’d keep the baby-although in the case of rape more things might need to be considered. Basically what I thought it was, was that if God let me become pregnant, then all would be good and I’d keep the baby, even if I was only a teenager.
Many years passed before I ever even had sex, let alone had a chance to become pregnant, but finally, when I was about 23 I found out I was pregnant. As soon as I found out the wonderful news, I realized the relationship I was in was a bad one and I’d need to get out of it. Doing whatever needed to be done, I ended the relationship. Within about a week I discovered I was no longer pregnant.
I have to admit that I was pretty mad at both myself and God. I knew it was all my fault. That I’d been a failure as a human. I also didn’t understand why God would break our agreement. Granted he hadn’t said the words “yes, we have a deal” but at 12 I’d been so sure we’d had an understanding. Now that I’m 39 I know God has understandings, I just probably don’t get the part he’s understanding or how he’s meaning me to understand him.
Anyway, after that loss, I vowed to kill myself by eating. It’s been 16 years now and I’ve managed to gain about 200lbs towards my goal. For the record, I have tried several times over the past 16 years to lose weight. I’ve not been able to lose more than about 50lbs. Sometimes I think it’s because of the vow I made. Other times, I think maybe it’s just a coincidence. I’m not sure. I guess only time will tell.
So, why am I going on about of this today? I’ll tell you…this morning, my husband scared the daylights out of me. While waiting in the drive through at Wendy’s he says “what do you think of us having kids?” I can’t believe it, but it actually scared me for a few minutes.
I’ve always thought I’ve wanted kids and until I met my husband and got married, I’d even worked out plans for kids without a husband. Truthfully though, since getting married, I’ve been pretty happy with it just being us and the cats. When I finally decided I couldn’t live without a dog any longer, we added Tonks. While we haven’t even had her for a full month yet, I can safely say that in this past month, I’ve discovered she makes me feel old and that she wears me out sometimes. As surprising as it is, I’ve actually been glad she’s only a puppy and not a baby, yet here my husband is, asking me about having a real baby.
It all sounds good, right? So why does the thought scare me? Pregnancy itself now terrifies me. I’m almost 40, overweight and basically old. Adopting kind of scares me because I’ve seen too many Lifetime movies and while I do know that most adopted kids are awesome, I’m convinced that it would be just our luck we’d end up with a future serial killer on our hands. Would surrogacy be for us? Probably not when you take into account the cost. That lets us back to adoption or having our own child which means I’m back to being scared. The one saving grace for all of this is that we’ve got time to adjust to the idea.Even if we wait for me to lose weight and get pregnant, or decide to adopt, we have plenty of time to get used to the idea of being parents. Hopefully at some point some of the scariness will ease. Surely it will. Right?
Many years passed before I ever even had sex, let alone had a chance to become pregnant, but finally, when I was about 23 I found out I was pregnant. As soon as I found out the wonderful news, I realized the relationship I was in was a bad one and I’d need to get out of it. Doing whatever needed to be done, I ended the relationship. Within about a week I discovered I was no longer pregnant.
I have to admit that I was pretty mad at both myself and God. I knew it was all my fault. That I’d been a failure as a human. I also didn’t understand why God would break our agreement. Granted he hadn’t said the words “yes, we have a deal” but at 12 I’d been so sure we’d had an understanding. Now that I’m 39 I know God has understandings, I just probably don’t get the part he’s understanding or how he’s meaning me to understand him.
Anyway, after that loss, I vowed to kill myself by eating. It’s been 16 years now and I’ve managed to gain about 200lbs towards my goal. For the record, I have tried several times over the past 16 years to lose weight. I’ve not been able to lose more than about 50lbs. Sometimes I think it’s because of the vow I made. Other times, I think maybe it’s just a coincidence. I’m not sure. I guess only time will tell.
So, why am I going on about of this today? I’ll tell you…this morning, my husband scared the daylights out of me. While waiting in the drive through at Wendy’s he says “what do you think of us having kids?” I can’t believe it, but it actually scared me for a few minutes.
I’ve always thought I’ve wanted kids and until I met my husband and got married, I’d even worked out plans for kids without a husband. Truthfully though, since getting married, I’ve been pretty happy with it just being us and the cats. When I finally decided I couldn’t live without a dog any longer, we added Tonks. While we haven’t even had her for a full month yet, I can safely say that in this past month, I’ve discovered she makes me feel old and that she wears me out sometimes. As surprising as it is, I’ve actually been glad she’s only a puppy and not a baby, yet here my husband is, asking me about having a real baby.
It all sounds good, right? So why does the thought scare me? Pregnancy itself now terrifies me. I’m almost 40, overweight and basically old. Adopting kind of scares me because I’ve seen too many Lifetime movies and while I do know that most adopted kids are awesome, I’m convinced that it would be just our luck we’d end up with a future serial killer on our hands. Would surrogacy be for us? Probably not when you take into account the cost. That lets us back to adoption or having our own child which means I’m back to being scared. The one saving grace for all of this is that we’ve got time to adjust to the idea.Even if we wait for me to lose weight and get pregnant, or decide to adopt, we have plenty of time to get used to the idea of being parents. Hopefully at some point some of the scariness will ease. Surely it will. Right?
Monday, May 18, 2009
Updates
Face-finally cleared up. Went to the doctor, got some lovely antibotics and the face is finally back to normal. YAY!
Puppy-We're thinking of new names for her. Maybe something like Princess PoopsALot or Baroness of the Bathroom. Aside from the fact that she goes potty a lot, she's doing pretty good. She still has a little trouble eating sometimes, but all in all, she seems to be doing well. We'll know more after her next appointment on Saturday though.
Mom-So, very early Thursday morning mom went into the hospital. She hasn't had a heart attack, but she is having some issues and they'll be putting a stint in her today. Hopefully, that'll be all she'll need. If it's not, then she'll be having bypass surgery too.
Puppy-We're thinking of new names for her. Maybe something like Princess PoopsALot or Baroness of the Bathroom. Aside from the fact that she goes potty a lot, she's doing pretty good. She still has a little trouble eating sometimes, but all in all, she seems to be doing well. We'll know more after her next appointment on Saturday though.
Mom-So, very early Thursday morning mom went into the hospital. She hasn't had a heart attack, but she is having some issues and they'll be putting a stint in her today. Hopefully, that'll be all she'll need. If it's not, then she'll be having bypass surgery too.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Things about me
The other day my husband handed me a slip of paper. At the top was the word Issues: and then following was a list. Looking at the list, I couldn't help but laugh because I knew exactly what it was. Back in the early days, before we started dating, as my husband and I would talk, I'd say "oh, I have issues with......" Being the smart man he is, he kept track of things I have issues with, so I'm going to post them here. It's kind of like one of those "25 things about me" lists, only, clearly these are things I have issues with. As I can, I'll explain the issue too.
1.trains-pretty much I'm convinced they're going to jump whatever track they're on and come get me. However, I do love toy trains and trains at amusement parks. Everyone knows it's the wild trains you have to watch out for.
2.Eyes-Eye drops, pictures of eyes, eyes popping out, you name it, they freak me out.
3.Olives-Everyone know olives are nasty and poisonious. The only way you can eat olives and live to tell about it is in a homemade burrito, where there's plenty of sourcream to contact the poison. Don't ask me why it's that way, it just is.
4.The Beatles-I can't stand them. Oddly enough I do like several of their songs, especially the earlier songs like Can't Buy Me Love, but all in all, I don't get what the big deal is. As for John Lennon--totally overrated. I do find I like Paul though even when he was in Wings.
5.Leeches-I like to think that's pretty self explanitory.
6.Brussel sprouts-Let's just say this goes back to when I was a child and my mother would make me eat them. I never have really liked them, but for years as an adult, I'd periodically wander around the grocery store with them in my cart thinking I'd buy them even though I didn't want to. Why? Because my mother would have said I should. After therapy for that, I no longer do it.
7.Areas of standing water-See #5. I have a friend that once wanted to go to a "water hole" to go swimming. I guess she's never seen Stand By Me. I don't think so Skeeter.
8.Fire-Deathly afraid. Always have been. Always will be.
9.Things that hop. Not bunnies, kids or kangaroos, but toads, frogs, crickets, grasshoppers, etc. I don't like anything that could land on me while I'm trying to A:avoid it, or B:kill it. That being said, I don't have much of a problem with spiders and will even kill them, which I think is funny because I have of female co-workers that scream at the sight of spiders and run away.
10.How sad is it that I can't remember the name of the group I'm thinking of right now? OH! I just got it! The Rolling Stones! See the Beatles, what's all the hype?
11.Boogers-This is a little odd. When I was in 5th grade, I had a teacher that told a story of being out to dinner with someone who had a large booger hanging down from their nose, but didn't realize it. Ever since then, I've been somewhat obsessive about keeping an eye out for them on me. Another thing about me and boogers is that while I refuse to examine anyone else's boogers, when I'm sick with a bad snotty nose, I always try to get people to look in my hanky when I'm doing blowing into it. lol. No idea why, I like to do that but I do. Oddly enough though, my sister is the only one I can ever get to check it out. lol.
1.trains-pretty much I'm convinced they're going to jump whatever track they're on and come get me. However, I do love toy trains and trains at amusement parks. Everyone knows it's the wild trains you have to watch out for.
2.Eyes-Eye drops, pictures of eyes, eyes popping out, you name it, they freak me out.
3.Olives-Everyone know olives are nasty and poisonious. The only way you can eat olives and live to tell about it is in a homemade burrito, where there's plenty of sourcream to contact the poison. Don't ask me why it's that way, it just is.
4.The Beatles-I can't stand them. Oddly enough I do like several of their songs, especially the earlier songs like Can't Buy Me Love, but all in all, I don't get what the big deal is. As for John Lennon--totally overrated. I do find I like Paul though even when he was in Wings.
5.Leeches-I like to think that's pretty self explanitory.
6.Brussel sprouts-Let's just say this goes back to when I was a child and my mother would make me eat them. I never have really liked them, but for years as an adult, I'd periodically wander around the grocery store with them in my cart thinking I'd buy them even though I didn't want to. Why? Because my mother would have said I should. After therapy for that, I no longer do it.
7.Areas of standing water-See #5. I have a friend that once wanted to go to a "water hole" to go swimming. I guess she's never seen Stand By Me. I don't think so Skeeter.
8.Fire-Deathly afraid. Always have been. Always will be.
9.Things that hop. Not bunnies, kids or kangaroos, but toads, frogs, crickets, grasshoppers, etc. I don't like anything that could land on me while I'm trying to A:avoid it, or B:kill it. That being said, I don't have much of a problem with spiders and will even kill them, which I think is funny because I have of female co-workers that scream at the sight of spiders and run away.
10.How sad is it that I can't remember the name of the group I'm thinking of right now? OH! I just got it! The Rolling Stones! See the Beatles, what's all the hype?
11.Boogers-This is a little odd. When I was in 5th grade, I had a teacher that told a story of being out to dinner with someone who had a large booger hanging down from their nose, but didn't realize it. Ever since then, I've been somewhat obsessive about keeping an eye out for them on me. Another thing about me and boogers is that while I refuse to examine anyone else's boogers, when I'm sick with a bad snotty nose, I always try to get people to look in my hanky when I'm doing blowing into it. lol. No idea why, I like to do that but I do. Oddly enough though, my sister is the only one I can ever get to check it out. lol.
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