Lottie's Space

Bark Park Fun

2009-08-01T19:07:00.002-05:00

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

I haven't made fried chicken in 20 years

2009-07-20T11:54:00.002-05:00

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.

Nothing much new

2009-07-13T12:15:00.003-05:00

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.

Taking names

2009-06-02T13:03:00.002-05:00

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.

Kids????

2009-05-19T15:29:00.000-05:00

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?

Updates

2009-05-18T10:41:00.002-05:00

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.

Things about me

2009-05-12T15:23:00.002-05:00

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.

No sick puppies here

2009-05-08T13:28:00.002-05:00

So, the Princess has had surgery to have an adult tooth removed. She's supposed to eat canned or at least moist dog food for two weeks, not chew on anything hard-including her chewie toys, and no rough housing for two weeks. I asked when I picked her up if they'd told her these instructions and they said they did, but clearly they didn't. She only acted sick for about a day and I can't get her to stop chewing on anything. She's very happy and well on her way to being healthy so all is well.

Yesterday I called her former owner to tell her of Tonk's illnesses and the lady seemed surprised. She said we could take her back, but of course I said no. Hopefully she'll at least take the other puppies to the vet.

A puppy at last?

2009-05-05T13:19:00.002-05:00

Finally we've found an adorable basset hound puppy. We took her home on th 24th of April and do the doctor on the 25th to make sure she was ok. She was given a clean bill of health at the time, but we still need to take a fecal sample. We've named her Esmeralda Tonks and for a week, we were pretty happy.

We're still pretty happy, but currently the new baby is under the weather. After her being home for the first night, I discovered she had a light case of fleas. No problem. I said something to the vet and he gave us two types of meds to cover the problem. We thought all was well, but this past Sunday the poor baby's left side of her face started to swell. Thinking she'd been stung by a bug I gave her benedryl thinking it would go away. Later that night though, she started yelping when she went to tinkle. Needless to say first thing Monday morning I had her at the vet. After spending time with her they've discovered she's got a tooth that is either growing in sideways with a possible infection or a cyst where a tooth is supposed to be, which may or may not cause problems later in life, a bladder infection, tape worms and something called coccidiosis.

It sounds like for the most part nothing is life threathening. She's got an appointment tomorrow with a doggy dentist to find out more about the tooth, and she's got meds for everything else. She doesn't act at all like she's sick. She just wants to run and play and chew, which is great. But I have to say, I'm bugged with myself. I tried really hard to avoid looking for puppies from somewhere the puppies might not be pretty healthy. If the pictures looked remotely like they could have been taken on a puppy farm, I didn't even call. I made sure (or so I thought) all the littermates looked healthy. I did check for fleas, but clearly I missed the spot they were hiding in. I tried and thought I did a good job, but it seems I didn't. We already love Esmeralda dearly, so it's not like we're thinking of taking her back, but I do wish we didn't have to deal with all of this.

Something to learn:If the people say they've used goat wormer on puppies, tell them they're crazy and leave.

The latest...

2009-04-22T13:21:00.002-05:00

Pupppies: So, the co-worker with the Yorkiepoo mix says I'm like #3 on the list and wants $100. Number 3!?! Can you believe it? After I told both of those to my husband, we're not going to get a fence and look around at lots of other dogs. That being said, today in the local paper I found some basset puppies. Bassets have my heart so I've got a call out to the people and I'm hoping to stop by tonight to check them out.

Eyeglasses: So, yesterday we go to pick up hubby's glasses since they called and said they were ready. Hubby called and asked a few questions to make sure they were the actual glasses and not just the clip on sunglasses. Each time he asked a question he was put on hold forever, but eventually told the info he wanted to hear. Do I need to mention it was too good to be true?

We get there, they take the glasses. Hubby's been wearing glasses since he was a toddler and now needs bifocials. His persciption is pretty think as it is. So he says "that doesn't look right. Why is the right lense so much bigger than the left?" "oh, sometimes that's how it is. It's ok" Hubby tries again and is shot down and told to put the glasses on, so he does. "Ok. I can't see anything out of the left side." "No?" "No." He takes them off, and the kid--a guy who looks like he's maybe 15--looks at them and checks the paper work and says something like ".01. Yep, that's what the paper says. This should be right." "No, that's not right" says hubby. What's the other side say?" Some much higher number is said. Hubby says, "the numbers aren't that far off from each other. You need to check the computer." Eventually, after I ask to speak with the office manager, he walks off and starts talking to someone else. He comes back to tell us that somehow, the place they sent them to did them wrong and it'll be another 7 days to fix it. Again, I ask for a manger. Finally someone comes over who's a supervisor in her 20s. We tell her the problem they seem to have with customer service, and also mention, my husband was only supposed to get lenses, not glasses. After several minutes, she's trying to convince us that if you order the clip on sunglasses, the frames come with it (but they're not sold at the same price. We were only paying $62 for the clip and the glasses themselves were a few hundred dollars. Also, the glasses were an exact match for the ones hubby is already wearing). Anyway, after several minutes of trying to tell her, we didn't want the glasses, even if we weren't being charged for them, we just wanted them to know they had a few issues with staff they needed to work on, she says "Ok. I don't know what you want me to do. I'm already trying to give you the frames for free." I finally had to give up and stop saying anything to let hubby deal with it.

Puppy Update

2009-04-20T13:04:00.002-05:00

So, last week I got excited because the co-worker who thought her dog was preggers said the dog had suddenly put on a bunch of weight, almost as if it happened overnight. YAY! The bad news? I just found out I'm actually number three on the list. The dog needs to have at least three puppies so I could have one. Most dogs this wouldn't be a problem, however this dog is a Yorkipoo. It seems Yorkies range in litters from 1-8 but the average seems to be right around 3. Things are going to have to go just right for me to get one at this rate.

Skin deep

2009-04-16T16:32:00.002-05:00

The past few months I've been having issues with my skin. I don't know exactly what the deal is, but my face has broken out with some sort of acne type thing. I get several little pimples with white heads on them, that sometimes just seem to pop up out of no place. It seems sometimes like I won't have one and a few hours later, I've suddenly got several, any time, day or night.

I thought maybe I was getting them from the mask to my cpap unit, but I've been using Dawn to clean it and that doesn't seem to be helping. I've tried Stridex with some success but apparently, not enough. This week I've also started some sort of cream stuff that I think has hormones in it. I'm not sure what kind or what exactly it is, but I have a friend who's into Living Young and she's got me trying it. While I've been happy to see the severity of the pimples decrease, it seems my co-workers have now decided to make comments about my face. First off, why are they making comments now when it's been going on since about Christmas? Secondly, do they not think I get enough questions/comments/suggestions from family? Thirdly, is it just me, or do we think people in authority really shouldn't say "what happened to your face?" I don't like people.

Eyeglasses

2009-04-15T15:44:00.002-05:00

Yesterday I went to pick up my very first set of eyeglasses. Everyone in my family wears them and I was told more than 10 years ago that I'd need them, but in the past few months I discovered the time had come. Monday after work my husband and I went to one of the local doctors that has late hours. Sure enough within a matter of minutes the doctor declared I needed them. Even though I wasn't looking forward to it, I did know it was coming. At my husband's suggestion, I'd asked my older sister to join us so she could help me pick out the right pair of frames as she's worn glasses for many years.

"Remember, the larger your lense is around, the bigger your field of vision will be. That's very important." She said this to me numerous times before the search even officially began so once it was underway, I tried my best to keep that in mind. Numerous times I resisted the urge to ask someone to lead me to the pink glasses. This being my first pair, I wanted to make sure the decision was what was best for me. Finally I'd managed to find two pairs that weren't too bad. One gold with nice round lenses and the other burgandy with smaller lenses. I really wanted the second pair, but having lived with my sister for the majority of my life I decided it would be best to get both pairs so down the road she woulnd't be able to say "see, you should have gotten the other ones". I showed them both to my husband who seems to think they're ok, and while not totally thrilled with getting 2 pairs, he lives with it because they're my first pairs and we'd just gotten our tax refund a few days before.

So, yesterday my husband says he's called to make sure the gold ones are ready. Since they're a spare pair, I decided not to have anything at all done to them, not even scratch guard. The other pair wouldn't be ready for at least a week as they were having a few things done to them. So, my husband then proceeds to tell me the office people had gotten confused thinking my glasses were his since they were "male" glasses. "Huh?" I asked. "You know, glasses for guys. I had a pair like them once. I thought you knew that." Ummm......no. So, my husband as well as the goober who took my order at the glass place knew they were glasses for men, but no one bothers to tell me. I go to pick them up and the girl behind the counter doesn't mention it to me either, not even after I've mentioned to her I've never had glasses.

The fact that I've now got a pair of men's glasses, isn't an issue for me. I don't really care one way or the other. I saw lots of horrible glasses I wouldn't be caught dead in, including a pair by Prada. I wear men's tennies a lot, my current Dumbo watch is the men's style and I like both men's flannel shirts and thermal underwear better than women's because they're warmer. So, what's my point? Couldn't someone have at least said something to me so I'd know before I paid for them? After that point, if I still wanted them, fine, but since I had never had glasses before, couldn't someone have said something? Just at least as an FYI?

The new corner store

2009-03-26T21:20:00.003-05:00

Growing up in California you get used to seeing people seeing things on the streets. At freeway off ramps you'd frequently see people selling flowers or produce so I understand seeing people seeing oranges or onions out of the back of a pick up. It makes no sense to me, but but I also somewhat understand people who try to sell AKC dogs on the busiest streets here in the town I live in now. I can also somewhat understand people with empty lots that sell furniture over the weekend. I personally wouldn't buy things from most of these people (produce maybe but that would be about it, not furniture, a puppy or most other things.

The way things are portrayed on tv, lots of odd things are sold on the streets in NY. I've never been to NY but I almost get that. I personally it's all stolen merchandise and I do think that even here in Oklahoma that can certainly be the case.

The thing that totally boggles my mind though are why are people buying sheets and other bedding from people selling it in the makeshift "stores". Frequently around here on the weekend you can drive down a busy street and see that someone's set up a little weekend business area for selling sheets that are supposed to be Egyptian cotton. They also have comforters for sale. The price is something like $20 any size.

I understand that they're business people and the logical thing to do when selling something is to go where people are willing to buy what you're selling. What I want to know though is how is it that there's so many people keeping these people in business? I can honestly say that I've never said to my husband at a red light. "Look Dear, they've got sheets for $20. We were gonna get sheets soon. We've got an extra five minutes. How bout if we stop and get some?" Yet clearly, at least here in Oklahoma, there are plenty of people every weekend saying along those lines. My question to those people is simple. Why? Why would you buy sheets from someone you don't even know, being sold here on the corner? You do realize you can't take them back if something's wrong with them, right? You do realize the odds of something being wrong with them is like 100% more likely than buying the cheapest sheets Wal-Mart sells, right? Just exactly how many times were you dropped on your head as a baby?

I want a puppy. Now dang it!

2009-03-25T13:32:00.004-05:00

Wow. So, it's been almost a month since we've decided to get a puppy. Can I mention this has been a horribly long time? I also get the feeling the time frame is going to be even longer. Places I've checked for puppies include the local animal rescue websites including dog pounds within about an hour's drive, newspapers and craiglist. Sadly I haven't seen many puppies screaming "pick me" but with all the looking and reading I've been doing it's made me more concerned about my cats in case my husband and I die together. I'm sure the sister that lives nearby and watches them when we go out of town will be more than willing to take them and look after them, but I'm not sure the boys would be happy there. The boys are horribly spoiled right now since it's just the two of them and at my sister's house there's a cat and three notacats. The boys have been over there before and seen one notacat up close and personal but they were 1. not really impressed and 2. not sure they like the idea of notacats. This has me wondering if my other sister would take them. She's not got pets so they'd like that, but based on how they reacted when we moved out of the apartment and into the house I'm not sure they'd be too keen on the idea of moving from Oklahoma to California to live with some lady they've never met in a house that's very busy.

My husband thinks someone in his family would take care of the boys, but.....well, I don't know them well enough to trust them to not give my babies up for adoption or something, so basically I've decided we're both going to have to outlive the cats. I say both because I've already told my husband he's not allowed to die without me.

In the meantime we continue to look for a puppy. I want a puppy. Puppies are so sweet and I really don't get why I haven't found the perfect one yet. What's up with that? I don't recall it ever taking me this long to find a dog before. Of course that being said, I've never looked for a toy size dog so maybe that's what it is. The good news is that a co-worker thinks her dog is preggers and if so, we'll probably get one of those. The problem? If the dog is preggers she's only a few (as in maybe 3 at the most) weeks into it and at this rate it'll be foever before those puppies are born.

Dude! Seriously. I'm not that patient of a person.

*waits impatiently for puppies to hatch*

All about me??

2009-03-13T21:36:00.002-05:00

I was tagged to do this a few weeks ago but hadn't. Better late then never, right?

So, I typed my name into google to see what I could learn about myself, and here it is:

1. Lottie looks like:
Lottie looks like it might be fun. (Last time I looked I was still a woman, not an "it")
Pretty Lottie looks like a very happy girl!!!!! (yes I am)
Looks like Lottie is going to be the next graphic designer in the family. (I don't know if I should be confused for not knowing we had one in the family already or be confused because I don't know anything about graphic design)

2. Lottie likes:
kids and people in general she knows everyone should love her (Of course I do)
the window seat in the playroom(Yes, yes I do)
making new friends, playing with people in the street and together developing skills in nurturing, destroying, scaling, undermining....(no comment)

3. Lottie says:
"Put me down women, I want to see what's going on over there!"
"I did model clothes and stuff before I started to play, but DJing for me is great!" (The 70's, 80's and 90's are a blur for me.)

"You looked like a dragon."(A fire breathing dragon at that)

4. Lottie wants:
to obliterate the past but also to obliterate the passage of time. (Yes, yes I do)
to be YOUR AGENT FOR LIFE (not really)
to spend the holidays with her boring uncle (yes, right after I've spent time staked to an ant hill, naked with honey poured all over me.)

5. Lottie does:
YouTube (I do?)
not currently rank in the top 1000 names in the United States(which is a good thing since it's easier for me to know who which Lottie they're talking to)
NOT Like Jordy!! (No, I sure don't. Who's Jordy?)

6. Lottie hates:
my Bread Machine(When did we get a bread machine?)
pink and purple so it's not going to get any wear from our house(Just teasing, I love pink and purple)
all medicine (Not nearly as much as I hate going to the doctor)

7. Lottie can:
’t come to the blog right now” (as it's past her bedtime)
you do a close up of me? (again???)
sometimes be hopelessly laid back(yes, I sure can)

8. Lottie goes:
birding (I do?)
to Africa (to see the elephants)
back into the kennel for a short while (to play with puppies)

9. Lottie is:
veteran teacher and lecturer (need some coloring lessons?)
The Best Smile(awww, thank you! I agree)
the kind of girl who breaks into giggles every time any one says anything (I call it a giggle, my husband calls it a cackle)

10: Lottie loves:

Angel Food Cake (No, no no, google. Not me, my mother does. I think it's like eating a sponge)
blue. (Of course I do. How can you not love blue?)
Daniel (yes, I do. He's my nephew)

Adding to the family

2009-03-03T12:52:00.002-06:00

Hubby and I have finally decided that the boys, Hobbs and Gus both almost two need to have a little sister. Hobbs and Gus are our cats, but we've decided their little sister will be a notacat (also known as a dog). They've only had a little contact with my sister's notacats so this will come as a big change for them. Firstly, Gus already thinks he's a puppy. He loves to play fetch and he loves to cuddle. Hobbs is much more cat like. We're hoping that maybe having a little sister will help keep them in line. lol. Ok, not really but we figure it should make things even more interesting than they already are.

So, now that task is set before me. Hunting for the right dog. We're looking for a dog that will be no more than 25lbs fully grown. I'm also hoping for a female as with a husband, Gus and Hobbs, I'm already pretty outnumbered. It really doesn't need to be 4-1. I've never had a small dog before. For me a basset hound is small but we've decided to start with something that's smaller and then later once we have a good fence up get a bigger dog.

I've started by checking with the local pet adoption places here in town and I'll continue looking until we find something we both like. I've done purebred dogs before which are nice, but this time I'm looking for something healthier so I'd like the dog to be some sort of mix. Of course that being said I'm also fussy as I don't really like terriers much and long haired foo-foo dogs are just a little too much. I've seen some of the designer crossbreed dogs they've come up with, but 1.I'm not paying $300+ for a mut (unless it's been rescued) and 2. people never seem to combine dog breeds that I like.

So, we shall see how long the hunt takes and from there, hopefully I'll be good about updating with news on how the cats are getting along with their sister.

Note to self

2009-02-24T21:33:00.002-06:00

Dear Self:

Hi! How are we doing? This is just a friendly reminder that sometimes in life, it's ok to play with the buttons. They design websits so goobers like us can play with buttons and not make the whole thing crash. So, go ahead. Explore. Try the buttons and see if you can make your blog spiffy like others.

Love always,
Me

Slick Willie Strikes Again

2009-02-17T15:36:00.002-06:00

Just as I'm wondering what on earth to blog about, I see former president Clinton has decided to he's got something to say. It seems Time has listed him as someone they feel is responsible for the current economic situation. While I haven't studied the list in great depth, I have looked it over. It's clear to see that even higher on the list are not only Greenspan and former president Bush, but also the American consumer.

Consumers are listed because as everyone knows Americans like to live beyond their means. Let's face facts, we all do it at somepoint or another and to some degree or another. Did we need that new home theater system we bought a few weeks ago? Not really, but we bought it anyway. Granted we did go with a cheap and small one from Walmart, but in the grand scheme of things it could have waited. That being said, yes I can see why the consumer should be on the list.

Does Clinton feel he should be on the list? In a word, no.

What I'd like to know is how on earth anyone who's ever been president can say that they're not somewhat responsible for the way the economy is at that given time? Lord knows that if things were going well right now, Clinton would be the first to say it was all because he'd laid the foundation for it while he was in office. However, isn't that's not the way things are going, he feels he needs to be the first to point out that in his opinion it's not his fault.

Former Mr President, I'd like to say you're wrong. Put your big boy pants on and deal with it. You're just as much to blame as the rest of us.

Bacon bits or Croutons?

2009-01-15T15:57:00.002-06:00

After taking one of those "getting to know you" surveys today I got to thinking about how so many surveys like that ask which you like better, bacon bits or croutons. What I want to know, is really what does your preference have to do with the price of tea in China? I love bacon bits, but that doesn't mean I like bacon better than, say, fresh bread.

I haven't got anything against croutons. Well, maybe a little something, but nothing too major. I don't like croutons because when I was a preteen I decided to stop eatting foods that might be messy, in public. I have no idea why I felt I needed to do this, but from the time I was about 12 until I was well into my 20's if there was a food that might cause me even slight problems, I wouldn't eat it anyplace but at home. I refused to eat tacos (because they always crack on me), croutons (because they're hard and it's really hard to pick them up with a fork), spaghetti (do I even need to explain why?), you name it, if it might make a mess, I wouldn't eat it unless I was home with only my family.

Thank goodness most of that came to an end when I was about 23 and got drunk one night. Out of the blue I craved tacos and insisted my friend take me to Taco Bell. She was so sweet, that she took me to Del Taco (she didn't believe me when I told her Taco Bell was open). Anyway, I guess something in me decided then and there to just say "screw it!" and ever since then, I eat whatever I want when I go out to dinner.

But seriously, what can you tell about a person by them choosing bacon bits over croutons? Are you going to decide not to be friends with someone because they like to eat something you don't? I don't think so. It certainly wouldn't make me think less of someone. Some of my be friends like croutons and I don't hold that against them.

2009-01-07T14:16:00.003-06:00

Hello and welcome to my blog!

My internet name is Lottie. It's not my actual name, but I've been using Lottie for so many years now that I do actually think of it as partly belonging to me in the same way my birthname does. That being said, I'd probably better check at somepoint to see what Lottie actually means. You know, according to the baby name books.

Anyway, I'm new here. I have no idea what I'll be blogging about, or how often but when I do, this is where it will be happening. If I end up blogging about work, I won't be expecting to make many friends as I see my job as something that's hated by lots of people. No, I don't work for the IRS or a dentist, but I do work that's kind of related to collections and let's face facts, if you're like me and at somepoint in your life had a collector call you, you probably see collectors as totally evil. I know do on occassion. My actual line of work is different though because I don't collect on medical bills or credit card bills. Unfortunately what I do collect on is something everyone needs and uses daily that helps make life easier, which can make for some grumpy people sometimes.

Confused now? Good. Let's just leave it at that.