Aurora

March 19, 2008 at 9:38 am | Posted in Photographs | 1 Comment

Upon waking

March 19, 2008 at 9:09 am | Posted in Life, Love | 1 Comment

I am not awake yet and perhaps I should know better than to post while I am still asleep, but I like taking those few minutes between wake and slumber and recording them to read after I’ve had my morning caffeine.

It’s raining outside yet again.  At this point I am wishing for summer and warmth, ten hours ago we had snowfall and March is more than halfway through.

I woke up thinking that perhaps I shouldn’t be wearing my new high heels to work today, and debated whether or not to wear rain boots with my corporate attire.  If I decide yes, I will have to clean off the mud from yesterday’s dog park excursion.  And then I think to the overbearing woman at the park who asked me if my rain boots were “barn boots” as if she wanted to ask “Did you just roll out of bed?”.  Maybe they won’t go well with a business suit.

On Wednesdays, I wake up and count how many days are left in my work week.  Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday.  Four.  I always feel overwhelmed and want nothing more than to spend the day at home with Sean instead.  The funny thing is that I love my job, absolutely love my job… I just love being at home with Sean more; but he is at work, too, and so I shower and dress and get through one more day.  This is life.

I know that I am in love when there is nothing I’d rather do than to be with him.  I can’t think of a single thing that I need or want that I don’t already have, and complete fulfillment is this incredible feeling, like finishing a crossword puzzle or coming in first to a race you thought you’d lose.

I’d better go shower.

Top o’ the mornin’ after

March 18, 2008 at 9:24 am | Posted in Life | 2 Comments

Well, another St. Paddy’s for the virtual books. Sean and I cooked breakfast for dinner and while his scrambled eggs turned out to be a “restaurant quality masterpiece”, I managed to burn half of the blueberry pancakes.

I hadn’t had a serious drink since last year’s St. Pat’s day, and so I planned on being hammered to celebrate such an occasion. I didn’t make it past the neck of my beer before Sean yawned and said that he’d better get upstairs to catch his eight hours of sleep before work.

Jasmine celebrated Saint Patrick’s day by peeing on the carpet for the first time.

Erin go bragh, my ass.

I was in bed, sober, by ten thirty PM.

So this morning, on my day off, I put Sam in his crate and dropped Jasmine off at the hairdressers for her morning of pampering and milk bath. She won’t be ready for two and a half hours and I came home to spend some quality one-on-one time with Sam while we wait.

But Sam had other plans.  As much as he can’t stand when his sister steals his bone, you should see how depressed he is that she isn’t here.

Sam has been crying and whining for the last half hour, running back and forth throughout the house looking for his sister. Poor queen pony.

I am thankful that today is my day off, and I am very much not looking forward to the rest of the workweek. I told Sean that I was going to stay home and drink all day today to make up for my uncelebrating last night, and he laughed.

I guess he knows as well as I do that I’m pretty lame and have left the party scene three blocks back on my road to early “middle age”, which — might I add — Sean still describes as age thirty and up. I don’t know about you but I plan on living until I am one hundred and twenty, making my “middle aged” age peak after sixty.

Party like you’re Irish

March 17, 2008 at 12:01 am | Posted in silly pants | 4 Comments

Happy Saint Patrick’s day!

Makeover

March 16, 2008 at 6:28 pm | Posted in Irish, Life, Puppy | 6 Comments

Today was spent making over our house, our hair, and our dogs.

I painted half of our room Irish green this morning because I am impatient and could no longer stand the project hanging over my head. Our new bedroom set will be delivered here in a few weeks and so I began the ever exciting task of painting. See bedroom set:

Sean trimmed his beard and I cut his hair today, too. The poor man has been looking a little spikey lately and I haven’t had much time to double as his hairdresser. So we decided today before we left the house, the hair needed to be cut.

And MY, he is so handsome.

I also got around to calling the groomers, and Sammy Oscar was quickly scheduled for his first out-of-home grooming experience. He wasn’t dirty when we dropped him off and the groomer sort of gave me a weird look because he was already clean — we bathe them once a week — but I really wanted him to get his toenails cut and his poop glands squeezed and I couldn’t bring myself to do either task. Besides, Sammy is a little queen and he likes to be spoiled. So we dropped him off at the spa while we went grocery shopping. Our dirty dog is on the left, the clean scented one is on the right:

When we picked him up, our car smelled like a pumpkin spice Yankee Candle. Our house is starting to smell like a pumpkin spice Yankee Candle. Who knew that spending way too much money on a “wash and brush” would double as an air freshener!

Jasmine has her “wash, brush, AND cut” scheduled for Tuesday morning. I can’t wait to see how she looks when she is done because we plan on cutting her hair quite short. Sean has requested that she come home smelling like peach Yankee Candle. I’ll see what I can do.

I also bought a little towel rack for the bathroom today. Sean just walked by the bathroom door and shouted, “Hey! Nice rack!” and I blushed a little and giggled. Ooh la la, he likes my rack. Now, Sean is proper, so I’ll pretend that I didn’t set up that new shelfing unit in the bathroom and assume he is talking about my boobs.

Apparently…

March 15, 2008 at 7:28 am | Posted in Love, Sean | 4 Comments

…he listens when I stomp, “I’ve got nothing to wear!!” I think my favorite part of this present is that he volunteered to go shopping for new clothes with me. Any woman knows that this is not an easy feat for those of the opposite gender. That boy must love me.

She’s a Daddy’s girl

March 15, 2008 at 1:04 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Comments Off on She’s a Daddy’s girl

Happy 2nd Anniversary, Love.

March 14, 2008 at 7:02 pm | Posted in Love, Sean | 6 Comments

Respite

March 13, 2008 at 9:13 am | Posted in Life | 2 Comments

Blogging everyday for a year so far isn’t that much of a challenge, until I start working late, sleeping little, seeing Sean less.  Then, blogging is one more thing to add to the pile of chores.  I’m so tired.

So please pardon me if I take the day off.

It’s ten o’clock, do you know where Spring is?

March 12, 2008 at 9:10 pm | Posted in Life | Comments Off on It’s ten o’clock, do you know where Spring is?

Thank goodness for Grandmas

March 11, 2008 at 9:00 pm | Posted in family, Puppy | 4 Comments

My mother has spent the last two afternoons babysitting Jasmine for me while I was at work. I didn’t dare leave the little pooper in her crate and I couldn’t bare leaving her alone without extra TLC to make it through her crappy stomach bug. I know when I was little my mother always took extra special care of me to make me feel better and she’s been doing the same for Jazzy B, too.

I don’t think I would’ve survived the last few days without my mother here. She’s helped me clean the house, walk the dogs, and kept me company through this sleepless start to a week. Since I took time off for Jasmine yesterday, I went to work today on my day off and although I would’ve rather spent the day at home, I knew my babies were in good hands.

On a subject other than my dogs, I can’t wait to crawl in bed with my Love and hopefully, hopefully, I will afford the luxury of sleeping through a rare poopless night.

Thanks, Mom!

Poop update

March 10, 2008 at 6:45 am | Posted in Puppy | 5 Comments

Remember in my last post how I said that Jasmine was “fine now”? Well that was wishful thinking. The poor little shitter woke me up EVERY HOUR last night to poop in the backyard. I guess I should be thankful that she had the decency to wake me up at all, and that all of the cow pies made it out into the yard rather than on our bedroom carpet.

She’s not acting strange so I’m not too worried that she is suffering from some sort of intestinal bug, I’m assuming that perhaps she ate some polyester stuffing from a toy, or a sock, or a light bulb. To be cautious, we’ve stopped giving them the fancy grilled chicken treats. Sam seems to have no effects and is pooping solid, so we figure it probably isn’t something wrong with their food source.

With little sleep this morning, however, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I did my research on the internet rather than spending a truckload of money on a vet visit. I bought Jazzy B some plain yogurt, white rice, and a bottle of Pepto Bismol. Unfortunately, I bought the liquid Pepto rather than the pill form, not knowing that even the smell of mint makes my dogs show their teeth as if they had just eaten the most sour lemon known to man.

The solution? I mixed the Pepto with the yogurt and the rice and Jazzy managed to slurp it down. She apparently loves yogurt that much. I’m debating on taking a half day to monitor her bowels, and making up the time on my day off.

I wish I could just give Jasmine some of my iron pills. She’d be clogged up right good in no time.

My last post didn’t post

March 9, 2008 at 7:04 pm | Posted in Puppy | 2 Comments

I just wrote a whole long post (which was somehow lost by the internet) about how Jasmine ate something that didn’t agree with her and has been shitting water all day long. I’ve bathed her more than I have ever wanted to bathe a dog in my life. She’s fine now. We had fun at Black Rock State Park today. I told you all about it in my lost post, but you can pretty much sum up the day by looking at these photos: Aside from the pooping, we had fun.

Couch Puh-tate-o’s

March 9, 2008 at 11:30 am | Posted in Life | Comments Off on Couch Puh-tate-o’s

This was taken five minutes to midnight. Sean and I took such a long nap yesterday afternoon that we weren’t sleepy. The pups were exhausted and dying for us to go upstairs to sleep. Three minutes later, Sammy put himself to bed without us. We found him lying sprawled out across our bed. It’s been a fun weekend thus far.

Ode to new homeownership

March 8, 2008 at 10:48 pm | Posted in Home | Comments Off on Ode to new homeownership

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