Hmph

April 5, 2008 at 4:30 pm | Posted in Life | 5 Comments

So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it.

Getting ready for the party…

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Trio

April 2, 2008 at 9:48 pm | Posted in Life | 2 Comments

Sean is at an overnight manager’s meeting in Nashua, New Hampshire, so the pups and I are fending for ourselves. I think we’re managing all right aside from the thousand pieces of bones that are now strewn across the living room. Sammy and Jasmine are being quite well-behaved.

I’m lonely.

But Sean will be home tomorrow and things will get back to normal around here. I’m almost tempted to put on ESPN just so I can intentionally tune out the sports chatter.

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.

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.

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?

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.

Countdown to end Hell week.

February 29, 2008 at 10:25 am | Posted in Employment, Life | Comments Off on Countdown to end Hell week.

This week has been a miserable one.  My mood has been cheery, but my days have been long.  I haven’t arrived home from work before ten o’clock once this week and I have come home to Sean already asleep after his long days at work.  We’ve probably seen each other for about three hours in the last three days.

I just can’t wait until tomorrow because I only work until 6 on Saturdays and then I will finally be able to see my Love.

It must be “screw-customer-service” weekend

February 24, 2008 at 6:57 pm | Posted in Agitated, Life | 4 Comments

I dropped off my digital prints at Walgreens at 11AM. Pick up time was 11:30. We didn’t get home from New Haven until 3PM and figured our pictures were long overdue to be retrieved.

The little acne-faced teenager behind the counter apologized and told me that my photos weren’t ready, but they would be printed in about 10-15 minutes. Sure, no problem. So Sean and I walked around the store for a half hour before asking again if our photos were ready.

Still no.

When I asked him again how long he thought it might take, the little brat gave us an attitude and told me that the machine hasn’t even warmed up yet. So because there is only so much of the interior of a Walgreens that we could stomach, we drove home.

The kid called my cellphone an hour later to notify me that my pictures were almost done. I thanked him and drove down to get them after taking the dogs for a long walk.

Before I even walked up to the counter, the kid had my photos in hand and was already scanning them. I thought, “Wow, what a nice kid. He remembered who I was and is actually going to ring out my photos at his counter so I don’t have to wait in line!” I thanked him kindly for my photos and when he apologized about the machine not working I told him that it was not a problem at all, thanks again.

So then get this. The little snot said to me, “Since the machine broke I gave you two dollars off of your purchase… ya happy now?”

Am I happy now? What a shithead.

Instead of verbally expressing my thoughts, I thanked him for the two dollars.  Geez, I didn’t think I was that hard to please.

Next time I’m going to pick up my photos somewhere else.

Detox

February 17, 2008 at 9:13 am | Posted in Life, Love, Sean | 5 Comments

Sean is trying to quit smoking this weekend. I’m not sure who is feeling the detox more: him or me. I have to reassure myself that I was cranky when I quit smoking, too, and not just for a weekend but I was moody for a whole month. And he still loved me.

I don’t think his cold is helping him through this much either. We plan on locking ourselves at home today to catch up on some much needed housework. Maybe I’ll slip some Nicorette gum in his coffee to help us him relax.

So proud of you, baby!

I’m a bad best friend

February 16, 2008 at 7:44 pm | Posted in Friends, Life, sick | Comments Off on I’m a bad best friend

Dear Meggie,

I planned on going to your party tonight, I really did, but I got stuck late at work and Sean is here at home feeling quite under the weather. You were kind when I told you that I might not make it, you understood, I just wish I could’ve been there for you at your beautiful new home. I hope you will come sleep over this week as we’ve talked about as I miss you tremendously.

Love,

The party pooper

Peas and quiet

February 15, 2008 at 9:15 am | Posted in Happy, Life, Puppy | Comments Off on Peas and quiet

It seems quiet no longer exists around here but we don’t mind. We’ve always got someone trailing at our feet, cuddling on our covers, licking our bathwater. This morning I awoke to Jasmine eating my favorite bra. Right now they are playing soccer through the house. We don’t consider them our dogs, they are our children, and they are just as much work.

Sean is so cute with them. He always calls them his “kids”. Last night as we were all getting tucked in for bed Sean knelt by Sammy’s bed and started speaking in a sweet quiet voice, soothing Sam to sleep. I wish I could bottle that moment.

Cold day for a hike

February 12, 2008 at 3:35 pm | Posted in Life, Travel | Comments Off on Cold day for a hike

I’m waiting for spring

February 3, 2008 at 2:28 pm | Posted in Happy, Life | 5 Comments


Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.

~Rainer Maria Rilke

We were going to light a fire tonight, but the weather is so beautiful out and Sean is having second thoughts. Since I’m always cold, I’m sitting in front of the space heater as I type.

Sean is in high spirits today, to be expected on Superbowl Sunday. He’s already parked in front of the television, four hours before the big game.

I am happy; work is going well, we love our new house, we couldn’t have a sweeter puppy, and we’re madly in love.

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