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What an evening.

I found a tick on the dog.

So unbelievably disgusting.

Why does this kind of stuff happen when Hubby isn’t here? Oh yea, it’s because he isn’t here. Duh.

This totally tops the half eaten pigeon carcass I had to remove from the garage once a couple of years ago… that was pretty gross. (There was a cat getting into the garage and having its dinner. )

I have to check him tomorrow for more when there’s better light. I’m just so looking forward to that.

And then, as I was headed to take the trash out that had the tick in it…

I found out the hard way that my dear potty training maniac has peed on the linoleum. I was wearing flip-flops that if you add water, its like ice skating.

Hence the OUCH.

I’m totally going to be feeling that fall in the morning.

I already have a nice painful bruise on my knee, and my wrist is feeling sore.  I think I caught myself with that wrist and the knee. Super fun.

OH well.. I need to go to bed. I am surprising the girls and taking them to the LA Zoo tomorrow.  Hopefully it will be a good time!  I’m excited!

Nighty Night! 🙂



Oh the miracle of life… Oh how gross you are.

What a day! We had a play date at the park Friday morning, which seems like it was days ago. Then we spent most of the rest of the day at V’s house helping her get ready for her son’s birthday party that is this afternoon.

A few days ago she told me that one of her dogs is pregnant. She has 3 pugs. So mama pug decided to have her babies in the midst of the party prep. (At least it wasn’t during the party!)

I got to see some of it.

Oh the miracle of life… Oh how gross you are.

She ended up having 8 puppies, although sadly, 1 didn’t make it.

That’s A LOT of puppies!! V thought she was going to have about 3. But then they just kept coming…and coming…. and coming….!

It was kind of amazing to watch… To see someones (even a dog) natural instincts at work…. and so completely disgusting.  If you’ve never witnessed such a thing I won’t go into the details.. It’s just kind of… for lack of a better word… Eeewww.

It made me very thankful that humans don’t have litters (unless you are Octomom of course). And that we don’t do all of that nasty post-birth clean up ourselves. I think there would be a lot less babies in the world if we did.  

Here’s Mama and her puglets. They are sooooo tiny! And completely adorable.

It’s going to be fun to watch them grow up! And I know a certain little Maniac that is never going want to leave V’s house once they get old enough to play with!

Unplugging- Let’s try this again!

So, last weekend I had a mostly failed attempt at unplugging.

 I’m going to try it again tomorrow (Saturday).

I’m not even going to turn the computer on. Once its off tonight, its off. No Facebook, no Farmville, no Cafe World.. no email. Nothing. I am even going to shut off the Facebook SMS notifications to my phone.

My hubby is only home for a short time this weekend again, so we are going to make the most of it. 

Nothing else is terribly exciting…

1. The battery in the truck died, so I havent been able to go anywhere since Wednesday.

2. I am working on putting together Emergency Preparedness kits. With all the talk of earthquakes and tsunamis lately, I’m stupid not to have already done this.  We do live in earthquake country after all.

3. Oh, I think I have successfully taught the dog to lay down. Go me.

4. My camera died. But I got a new and better one, I’m very excited about it.

5. Spring is here, the stupid fruit flies have invaded my house again. GRRR.

That’s about it.  Signing off until Sunday!

Have a great weekend! 🙂

A Letter to my dog, on our Brodie-versary.


 Hi. I’m Brodie!   A Black Lab/Austrailian Cattle Dog  (aka Blue Heeler aka Queensland) Mix.


Dearest Brodie,

One year ago today, you joined our family.  You are such a perfect fit, that it feels like you’ve always been here with us.

When I first met you, I thought you were adorable. With those big brown puppy dog eyes, and that crazy curly tail.  When we took you for the test walk, we knew you were our guy, almost immediately. You seemed so sweet and pretty mellow for a young dog.

This was the "glamour shot" that was on the Petfinder.com website.

It’s no secret that I have never been a dog person. I was terrified when I picked you up. (Of course, the dog person in the family was off working in Idaho that week.)  I had no idea what to do with a gigantic dog… let alone one who had just had his manhood surgically altered. (I’m sorry about that by the way.) I’m sure you were scared too.   Only you know what you have been through up until the day we found each other. All we know is that you came into the animal shelter as a stray on January 3, 2010.   And for a month and a half you waited for us.

Little did I know you were 68.5 pounds of love.

. Trying out his bed.

That first night, after I had to get one of the veterinary techs to pick you up and put you in the truck (I had no idea how I was going to make that happen myself), we got you in the house and you were curled up on the couch with our Teen in a matter of minutes. You had obviously had people before.  Within 2 days you rolled over and let me give you belly rubs. You were home.

Over these last 12 months, you’ve become “my dog”.  Anyone who knows my deeply rooted fear of large dogs, finds this rather ironic and completely hysterical.

You are the best guy we could have ever dreamed of. You love the kids. And they love you. You put up with the constant torment of the Toddler like a champ. You’ve only growled at her a few times. Even when she was waving a chicken nugget in your face you sat there at watched.

How can you not love this face?

You probably don’t know how much you mean to me. You truly help me sleep at night.   I know you are out there guarding the perimeter. You only bark when you have to. You are the eyes and ears of our street.  The neighbors appreciate that. They also rely on you to let them know what’s happening.  I have learned over the past few months, your different barks.  There is the “Hey there is a person out here bark”, the “There is a critter bugging me  bark”,  and the “Im guarding the perimeter bark.”   I joke that we don’t need a doorbell since we have a “dogbell.”

Neighborhood Watch: Sitting on his hill where he can see the whole street.

I’m sorry that those crazy cats on our street  live to harass you.  I think they find it funny in their little feline minds. Maybe you should send a message by eating one of them. Okay, maybe you should just keep chasing them up the tree.

Yes, there is a dog in the tree. Trying to get the cat of course.

Just know my dear Brodie, that we all love you, adore you in fact. We are thankful that we found each other.  I don’t know what I would do without you. How’s that for irony?  We don’t know what you have been through before you came to us… But we are going to do everything we can to make your life fantastic.

We love you! Happy Brodie-versary!

Your People.

There’s a Raccoon in my Tree

Oh, it’s just been a barrel of monkeys around here tonight… well maybe not monkeys…. how about a big ol’ raccoon!!

And the dog is going nutso.

Nutso= barking his head off, and literally trying to climb the tree.

He is not fond of critters (large or small) breaching his perimeter.

He was barking like something was out there, so I went to investigate. This has happened a few times before. We could tell that there was something up in the tree, but we couldn’t see what it was. You could hear something moving the branches, but where it was it was pretty dense and well, it was dark.

I didn’t figure on seeing anything, just maybe distracting our protector from his barking.

Boy was I wrong.

I turned on the light and pointed my flashlight towards where the dog was barking, and Hello Raccoon! He was perched in a pretty clear spot where I could really see him!

I think it was the first time I’ve ever seen a real live Raccoon. The poor thing. It looked at me like, “Um.. why are you shining that thing in my face?”

They are not the best pictures in the world, but you can kind of tell what that it’s a Raccoon.

Hopefully, he will move along into the neighbor’s yard or something to the dog can  relax.

Now, if I can just get one crazy-hasnt-had-a-nap-today-I-have-no-clue-how-shes-still-awake Toddler to go to sleep.  And that’s only to get her, and the Teen,  in the car in an hour and a half to pick hubby up at the airport. Naturally his flight was delayed.

Good Times.

Nighty night!

What a glorious day!

You would never know by looking outside today that it is the middle of January!

It is just glorious! There is no better word for it. The sky is vibrant blue! The sun is shining! There isn’t a cloud to be seen! Oh, and did I mention that it’s 84 degrees!?!? 

These are the days that make it worth living in Southern California. It would have been a great day to go to the beach.

Inspired by this wonderful day, we took a family walk this afternoon.  The dog too!

The blue sky through the pine trees

A poofy dandelion in our yard

Our refreshments


An iris before the Toddler took it! she wore it in her hair on the way home.

Pretty flowers around the fire hydrant.

Me and the dog.

I hope your day was glorious too!

another manic monday

I think there are 2 things that I shouldnt do on a Monday morning without first having coffee:

1. Anything relating to the 12-year-old. Do not talk to her or pay any attention at all to what she is or is not doing.

2. Walk to the bus stop with the stroller and the dog.

I wish someone would invent a monday pill- you take it sunday night and it works on some sort of time release and you wake up Monday morning at a designated time, well rested and well caffeinated.

Ahhh… that would be nice.

I either didn’t set my 6:00 alarm, or it went off and I turned it off.

Luckily I had one set for 7.  But by the time I got up and dressed and the toddler up and dressed there wasnt enough time to make the coffee before we had to leave. UGH.

I was feeling brave one day last week, and walked the dog with us to the bus stop. Now I am going to have to walk him every day until the end of time. He definitely likes it. A LOT. He was ready to go this morning.

I don’t think I’ve really talked about the dog much… but he’s not a small dog… he’s a Labraheeler. A Black Labrador Retriever and Blue Heeler/Australian Cattle Dog/Queensland mix. He weighs about 68 pounds. He’s a big boy. Which is why i have not been brave enough to take him with us before.

Walking the giant dog + a toddler in a stroller BY MYSELF is not as easy as you might think. I will say, he has been VERY VERY VERY good. He’s only growled at one person. A worker who was clearing brush from the sidewalk that said Hello to me.

It’s not that the toddler or the dog were bad or anything- I just really would have enjoyed driving this morning. They both wanted to walk. Granted, driving is the lazy way to go and I’m sure I need to walk. But I just didn’t feel like it this morning. That’s all. And I couldn’t wait to get home make the coffee.

And I poured a big cup in my Hannah Montana mug.

Yes, go ahead laugh. I have a Hannah Montana coffee cup. It’s really tall and has a travel lid and it was on super-duper-ooper clearance and I think I paid a dollar for it. I could just say it is K’s since she (secretly) likes the show.

It was delicious. and I could probably use some more if I am going to get anything done today other than sitting here at the computer.

as for my dealings with a certain tween… ugh.

I don’t understand what she does in the morning. I will never understand. But she needs to figure out how to do it faster. She wakes up at 6:45.( It’s not like she has to take a shower or pick out her clothes. Both of those things are taken care of the nigh before.) And at 8:00 she hadn’t packed her lunch or fed the dog. We have to be out the door- with toddler in stroller and dog in tow by 8:10.  (The first bus has been coming early!)

She claims that today she spent 15 minutes flat ironing her hair. You could not prove that by me. It just looked like she brushed it and slapped a headband on her head. Her hair is a whole other post unto itself. Its drives me insane. i was hoping that 7th grade would make her care about it. But sadly, it has not.

Oh well… I must to tend to the attention hog that is my toddler. And get the laundry started. And pack up some stuff I sold on eBay. And list some more stuff on eBay. and figure out what to make for dinner. And clean up some. And… and… and… it never ends.

the silver lining of today is that hubby is working! And it will be a very long day (which = overtime!) since he had to catch a plane at 6:00am and his return flight isn’t until 8pm.

Oh, and I didn’t even tell you about my weekend with my BFF. I guess I’ll just have to do that later, hopefully when someone is napping!

Keep your fingers crossed for a nap!