Little dog Duncan is probably the most disgusting dog i've ever owned. If you don't want to hear my Complaints then stop reading now..
First off he eats shit. Not just any shit but Oso's shit. So that means I have to put stuff in Oso's food to get little guy to leave it alone and Oso is the pickiest eater on the planet (when I say picky I mean he only eats air and then only when no one is looking!) So my only other choice was to be on top of the shit in the back yard. So i'm out there ever day most days twice a day but still I know from the bite marks that the damn little dog is getting his fill. -AVOID KISSES FROM HIM ALWAYS.
So this is where I find out he's not just gross but smart. For a few days I found no poop. Lots of little guy poop but no Oso poop anywhere. I started growing concerned cause that would mean that the poor guy is stopped up. So I watched him more closely and when I saw him actually poop I felt relief and continued with pick up duties. But here's the thing if I didn't see him poop I didn't find the poop. That is last weekend when I decided to mow the back since we were having company (despite having a lawn man) And when I moved the table I found a stash of Oso poop - the damn little dog has been hoarding it to keep me from picking it up!
So Now i look for stashes, or get out the second I see Oso's butt pucker... But alas I know its still getting through and LIttle dog still gets his fix. This morning he came in to the sofa where Megan and I were cuddling and hanging out and proceeded to cough up (due to lots of grass content) a little bit of poop - it made both Megan and I gag - and even she said she wasn't thrilled with Little guy... Any one want a small Corgi Mix - he's got the attitude of a giant and the appetite of a sewer.
well no takers - damn that dog is lucky we made a commitment to keep him.
When my dad and I traveled across country back in the summer of 2000 we stopped South Dakota and did all the usual haunts. We saw The presidents, and Crazy Horse.
One of my more favorite daytrips was to Jewel Cave. Were we took a tour of a breathtaking cave in the Black Hills. While we were there in the middle of summer with outside temps in the upper 80's, the air in the cave was more like 60 so I wore a sweatshirt. About half way through I felt warmer and proceeded to take off my sweat shirt only to feel my earring fall out. The guide was nice enough to stop the tour and shine his flashlight around where I had been standing but no luck - there was too much glittering for us to find my little diamond stud. So we finished the tour and I filled out a lost form at the ranger station when we ascended, all the while patting my self down looking for it.
It wasn't until we were driving away that i felt my chest and found stuck in my bra the missing earring. (thank goodness for the shelf that is boobs) So I called the rangers back and canceled my lost report and happily went on my way.
Well I've had several other close calls since then... Swimming in the lake in South Carolina this last summer I felt it come loose... the back end lost but I managed to catch the stud and pop it in my google while I swam back to shore.
But today I fear it finally went for good. I 'm not even sure when it came off but when I went to blow dry my hair after swimming I noticed it was gone. I looked around but by then I'd swum 1.5 miles, showered, toweled dried my hair, and to be honest it could have fallen off anytime before I even got to the pool. Once again I filled out a Lost report and now its a waiting game... waiting to see if anyone or I find it.
Megan cut her own hair. I found a small clump the other day and when she was confronted with it she said yes she had but it was such a small clump I let it slide with the warning of don't do it again. Today before Dance class I tried to french braid it and found much of the hair was too short to reach the back. I asked her did she cut more hair and she said no she had not. I gave up and did a pony tail with a bit of hairspray to help the sides. But then... while cleaning up I found the pile of cut hair and I realized she really went at it. I looked more closely and saw she'd whacked her bangs and her sides. So we headed off to the local children's hair place and got the nice lady there to even it all out.
When I told Megan we'd have to go get it cut I think she thought I meant cut it all off cause she broke into tears terrified. I assured her the lady would just cut a little so she calmed down... ON the way she told me I'm sorry Mommy... I'm not mad Megan you should tell your self sorry. well she sobbed a little more and then said I am sorry to myself and I forgive myself. Good I said - why don't you give your self a hug - and she did.
I managed to swim a mile today, and I do mean managed. I'm still coughing a bit and after a couple of weeks of being really sick I've just lost my stamina. I know i'll get it back but it is a bit off putting.
You know what's annoying - having a small wet dog who insists on sitting on your shoulders and neck I know he's cold from his shivering but still he's wet! and I push him off and turn around and he climbs right back on to my shoulders.
I took Megan to see a local High school production of Beauty and the Beast yesterday - the same one Jack took her too a week ago. We stopped and bought a bunch of flowers on the way and after the play Megan gave them to Belle. I think Megan was a bit disappointed that the girl who played Belle didn't remember her, but its not surprising given how many little girls were vying for her attention. As for the play it was well done for a highschool production. It was a tad long and some of the performers seemed out of sorts. My favorite was Lumiere and while Jack went on and on about Gaston, I did think he did a good job but the kid gave me the creeps. Probably means his performance was spot on - just not my favorite.
On the way to school this morning we passed a billboard for the play and she asked to see it again. Very cute but she was a little bored yesterday so I think we'll wait until Star Struck puts in on in August.
I have a bunch of liberal bias bumper stickers, i've been adding to the back of my CRV since the last presidential election. They include "Vote Against Hate in 2008", "Marriage is ♥ + ♥" and one about Bush's legacy - you know Death Deficit and Deceit. My favorite sticker is "God Please save me from your followers"
So i'm coming out of my local supermarket and I see a guy and his teenage son standing behind my car reading and pointing and laughing. When the see me approach they get all shy and disappear around to the other side to their car. As I get in I hear the dad say to the son ...
"So that's what a Lesbian looks like!"
makes me wonder what people think when Jack drives my car ;)
I did finally go to the doctor last thursday. She gave me an inhaler, cough drug and antibiotics. I am feeling better, but I still am coughing a lot. So much that last night I had to stop eating dinner. I made chili that was way to spicy for me and wow I couldn't stop coughing.
I've been back in the pool for the last 2 days - yesterday I swam for 40 mins, very few actual swimming, mostly just kicking with the kick board. Today I was able to do a little more swimming including 8 lengths of pulling to give my arms a work out, but after 2 puffs of the inhaler I'm still feeling like my breath is hard to catch- so maybe i over did it. Tomorrow i'll probably go back to mostly kicking, and maybe by next week i'll be able to go back to swimming in miles.
No i didn't go to the doctor - probably should but what are they going to say - I'm now at the dry unproductive annoying cough stage. I managed to get to the pool this morning and I swam 2 lengths before I gave up because of excessive coughing and just used the kick board and kicked for 20 mins. then I got out and soaked in the hot tub. It felt ok but not wonderful. Last night I managed to do yoga and not cough much. My friend has a bi-weekly yoga night at her house and I went and really enjoyed myself. I hope to continue going.
I've been really sick all weekend. Friday and Saturday I barely moved from bed, today I got up because Jack had wanted to work out so I feed the dogs and the girl, and took a shower, stripped out bed since i've spent 2 days and nights sweating in it. Then I spent the day in front of the tv in the living room, making small trips around the house to do odd chores. Each one left me incredibly winded. Just unloading the dryer and i had to spend a few minutes catching my breath. This is the weirdest cold i've ever had. It just zaps my energy and makes taking deep breaths so impossible.
I'm going to forgo swimming tomorrow which means there is no way i'll finish the swim the second time in the time left but I don't care. If my breathing is as hard then i'll go to the doctor after I drop Megan at school, if not then I'll go get a pedicure and just have another day of healing. Overall I feel like crap, I've never really struggled for breath - it makes me appreciate what Jack goes through just by being around a cat.
Last week despite suffering from a cold I still swam at the pool all 4 days I could. I did cut back to only 1 mile on friday cause i just couldn't breath. Over the weekend I started to feel better and by monday I was back at 2 miles, tuesday a little over a mile and then 2 on wed. Then wed night was the night from hell and yesterday I started feeling bad again. My cough increased, my nose is stuffy again. I'm literally sicker today than I was a week ago. I did get a good night sleep last night and i'd hoped to feel well enough to swim, but I can't stop coughing. So no swimming today for me. More tv and hanging out at home for us today.
Megan woke up at 1 am screaming in pain last night. After some Tylenol she settled down but woke up again in less than an hour, I calmed her down again and again she woke up screaming, At some point I just climbed into bed with her and she finally slept. I snuck out at 6 and again she woke screaming. She joined me for a bit and then went back to her room. At 7 I got up and told her to get dressed and we headed to the doctor, who has drop in urgent morning appointments. We actually got seen quicker than ever before.
The Doctor found an ear full of puss and we headed to get antibiotics and pain drops. At the store Megan with some motrin under belt slept in the shopping cart. Once home she was feeling better and spent the day watching TV. I spent the day trying to sleep but really never got to - my body just didn't want to.. by night I had a seal cough and my own ear pressure - same bug. Megan is out like a light and am heading to bed shortly.
Our trip to Monteray tomorrow is called off - it'll just be another easy day at home for us.
Not to make anybody jealous but we are sunny and 70! Jack has been celebrating with yard work, while I took Oso to the dog park. Megan - ah poor Megan is sick she woke up with 103 fever and has spent the day watching Disney shows and playing her V-smile.
Despite cold medicine purported to knock you out I can't sleep so...
I'll tell you about our fabulous dinner tonight.
I made pork chops with a curry rub - basically the rub consisted of Curry powder, cumin, brown sugar, chili powder and pepper. I then grilled them to perfection.
On the side I served Basmati Rice that I cooked with Turmeric, cinnamon, Onions, Garlic, Butter, Raisins and cashews.
and a side of Peas (which Megan ate with her Pasta and tomato sauce)
I'm sitting watching Lost from last night and the sofa starts shaking - like a dog is scratching only no dog is awake. I went to the USGS website and sure enough ... more info to follow.
My machine is back - today by 9am - I dropped it off at the apple store Monday at 2:30. It went all the way to Tennessee and got fixed and back - amazing.
Our time without Jack was good. On monday I swam 2 miles. Which felt really really good. I now don't have to swim just breast stroke at the end of 2 miles because I can now get my arms out of the water - I feel so strong its incredible. After picking up Megan from school we had lunch, went to the apple store and then had Megan's friend and her mom come over and the girls played while we mom's did some Yoga. The night was quiet though typical of Jack not being home, I stayed up way to late and woke up way to early.
Tuesday came and After I did the elliptical out in the garage for 45 mins Megan and I headed to her dance class. After lunch we went to our monthly science class at Sulphur Creek. The class this month was flying hunters and after visiting with a Great Horned Owl, a Barn Owl, and a Kestrel, the kids all got to dissect an owl pellet. Fascinating to find all the rodent and shrew bones. Megan wasn't nearly as interested as I was - which is why I don't drop her off I tend to stay and participate. We went on a small hike in the rain, and then they also had another very cool art project. These classes are incredible, for only 8 dollars a class, we get to visit with 3 or 4 animals, get a really cool art project and go on a nature hike.
We got home in time to cook dinner and start the whole going to bed process. Megan gave me daily updates on when Jack was coming home which was adorable and amazing simple subtraction. Shes ready for kindergarten in the fall.
Wednesday dawned and I woke with a stuffy nose. I went to the pool anyway but took it easy only doing a mile and a half. I had the whole pool to myself for a good 1/3 of my swim and since I was stuffy I just used the kickboard and watched part of the movie serenity on my ipod.
After picking up Megan from school, we had sushi with Megan's friend Audrey and her parents, then Megan and I went and got hair cuts . We came home and I cleaned the house while Megan watched a movie all the while getting updates on Jack's alaska airlines saga.
Megan, Oso and I headed to the airport and picked Jack up and then we all went to bed.
I awoke several times during the night with my stuffy nose. And this morning I feel like crap but my computer coming home and Megan sleeping till 9 both improved my mood. We're heading out sometime today to pick up Megan's Kindergarten registration packet and we'll probably stop by playgroup since Megan isn't showing any signs of this darn cold.