Monthly Archives: November 2006

We’re Gonna Pay For This

 
It’s been sunny with highs in the 60’s for days now.  No rain.  Cool at night, but no frost.  Just enough of a temperature change to play havoc with poor Blacky’s arthritis.  He always has a hard time when the weather changes . . . . and does much better when the weather picks a temperature and sticks with it.  
 
I go out at lunch and walk around downtown and look at all the holiday decorations.  It is a little odd to be listening to Christmas carols and looking at beautiful window displays wearing only a light jacket.  I go home at night and play fetch with Blacky and Luci in the back yard until they are so tired they can’t run anymore.  It’s been really nice to go out with them first thing in the morning and not be freezing my you-know-what off.     
 
Anyway, as happy as I am that we’ve had this wonderful weather, I know that we are going to pay for this big time later on this winter.  I’m afraid that the snowstorm that hit Washington State and is meandering its way across the United States is going to do something horrible to Ohio.  With my luck, it’ll hit either during the morning rush hour or the evening rush hour and I’ll have to drive in it.  I hate driving in snow/ice/sleet.  These snowstorms never happen in the middle of the night when I’m home snug in my bed listening to Hubby and Luci snore.  If I’m home, then I can call the boss and tell him I’m taking a two hour delay or a full snow day – it all depends on the amount of snow and whether or not the road crews can get the salt down and make it safe for me to drive 30 miles into work.  Thankfully, the boss understands my fear of driving in snow/ice/sleet and doesn’t complain when I wimp out. 
 
Snow, ice, and bad driving conditions are all part of living in Ohio.  It happens every year like clockwork.  I’ve been here all my life, you’d think I’d be used to it by now.  Nope.  Not at all.  So I worry every time that the word "snow" appears in the forecast.  
 
However, there is one person in my household that is looking forward to – and even wishing hard for – a good snowstorm.  That would be Hubby.  He spent his growing up years in California and only got to see snow when they went up to the mountains.  He didn’t get to do the snow fort thing.  Never had school cancelled because of snow.  Poor deprived little kid.  He’s been here in Ohio for about 35 years now and he’s still as excited as a little kid when it comes to snow storms.  
 
I just know that he’s going to get his wish.  Excuse me while I go check The Weather Channel. 
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Beware of the Dog

 
I had a lovely long holiday weekend.  I’ll write about it later.  There is one thing that happened that has had me scratching my head in wonder and laughing at Luci’s latest chewing incident.
 
The weather here the last few days has been fabulous and Luci has spent a lot of time in the back yard.  She spent the weekend chewing sticks that she got from Hubby’s wood pile.  She also spent some time sunning herself on the deck.  She chased squirrels and birds from the yard.  Nothing out of the ordinary for Luci. 
 
At one point on Saturday morning, I went outside to check on her and saw that she had one of the "Beware of Dog" signs in her mouth.  Now where did she get that?  I did a quick check of the yard and saw that she had torn down one of the signs, tore up the piece of plywood that Hubby had attached the plastic sign to like it was shredded wheat, and had pulled the sign away from the board and was attempting to tear it into a zillion pieces.  Yes, I had to play chase the puppy to get the sign away from her.   
 
My first question was how did she get to the sign in the first place?  This particular sign is the only sign that’s fastened to the inside of our chain link fence.  I guess she must have finally noticed that it was there and decided that she just had to have it for herself.   
 
My next question is . . . What does it mean with the dog destroys the "Beware of Dog" sign? 

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Thursday Thirteen – Giving Thanks

 
Since it’s Thanksgiving, it’s only fitting that I do my Thursday Thirteen of things I’m thankful for . . .
 
  1. My health.  I haven’t had a major migraine in a while and I haven’t had a gastritis attack in a really long time.  Life is good.
  2. Hubby’s health.  Yes, the upset tummy stuff a week or so ago turned out to be a bug.  We still have to be careful about his bad back, his colitis, and keeping up with the bloodwork to monitor his cholesterol, but overall he’s in good health for a guy his age. 
  3. My happy marriage.  Even though he makes me crazy sometimes, I can’t imagine what my life would be like without my Hubby.  It really doesn’t seem like we’ve been together for 24 years. 
  4. My family – my parents, my siblings, the brothers-in-law, my sister-in-law, the nieces and nephews, my MIL.  They make my life interesting. 
  5. My grandkids.  They are God’s reward for surviving the ugly teenage years with the stepkids.  I’m amazed at how fast they’ve grown and at what wonderful individuals they are. 
  6. I have a good relationship with Jr.  Life with the stepkids hasn’t always been easy, especially during the teenage years.  Things are much better now with me and Jr.  He introduces me as his mom and I’m happy to call him my son. 
  7. The doggies.  Of course they are on the list.  My life would be so boring and empty without them.  I love seeing their happy faces every morning . . . even when they get me up at 5:30 a.m. on a weekend morning. 
  8. My job.  I’ve often said that my job is the job I dreamed of when I was in college.  It’s a small office so there aren’t any of the office politics and other problems that I discovered (and suffered through) when I lived in cubicleland. 
  9. Hubby has a job.  Right now he’s not too happy with that job because one of his co-workers has been out for a while with some heart problems and all the guys are working a lot of overtime.  Hopefully, though, that will be changing soon and Hubby will start to like his job more. 
  10. My house.  I got up at 7:45 to let the doggies out and the sun was shining in the kitchen window.  Yea, it’s a little dusty and I need to sweep the floor, but it’s my house.  Hubby saw the ad in the paper and told me he had found my dream house.  He was right.  
  11. The Doggie Mobile.  It’s a perfect car for hauling the dogs around.  And it’s perfect for my long commute to work each day.  The little 4 cylinder car gets great gas mileage.
  12. No drama on Thanksgiving day.  No fighting with The Ex.  No drama with the in-laws.  It was a lovely day with a quiet uneventful dinner. 
  13. My blogging buddies.  I’ve met some really nice people since I started this blog.  I’m grateful for them and for everyone who reads this little space about me and my doggies.   

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

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Nothing To See Here . . .

 
I’ve got absolutely nothing worth an entire blog.  Just a bunch of little things that I could somehow wrap together . . .
 
The Big Game was this weekend.  Yes, that one.  The Ohio State – Michigan game.  The hoopla was pretty intense all through the state.  I managed to talk the boss into having a "casual day" in the office on Friday and I got to wear jeans and my Ohio State t-shirt to work.  Everywhere you looked on Friday and Saturday, everyone was wearing scarlet and grey.  Then there were the few sad folks wearing Michigan blue.  I went to Saturday evening Mass and missed a good part of the game.  Hubby stayed home to watch the game, but got so nervous that Ohio State might lose that he turned the channel after the first quarter and could only watch the game for a few minutes at a time.  His theory was that they did well when he didn’t watch and messed up when he did.  Yes, I’d say he’s more than a little superstitious. 
 
The weather has turned colder, but at least it’s stopped raining.  I did manage to get the mud room floor cleaned on Sunday afternoon.  That lasted about 15 minutes.  Then the dogs decided they needed to go outside to potty and immediately started tracking mud on the floor again.  Hubby had the brilliant idea of spreading the towels I use to wipe the dog’s feet on the floor and have them walk on the towels to keep the floor from getting dirty.  Brilliant idea I tell you.  Worked like a charm.  Until the dogs decided that they didn’t want to walk on the towels.  I highly recommend that you buy stock in Pinesol and/or Clorox because my Clorox Ready Mop is getting a serious workout.  
 
I always thought that Blacky was the doggie that OCD.  He has a routine, he knows his routine, and he doesn’t like to have his routine disturbed.  I think he’s passing that tendency to Luci.  Normally, I park the doggie mobile in front of the house, but last night I parked in the driveway.  Hubby wasn’t home and I was going to the grocery a little later, so I just left the car in the driveway.  Luci spotted the car in the driveway and thought that we had visitors.  She drove me nuts running back and forth from the deck to the front door.  When I finally figured out what she was doing, I went and moved the car to it’s normal spot.  That silly dog wasn’t going to stop running in and out the back door until everything in her little world was back to normal. 
 
Wow . . . maybe the ranting blog would have been the better choice . . .

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He’s Baacckk!!

 
Blacky has the most gentle soul I’ve ever seen in a dog.  He’s never deliberately misbehaved ever.  Never dug in the yard.  Never rushed out the front door.  Never messed in the house.  Never chews anything he’s not supposed to.  He’s loving, obedient, and eager to please.  He’s a perfect dog.  He’s also a very active dog.  He loves to run for the pure joy of running.  He’ll play fetch until he’s so out of breath that he can’t walk another step. 
 
His activity level, though, dropped off considerably about the time that Luci came to live with us.  I figured it was because of the sudden loss of Goldie and the emotional mess that I was during that time.  Then, not two weeks later, we introduce this little bundle of energy that completely took over the household.  He adapted well to all the changes (which surprised me because Blacky normally doesn’t do well with changes to his routine), learned how to be the Big Brother instead of the Little Brother, and learned how to stand up for himself when Luci invaded his personal space or interfered with "his" time with Mommy and Daddy. 
 
The one thing that never really quite bounced back was his activity level.  It seemed like he was happy to sit on the sidelines and watch me play fetch with Luci, or wrestle on the floor with Daddy.  We would try to get him involved in what we were doing with Luci, and he would be interested but I could tell his heart just wasn’t in it.  I wondered if it was a combination of his age (he’s 7½ now) and his arthritis, but he wasn’t having any problems getting around.  I couldn’t figure out what was going on.  In the last few months, though, I’ve noticed that he’s getting more active.  He’s more willing to play fetch with me.  He’s romping through the back yard and wrestling with Luci.  They’re chasing each other though the house.  He’s not just sitting on the sidelines anymore.  It finally dawned on me what was going on.  Blacky was watching out for his little sister.  It was like he knew that Luci was just a little puppy and that he had to be careful around her.  He was waiting for her to get bigger so that they could play together.  He’s realized that she’s just as big as he is now and that annoying little puppy is now somebody that he can play with. 
 
I watch the two of them running and playing in the back yard and it makes me very happy.  My boy dog is back to his normal happy self.  Watch out, Luci, I think Blacky’s about to give you a run for your money.

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Thursday Thirteen – What I’d Rather Be Doing

 
Ever have one of those days when you just don’t what to be at work?  Or maybe just not doing whatever boring thing you are doing at work?  I’m working on the 2007 budget projection and finishing up the October monthly financial reports.  I’m about to lose my mind working on these numbers.  In keeping with my Thursday Thirteen tradition, here are 13 things I’d rather be doing right now. . . .
 
  1. Sitting on a beach in Hawaii with Hubby, drinking a rum, and coke and watching the surfers.  Sure beats being here in Ohio where it’s cold, dreary, and raining. 
  2. Sitting on the couch at home drinking a coke, eating popcorn, and watching "The Lake House" with Blacky and Luci.  Hubby bought me the DVD for Sweetest Day and I haven’t been able to watch it yet. 
  3. Christmas shopping – it’s less crowded if you go during the day during the week when everyone else is at work.
  4. Working on my cross-stitch.  I don’t think I’ve worked on a project since Luci came to live with us.  I haven’t been able to sit down for more than 5 minutes at a time in over a year. 
  5. Taking a nap.  No explanation needed.
  6. Cleaning the floor in the mudroom.  Yes, I know how awful that sounds but if you could see the floor of the mudroom you would understand.  It’s been raining here for the last two days.  The backyard looks like a swamp and Luci loves to romp through the mud.  
  7. Wandering through a bookstore looking for interesting new books to read.  Again, something that I haven’t done much of since Luci came to live with us.  It’s that "not sitting still for more than 5 minutes thing" that I mentioned earlier.
  8. Reading a good book. 
  9. Surfing the internet without worrying about the boss catching me or the zillion things that aren’t getting done because I’m wasting time on the internet.
  10. Going grocery shopping.  One of my most favorite things in the world to do is to grocery shop during the day . . . while everyone else is at work and the shelves haven’t been picked over. 
  11. Playing fetch with Blacky and Luci . . . only if the back yard wasn’t a swampy, muddy mess. 
  12. Baking cookies.  Nothing better than the smell of fresh baked cookies in the house on a dreary, rainy day.
  13. Snuggling on the couch with Hubby, eating the fresh baked cookies, and watching trash TV.  Maury, Oprah, Jerry, any of the judge shows, Ex-Treme Dating . . . I’m not picky.

 Now I’m even less motivated to finish this budget stuff.  And now I want cookies.

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Hoping It’s Just A Bug

 
Don’t think that I’m a bad wife by hoping that what Hubby has is "just" a flu bug.  There really is a method to my madness.  Right before Hubby’s 50th birthday a couple of years ago, he had his first colitis attack.  It was a horrible, painful, completely-out-of-left field kind of experience for both of us.  The attack was so bad that it became one of those "you need to get me to the ER now" events.  Hubby never asks to go to the ER and if he’s begging for a shot to stop the pain, then you know it’s bad.  Over the course of the next few months he and I learned more than we ever wanted to know about colitis and the workings of the lower digestive tract.  We were lucky that Hubby’s colitis wasn’t severe and it responded well to medications.  With the meds and a minor change in our diets, the colitis went into remission after about 6 months and he’s been off the meds and symptom-free for about 2 years. 
 
At least we’re hoping he’s still in remission.  Hubby’s been having some tummy trouble the last couple of days and we’re trying to figure out what it is.  Is it something he ate?  A bug that’s going around?  Or is it a warning sign of something worse?  Right now we’re trying the "wait and see" approach to see what happens next.  He’s been complaining of some pain – not as bad as the earlier attack, but bad enough to have both of us worried – and he’s making frequent trips to the bathroom again.  This has only been going on for a couple of days and we’re wondering if it’s just a bug or if we need to be worried about the colitis coming back. 
 
Poor Hubby.  He’s grumpy because he doesn’t feel good.  He’s afraid to eat anything because it might trigger an "episode" and the things that don’t trigger an "episode" are "too boring" to eat.  So here we are, a week before Thanksgiving . . . . and if it is the colitis coming back he’s going to have to spend the holiday season eating bland, boring food.  Add to that the possibility of the specialist wanting to do "that #@^*(!% test" again.  That’s what Hubby calls a colonoscopy.  Hubby hates having a colonoscopy.  I hate when Hubby has to have a colonoscopy.  For Hubby the only good thing about a colonoscopy is that I promise him a large Frosty from Wendy’s after it’s all over.  Then there’s the meds and the follow-up visits with the specialist.  Bleck, bleck, bleck.  It won’t be a very happy holiday season for us. 
 
See why I’m hoping that it’s "just a bug" . . .
 

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