Thursday, August 28, 2008
Blake had a gastro. appointment on Monday. As long a I've known him, and for a while before I met him, he's had stomach issues. He's had countless tests, and has been poked and prodded up and down. Well, his sister started having these ''attacks'' that are similar to what he has everyday, and he decided to go see her dr. Well, the doc called today and found something with his liver. They scheduled him for an ultrasound and more blood tests. His ultrasound is Tuesday. I'm hoping it's nothing serious, and i am of course worried, but at the same time, I'm hoping they find something so that they can fix whatever is going on with his stomach. I'm trying to be positive, but I of course am a bit nervous!
We were supposed to go camping this weekend with some friends, but since this came up we figured we should stay home. Plus, I'm still hacking away and chugging cough syrup like its water! I'm a bit bummed but he needs to save his liver, and refrain from any float trip debauchery.
We are both falling apart!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home. As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience. The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."
He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The six-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."
Live simply, Love generously, Care deeply, Speak kindly. Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
- When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
- Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
- Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.
- Take naps.
- Stretch before rising.
- Run, romp, and play daily.
- Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
- Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
- On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
- On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
- When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
- Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
- Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.
- Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not.
- If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
- When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
- Be always grateful for each new day.
....Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain.
I know, too sappy for a monday morning, but it's the little things in life, we take for granted sometimes i think....plus, i love my doggy. I think she kicks ass and the animal's in our lives teach us little lessons daily! :)
Friday, August 22, 2008
$3.33 is my total. I dig around in my purse for the .033. I hand the guy $20.33.
He hands me back $16.87
I look down at the change, confused. I ask in bewilderment, "what was my total again?"
Dumbass: $3.33 (um, that is what i thought....) and you gave me 20.13.
Me: I gave you 20.33.
Dumbass: Do you want your receipt? (ok, just bc the receipt says that doesn't make it right)
I wasn't about to create a scene with the 12 year old barista, i mean cashier in front of a never ending line of Clayton-ites for a quarter--but I wanted to. If your going to work with money, and with people, learn how to effing count for Pete's sake. and while your at it, learn some damn people skills. (my biggest pet peeve...it's called customer service for a reason.)
Why in the hell would I give you change to make more change?
Come on kid, I don't think this profession is working out too well for you. I hear McDonald's needs a fry cook.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
But---low and behold, hello new dryer. Luckily, we can thank craigslist for scoring us a tight new dryer that was easy on the pocketbook.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
(Pic courtesy of Browers Photography)
(Pic from MoBap)
And her twin, Sydney. She looks just like mommy!
Congrats Jaime and Dan! She is precious!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
It made me all warm and gushy inside, but made me feel good that i don't let life bring me down. If i have learned anything, it's that life is short, and why let life stupid snags along the way bring you down? I have always tried not to mope, and wine, but sometimes it's unpreventable because life isn't all puppies and rainbows all the time. (ha ha)
Now, as i ramble you all ask, what's this job she wants us to do? I want you to post your favorite blog, or a new blog you just stumbled across. Share the love, man! :) Tell me who you are too!
Monday, August 11, 2008
- I had the hubster take lily to the vet Thursday, and it wasn't a horrible thing (as in he asked most of the questions i needed answered) but i still have some questions! Lily has a bad case of allergies! Naw...really? He prescribed 2, and i was shocked but 2 Benadryl a day! He says it doesn't affect doggies like it does ppl. I don't know about you but i take two i am out for days! He is hoping it will help with her ears too, but mostly with her rash, and constantly biting her paws. (I might get more sleep if she stops that!)
- I accidentally knocked lily off the bed Saturday night. I don't know how i did it but she fell off and was sl wrapped up in the blanket that she couldn't get out. No wonder she ran to daddy.......I'm a mean mommy!
- Bad news here. My freaking back STILL hurts. I am disappointed, and upset but i can't let it ruin life even though it really make it hard not to sometimes. I am thinking of seeing a new doc but I'm not so sure of what kind. Anyone have any ideas? I at a loss, I've been to my Primary Care Dr., Physical Therapist, and Chiropractor. Who's left?
- Speaking of PT, i think that the reason i felt as decent as i did before the wedding was because of the predisone i was on for the hives--it's an anti-inflammatory. hmm. maybe i should just get hives again.
- I attended a wedding this weekend, and there WILL be a post regarding that very soon (animals included, yes, i said ANIMALS!)
- We also finished our deck last week (well, almost, it needs one more coat of stain!) but I've got a ton of pics and other things, that i will be posting too.
- I will also be hitting my 100th post! finally....geez!
- Julia recently posted about her pup resembling that creature from the Neverending Story but I came across this and couldn't help it.....
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
- Link to the person who tagged you.
- Post these six rules on your blog.
- Write 6 random things about yourself.
- Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them.
- Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog.
- Let the tagger know when your entry is posted.
I've neurotically taped General Hospital for the past few years. Um, yes. and thier stupid show on SoapNet called "night shift." NightShift is stupid but for some odd reason i still watch it. (I think this season it's because Jagger is back--Antonio Sabato Jr. mmmm) Here is the kicker, my husband is more addicted then I am! HA!
I'm left handed. In grade school, I thought i was cool because i got to use special scissors. In gym class during basketball, all the righties had to go to one hoop to practice free-throws, and well, i went to the other. I was the only lefty in my class. Yeah, i was cool. Did you know that left-handers day is August 13th? Yea, me either.
I am obsessed with Bread Co's (or for you non-st. louisians, Panera) Ice-Tea. i swear, no one can make it like they do. I think they might put crack in it because it's the freaking bomb diggity bomb. I drink at least 3 a week. At least.
I like order in like i organize my pantry by shapes and sizes. I know weird. I do the same thing to my closet too. And my dishes. I guess you can call me neurotic, or weird, or OCD but yep. That is my deep dark secret.
- And last by not least, I have never and will never get the chicken pox. Neither has my mom and some of her sisters. It must be an immunity gene or something. I was actually tested in college before i started teaching preschool (ya know, kids have germs and all) to see if i needed the shot, and nope. This reminds me of yet another grade school story. Flash back to 2nd grade where everyone but this me and this one kid with glasses and lots of freckles. (don't remember his name, and that is all that i remember about the poor kid) got the pox. Then, the day came. and it was down to just me. It was like a freaking epidemic. There was a week, where it was seriously me and a few other kids. I know, there I was again, being all cool with my bad self. tagging is now complete. If you haven't been tagged, feel free to confess with me. Anyone else have anything they'd like to get off their shoulders?