Category: dogs

So I know I’m supposed to tell the story of my husband nearly castrating his finger after smashing our glass coffee table while watching the kiddage, but I have like zero time.  After staying up until 4:00 am–4:00 AM–on Saturday night for my 20 year high school reunion, I am pretty much a zombie right [...]

You never know when life is going to throw you a curve ball. Take Skye, for instance.
One day, she’s basking in the sun without a care in the world:

The next, disaster strikes in the form of an absent hot tub cover:

It’s like the epitomy of the Project Runway slogan, only in reverse: One day [...]

Not too long ago, I sent in an article to eharmony, in hopes of getting a writing gig.  Guess what?  I-Got-Published!
Okay, so it’s not like I’m going to be short-listed for the Pulitzer or anything.  Or even that I finally  finished that heinous romance novel I started over five years ago (poor Drake and Sophie–they at [...]

Oops–just a few words first.  Don’t forget to enter my contest–it ends Thursday night (and a new one will begin).
As far as WW goes, Just call me indecisive…..
Babies…

Dogs:

So, I’m thinking this is not what the Happy Heiny’s manufacturer intended when they called this diaper an “all-in-one”.  But really—doesn’t it make a perfect hat? 

….and just in the nick of time!
“Hound dogs make the best friends”

What NOT to do when attempting the word challenge:
1)  Do not pronounce the word with all the clarity of someone who just downed a pitcher of Everclear martinis.  People will look at you like you’ve been smoking crack in a closet for the past five years.
2)  Do not be foolish enough to choose two words [...]

Happy 4th of July, from the gang (and the Target dollar bins)!
Skye:  Mom should be banned from Target.

Fergie:  I sure hope this visor’s tasty.  Then again, I eat beer cans.

Peanut:  I’m pretty sure I like visors about as much as I like bunny ears.  Notice my demented look?  Oh wait—I always look like this.

Peanut:  Getting [...]

I have a confession to make—I’m a Target dollar bin junkie.  I seriously must have the biggest collection of their random holiday crap on the face of the planet.   When I see all those little holiday knick-knacks, thingamajigs, and doo-hickeys, I just lose it.  I don’t care that they’re utterly useless, that they’re going to fall apart as [...]

I forgot to mention—another big thing that happened while were in Colorado?  Finley started solids.
 Well, that’s not 100% accurate.  Actually, my baby started solids when we were in Utah, before we got to Colorado.
Here I was, so proud of myself for delaying solids.  Not that I started Connor super early—he pigged out on his first [...]