Tuesday, November 2, 2010

1/7/99-11/3/10





Today my sweet angel from doggie heaven passed away. He was almost 12 years old. He was my roommate when I graduated from college and was kicked out of the bed once I met my future husband, which left him and me a little sad. He was the first thing my daughter laughed at when she was 4 months old. My son would follow in her footsteps not 5 years later. Sure, he shed like a crazy dog, ate poopie diapers, and refused to be potty trained until he was 7 months old (my son must be taking after his dog-brother), but I loved him more than words can express. He had the softest, silkiest long ears. He loved to lounge and have his ears scratched. He loved pillows, and would find the nicest one to lay until it had a nice yellow tinge to it that no laundry detergent could ever remove. In his old age, he would wake me at 3 or 4 am to go out and pee, and I didn't really mind that much. I mean, he offered unconditional love in return. Once he came to trust my husband, Riley would go to his side of the bed every morning and whimper that he needed to be let out. If that didn't prove how much he loved me, I don't know what could. So, in between my tears and multiple glasses of wine, I will remember that beautiful, fat, wonderful bassett hound that I got to be the mother of for almost 12 years. Rest in peace my sweet boy. May all the dogs that died before you greet you at the pearly gates and reserve a soft, cushiony leather couch with lots of pillows for you to lounge on for all of eternity.

Momma misses you.
V

Monday, November 1, 2010

Happy Halloween












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What I've learned from a busy weekend...

So, here is a little snippet of what I managed to learn over this past weekend:

1. You can run 10 miles even when you are coming down with a sinus infection.
2. It doesn't matter how fast you run, but that you finish. (and I was not last!)
3. A 5 hour energy shot and a peanut butter sandwich works wonders when you don't feel like giving your run your best effort.
4. A hyper competitive mom and a daughter who plays soccer does not always make for a good time.
5. You should not embarrass your husband by making rude comments to 8 year girls who just kicked your daughter in a blatantly inappropriately way.
6. If you can't back up your rude comments to that 8 year old girl's parents, it's best to keep your trap (aka mouth) shut at all times.
7. It's not very fun to hang out with friends who turn everything into a competition whether they live close by or not. Yes, you will always be able to run farther and faster than me, and I'm totally okay with it. I'll bring you cookies when you are laid up after you blow out your ACL.
8. Do not come to work sick. The students know you are easy prey when you don't have the strength to yell at them. Make the assignments as long and as boring as possible on those days.
9. Always make your health care provider your friend. That way you can go in without an appointment and not have to wait 2+ hours like the rest of the world.
10. Don't get sick on Halloween. No one likes a mom who is grouchy, sluggish, and congested. Stay home, turn the lights out, and go to bed.

That's it. Not a very good post, but I did get one in for November.