I am talking about Wallene. My lovely, darling Wallene.
Actually she doesn't have a big mouth. In fact, her mouth is too small to accommodate all of her teeth and the orthodontist had to put in an expander.
The word alone makes me cringe.
Ouch, ouchitty, ouch.
It is a contraption in the roof of her mouth that her Dad must insert a key into and turn. Every morning.
:Repeat the ouch factor here:
I looked at it once and I never want to see it again. Thankyouverymuch.
If you would like to see it she managed to take pictures. [Don't ask me how - but they are pretty funny] They are here: Wallene
Next step braces. Yipppee!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
I WILL NOT SAY THIS AGAIN!
Yes. I am yelling in my title .... and I will probably owe a lot of apologies by the end of this but I do not want to ever have to say this again:
LEASH YOUR F&^%$#@ DOG!
Sorry for the "foul" language [apology #1] but I am so fed up with people that think it is okay to NOT have their dog on a leash.
Yesterday:
A beautiful, sunshiny day and Wallene took Spot and Scooby for a walk. ON LEASHES. Because that is what responsible pet owners do.
She was strolling along with them when a neighbor friend came rollerblading down the street carrying her dachshund, Coco, in her arms.
Don't even ask me how weird I think that is -because, well.........just don't. The point is she was carrying her dog and did NOT have a leash on her.
She skated up to Wallene and with no warning set her [teacup] dachshund in front of Spot and Wallene. May I repeat: With NO LEASH. Our daughter was completely caught off guard and before she could ask the neighbor to pick the dog back up....this is what happened:
Scooby was sniffing behind Wallene on his leash and didn't notice Coco right away.
Spot and Coco were doing the usual doggy butt sniffing when Scooby came around Wallene's side and saw Coco.
He immediately picked Coco up in his mouth. Hard.
He didn't shake her but he wouldn't put her down either. We don't know if he thought he was protecting Spot or if he thought Coco was a dog toy [she is less then half the size of Spot - about 7 lbs] but Wallene and the owner finally managed to get Coco out of his mouth and the poor thing ran away.
I have to mention here that Scooby is huge. Most of you know that, but it bears repeating. You can't miss our 120 lb wonder, but he is also an incredibly gentle dog. His breed [Chesapeake Bay Retreiver] is known as a gentle, non aggressive breed. I have absolutely no idea why this woman thought it was a good idea to put a 7 lb dog down in close proximity of our dogs without a leash.
The woman scooped up Coco from underneath a nearby car and skated off. When Wallene arrived home she told us what had happened and Pooldad went over to talk to them to see if Coco was okay. They were on their way to the vet and although very polite they did say they thought the pup might have a collapsed lung.
Turns out Scooby broke two ribs and bruised her lung but Coco will heal. Thank goodness.
Here's the thing - we provided them with our information but I will be damned if I am paying one cent of that dog's vet bill. Who in the heck rollerblades with a dog [is that not dangerous to begin with?] and where the heck was her leash? I realize a leash might not have made a difference in this case but it would have at least given the owner a chance to yank her dog back before Scooby picked Coco up.
I sat last night [and here tonight] waiting on Animal Control to show up and quarantine my dog. I also realize that now I have to muzzle Scooby to walk him. Not too terribly happy about that, but I don't want this to happen again because someone is too stupid to not restrain their own dog.
Argue with me, tell me you are right to let your dog off the leash or that leashes are only for residential neighborhoods [like ours] or that the only person that should ever walk Scooby is Pooldad [because he outweighs him] but I don't care. We take every precaution with these guys - we know our dogs - and act accordingly, but if you present your dog up in an unsafe manner - then our dogs and we are NOT responsible.
When your dog dies as a result of your carelessness do not blame me.
Sorry [apology #2] for the angry rant, but the thought of Coco being hurt and us possibly losing Scooby because someone was so stupid just hurts.
LEASH YOUR F&^%$#@ DOG!
Sorry for the "foul" language [apology #1] but I am so fed up with people that think it is okay to NOT have their dog on a leash.
Yesterday:
A beautiful, sunshiny day and Wallene took Spot and Scooby for a walk. ON LEASHES. Because that is what responsible pet owners do.
She was strolling along with them when a neighbor friend came rollerblading down the street carrying her dachshund, Coco, in her arms.
Don't even ask me how weird I think that is -because, well.........just don't. The point is she was carrying her dog and did NOT have a leash on her.
She skated up to Wallene and with no warning set her [teacup] dachshund in front of Spot and Wallene. May I repeat: With NO LEASH. Our daughter was completely caught off guard and before she could ask the neighbor to pick the dog back up....this is what happened:
Scooby was sniffing behind Wallene on his leash and didn't notice Coco right away.
Spot and Coco were doing the usual doggy butt sniffing when Scooby came around Wallene's side and saw Coco.
He immediately picked Coco up in his mouth. Hard.
He didn't shake her but he wouldn't put her down either. We don't know if he thought he was protecting Spot or if he thought Coco was a dog toy [she is less then half the size of Spot - about 7 lbs] but Wallene and the owner finally managed to get Coco out of his mouth and the poor thing ran away.
I have to mention here that Scooby is huge. Most of you know that, but it bears repeating. You can't miss our 120 lb wonder, but he is also an incredibly gentle dog. His breed [Chesapeake Bay Retreiver] is known as a gentle, non aggressive breed. I have absolutely no idea why this woman thought it was a good idea to put a 7 lb dog down in close proximity of our dogs without a leash.
The woman scooped up Coco from underneath a nearby car and skated off. When Wallene arrived home she told us what had happened and Pooldad went over to talk to them to see if Coco was okay. They were on their way to the vet and although very polite they did say they thought the pup might have a collapsed lung.
Turns out Scooby broke two ribs and bruised her lung but Coco will heal. Thank goodness.
Here's the thing - we provided them with our information but I will be damned if I am paying one cent of that dog's vet bill. Who in the heck rollerblades with a dog [is that not dangerous to begin with?] and where the heck was her leash? I realize a leash might not have made a difference in this case but it would have at least given the owner a chance to yank her dog back before Scooby picked Coco up.
I sat last night [and here tonight] waiting on Animal Control to show up and quarantine my dog. I also realize that now I have to muzzle Scooby to walk him. Not too terribly happy about that, but I don't want this to happen again because someone is too stupid to not restrain their own dog.
Argue with me, tell me you are right to let your dog off the leash or that leashes are only for residential neighborhoods [like ours] or that the only person that should ever walk Scooby is Pooldad [because he outweighs him] but I don't care. We take every precaution with these guys - we know our dogs - and act accordingly, but if you present your dog up in an unsafe manner - then our dogs and we are NOT responsible.
When your dog dies as a result of your carelessness do not blame me.
Sorry [apology #2] for the angry rant, but the thought of Coco being hurt and us possibly losing Scooby because someone was so stupid just hurts.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
I Rate a 97%...Who Knew?
Wallene had a project for school where she had to write something about someone who meant something to her.
She presented us with a lovely poster with a poem for her best friend Layton. It was heartfelt and beautifully decorated. We congratulated her on a job well done, because it was, and assured her it was an A. She put a lot of work into it. I told her that she should give it to Layton after she received the grade.
Little trickster.
It was a ruse. She fooled us.
Instead she submitted a booklet about me and her.
It is a mini photo album with words and pictures.
These are her words:
To Never Let Go
There is someone everyone needs
And someone you can always trust
This someone always cares for you
And they always know who you are
A Mom is important to have
She takes care of you
Watches out for you
And keeps you up when you are feeling down
She keeps you happy
Plays games with you
Makes you laugh
And just makes your day brighter
My Mom is all of these descriptons
Eventhough with her illness
She makes my days wonderful
No matter what mood she is in
For all that has been going on for my Mom
She has always been there for me
And she always will be
My Mom means the world to me
Forever friendship
She's never let me down
As I know I never will
She makes me smile when I am feeling blue
And makes me laugh until my eyes water
My Mom is incredibly important to me
And I will love her forever
She is the perfect Mother
And I will never let her go
Dedicated to my Mom - "Skippy"
~~~~
Her grade was a 97%. [Hence the post title]
Sometimes I forget that the kids know. That they know I am sick and I am doing the best I can.
Then, for Mother's Day, I receive this beautiful gift and wonder what the heck I am doing.
My life isn't predicated on the past. It is in the present and for the future. I look forward to it.
Thank you Wallene.
I love you and I am so glad "I had to have you."
Special little girl.
She presented us with a lovely poster with a poem for her best friend Layton. It was heartfelt and beautifully decorated. We congratulated her on a job well done, because it was, and assured her it was an A. She put a lot of work into it. I told her that she should give it to Layton after she received the grade.
Little trickster.
It was a ruse. She fooled us.
Instead she submitted a booklet about me and her.
It is a mini photo album with words and pictures.
These are her words:
To Never Let Go
There is someone everyone needs
And someone you can always trust
This someone always cares for you
And they always know who you are
A Mom is important to have
She takes care of you
Watches out for you
And keeps you up when you are feeling down
She keeps you happy
Plays games with you
Makes you laugh
And just makes your day brighter
My Mom is all of these descriptons
Eventhough with her illness
She makes my days wonderful
No matter what mood she is in
For all that has been going on for my Mom
She has always been there for me
And she always will be
My Mom means the world to me
Forever friendship
She's never let me down
As I know I never will
She makes me smile when I am feeling blue
And makes me laugh until my eyes water
My Mom is incredibly important to me
And I will love her forever
She is the perfect Mother
And I will never let her go
Dedicated to my Mom - "Skippy"
~~~~
Her grade was a 97%. [Hence the post title]
Sometimes I forget that the kids know. That they know I am sick and I am doing the best I can.
Then, for Mother's Day, I receive this beautiful gift and wonder what the heck I am doing.
My life isn't predicated on the past. It is in the present and for the future. I look forward to it.
Thank you Wallene.
I love you and I am so glad "I had to have you."
Special little girl.
Monday, May 9, 2011
I Should Say I Am Sorry, But....
...I just can't.
I really, really had to be selfish.
No, really, I did.
You'll understand. I know you will.*
For the past 4 days my beleaguered husband has been running hither and yon to take care of the three of us. He went south, then he went north and then he went errand crazy on Saturday - and let's just say it has been a loooong weekend for the poor guy.
We aren't even going to mention the flat tire on I-81 Thursday or getting lost in the mountains of Pennsylvania in the middle of the night Friday. Nope.
Long weekend. Definitely.
However, being the guy he is he managed to grill out twice this weekend. Two of my favorites - marinated chicken breasts Saturday and for Mother's Day he made his p.e.r.f.e.c.t. London Broil. The man ROCKS a grill Tadpoles.
:Commence drooling:
With all the things that go on with me I eat, on average, once a day. Maybe. So when a meal presents itself and I am not queasy or having an attack I am all over it.
All over it like "Charlie Sheen with a bag of crack" all over it.
WINNING!
That is what happened to the London Broil.
Oops.
:grin:
Since Wallene wanted the leftover chicken and Squirrel is off in Bermuda somewhere, Pooldad and I had a serious piece of meat to divide between just the two of us.
Any guesses who won the split?
We had dinner. Okay, we had the meat for an appetizer while watching TV, then we had some for dinner [with grilled asparagus and baked potato, yum!] and then for dessert - we had more meat.
It was so, so, so good.
As we were polishing off the second pound of meat I mentioned to my husband that when I made lunches that night I would make him a sandwich with the leftover beef. His face lit up and he smiled knowing how good that was going to taste.
He went to bed and I proceeded to set up to make his and Wallene's lunches. I pulled out the beef [which he had sliced thinly for the sandwiches], the leftover chicken, macaroni salad and veggies.
I couldn't do it.
I could NOT make his sandwich.
I eyed the chicken I was going to use for Wallene's lunch and looked at the beef for his sandwich and, well...
She got peanut butter and jelly.
I got a midnight snack.
*Unless you are a vegetarian, then I do apologize for this post.
Have a great Monday gang! See you on the flip side.
I really, really had to be selfish.
No, really, I did.
You'll understand. I know you will.*
For the past 4 days my beleaguered husband has been running hither and yon to take care of the three of us. He went south, then he went north and then he went errand crazy on Saturday - and let's just say it has been a loooong weekend for the poor guy.
We aren't even going to mention the flat tire on I-81 Thursday or getting lost in the mountains of Pennsylvania in the middle of the night Friday. Nope.
Long weekend. Definitely.
However, being the guy he is he managed to grill out twice this weekend. Two of my favorites - marinated chicken breasts Saturday and for Mother's Day he made his p.e.r.f.e.c.t. London Broil. The man ROCKS a grill Tadpoles.
:Commence drooling:
With all the things that go on with me I eat, on average, once a day. Maybe. So when a meal presents itself and I am not queasy or having an attack I am all over it.
All over it like "Charlie Sheen with a bag of crack" all over it.
WINNING!
That is what happened to the London Broil.
Oops.
:grin:
Since Wallene wanted the leftover chicken and Squirrel is off in Bermuda somewhere, Pooldad and I had a serious piece of meat to divide between just the two of us.
Any guesses who won the split?
We had dinner. Okay, we had the meat for an appetizer while watching TV, then we had some for dinner [with grilled asparagus and baked potato, yum!] and then for dessert - we had more meat.
It was so, so, so good.
As we were polishing off the second pound of meat I mentioned to my husband that when I made lunches that night I would make him a sandwich with the leftover beef. His face lit up and he smiled knowing how good that was going to taste.
He went to bed and I proceeded to set up to make his and Wallene's lunches. I pulled out the beef [which he had sliced thinly for the sandwiches], the leftover chicken, macaroni salad and veggies.
I couldn't do it.
I could NOT make his sandwich.
I eyed the chicken I was going to use for Wallene's lunch and looked at the beef for his sandwich and, well...
She got peanut butter and jelly.
I got a midnight snack.
*Unless you are a vegetarian, then I do apologize for this post.
Have a great Monday gang! See you on the flip side.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Ooops! I'm Naked
[Made you look!]
It's my blog that is in the au natural.
[ETA: It was plain, but I got bored and changed it at 10 pm. :D]
Found out this morning that I had a wee small problem.
Seems a hacker thought it would be fun to infect my blog. I had to take down all the fancies - the background, the radio, the weather and the stat counter because it was imbedded in the html code of one of those. [It is safe now - you will get a warning if it isn't.]
So, yes....it is boring, but at least it won't infect your computer or mine with malware. It's all good. :D Besides you don't come here for how great my blog looks, you visit for my sterling personality and rapier wit. Right? giggle
However, I do have something for your viewing pleasure.
I present to you my Anniversary present:
2 tickets to Hershey park: $74.00
Gas to drive a 6 hour round trip: $20.00
Cotton Candy: $4.00
That picture: PRICELESS
Hope you all are having a wonderful Sunday.
It's my blog that is in the au natural.
[ETA: It was plain, but I got bored and changed it at 10 pm. :D]
Found out this morning that I had a wee small problem.
Seems a hacker thought it would be fun to infect my blog. I had to take down all the fancies - the background, the radio, the weather and the stat counter because it was imbedded in the html code of one of those. [It is safe now - you will get a warning if it isn't.]
So, yes....it is boring, but at least it won't infect your computer or mine with malware. It's all good. :D Besides you don't come here for how great my blog looks, you visit for my sterling personality and rapier wit. Right? giggle
However, I do have something for your viewing pleasure.
I present to you my Anniversary present:
 |
| Friday 5/6/2011 |
2 tickets to Hershey park: $74.00
Gas to drive a 6 hour round trip: $20.00
Cotton Candy: $4.00
That picture: PRICELESS
Hope you all are having a wonderful Sunday.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
You Aren't Supposed to Do That!
Don't y'all realize that you can make me laugh via email and comments? I read what you send me and start laughing and then choking. The whole "trying to suck in air" thing.
So many of you are guilty of this. :grinning: Thank you!
Jeesh Tadpoles - I love it, I do. Laughter is the best medicine, but...in my case it can take the breath right out of me. If I start laughing too hard I have to stop and try to catch my breath.
[Ask Linda Vagabraun - she has done this to me on the phone. More times then once. Okay, okay, every single time we talk.]
Today's list of culprits include:
Mynx - because she is a :harlot: [she said it, not me] and has a bra I really want. Okay, I want half of her bra, because...well. You have seen me and Mynx. You know why. Oh, and I know who is in her :harem: [she said it, not me]. We counted you guys. Watch out. Or come on over. heehee
Adorkable Ditz - who kindly sent along the theme song to "Superman" in her comment on my post about Pooldad. I played it for him when he returned home from work and we about lost it laughing. I think I am going to play it every night for the entire month of May. For fun. :) Thank you gorgeous Morgan.
Then it got interesting because I shared that story with Barb and [to not be outdone] she came up with this about my lovely husband:
"Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to clean all pools in a single bound. Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's plane. It's S**** Poolman....Strange visitor from another planet, came to earth with powers and ability far beyond those of mortal men. Poolman....Who can change the course of mighty rivers. Bend steel with his bare hands. And who disguised as S***** G*****, mild mannered poolman, for a great metropolitan area, fights a never ending battle for Truth, Justice and a Clean Swimming Pool."
Yeah, I about spit my Cheerios out on that one. :)
After recovering from Barb, my pal Phelan and her damn cows showed up and well..... her plans for the most awesome living Wake ever. Which, if you can see the humor in a living Wake [as we both can] then I think you have lived a pretty wicked happy life. [I am stealing the idea, but not the part your hubs came up with. I am thinking more "Hawaiian Luau" type. Mynx needs to come in a coconut bra. As do Barb & Bruce and Bruce come to think of it.]
I thank you all for the continued smiles, the laughter and the lack of oxygen.
I know one day I am going out of this world on my last breath, as will we all.
I just know I am going to be laughing all the way.
But could y'all stop trying to make it sooner then later? :wink:
So many of you are guilty of this. :grinning: Thank you!
Jeesh Tadpoles - I love it, I do. Laughter is the best medicine, but...in my case it can take the breath right out of me. If I start laughing too hard I have to stop and try to catch my breath.
[Ask Linda Vagabraun - she has done this to me on the phone. More times then once. Okay, okay, every single time we talk.]
Today's list of culprits include:
Mynx - because she is a :harlot: [she said it, not me] and has a bra I really want. Okay, I want half of her bra, because...well. You have seen me and Mynx. You know why. Oh, and I know who is in her :harem: [she said it, not me]. We counted you guys. Watch out. Or come on over. heehee
Adorkable Ditz - who kindly sent along the theme song to "Superman" in her comment on my post about Pooldad. I played it for him when he returned home from work and we about lost it laughing. I think I am going to play it every night for the entire month of May. For fun. :) Thank you gorgeous Morgan.
Then it got interesting because I shared that story with Barb and [to not be outdone] she came up with this about my lovely husband:
"Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to clean all pools in a single bound. Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's plane. It's S**** Poolman....Strange visitor from another planet, came to earth with powers and ability far beyond those of mortal men. Poolman....Who can change the course of mighty rivers. Bend steel with his bare hands. And who disguised as S***** G*****, mild mannered poolman, for a great metropolitan area, fights a never ending battle for Truth, Justice and a Clean Swimming Pool."
Yeah, I about spit my Cheerios out on that one. :)
After recovering from Barb, my pal Phelan and her damn cows showed up and well..... her plans for the most awesome living Wake ever. Which, if you can see the humor in a living Wake [as we both can] then I think you have lived a pretty wicked happy life. [I am stealing the idea, but not the part your hubs came up with. I am thinking more "Hawaiian Luau" type. Mynx needs to come in a coconut bra. As do Barb & Bruce and Bruce come to think of it.]
I thank you all for the continued smiles, the laughter and the lack of oxygen.
I know one day I am going out of this world on my last breath, as will we all.
I just know I am going to be laughing all the way.
But could y'all stop trying to make it sooner then later? :wink:
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Did You Forget Your Father Is a Poolman?
I think it is safe to assume you all know my husband is in the swimming pool business. ::waving at Pooldad:: What you may not realize that - as we come into spring headed for summer - this is the busiest month of the year for him at work. He is in charge of the crews that open the customers' pools in time for the season [and clean them all summer, closing them in the fall.]
May has extremely long days where he doesn't get home until 9 or 10 pm most nights. The whole family knows this and accepts it for what it is.
I thought the kids knew that it is nigh impossible for Dad to get a day off this month.
That's what you get for thinking Skippy.
This week he has not one, but two road trips to take with the kids. On Thursday he has to pick up Squirrel at college and move her home. Friday finds him on the road to Hershey Park to chaperone a bunch of giggling 13 year old girls. [Reason #426 why I am happy I can't drive.]
Such a good Daddy.
Then, nearer to the end of the month, he is off [returning to Pennsylvania] to move Squirrel [yet again] into an apartment for her summer internship.
For all the road trips he has, he also has to make a little bit of time for our Anniversary and Mother's Day, both of which occur this coming weekend.
I think I should change his moniker from Pooldad to Superman.
Love ya' honey! See you in June. :)
May has extremely long days where he doesn't get home until 9 or 10 pm most nights. The whole family knows this and accepts it for what it is.
I thought the kids knew that it is nigh impossible for Dad to get a day off this month.
This week he has not one, but two road trips to take with the kids. On Thursday he has to pick up Squirrel at college and move her home. Friday finds him on the road to Hershey Park to chaperone a bunch of giggling 13 year old girls. [Reason #426 why I am happy I can't drive.]
Such a good Daddy.
Then, nearer to the end of the month, he is off [returning to Pennsylvania] to move Squirrel [yet again] into an apartment for her summer internship.
For all the road trips he has, he also has to make a little bit of time for our Anniversary and Mother's Day, both of which occur this coming weekend.
I think I should change his moniker from Pooldad to Superman.
Love ya' honey! See you in June. :)
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