Do you hear that noise? Listen carefully… that my friend is the sound of my motor taking a victory lap! Mark has conceded and WE CAN HAVE A DOG! I owe this victory all to Kate. She hit it out of the park this morning and the moment was priceless.
I was folding laundry in the living room when Kate came through and said “Mummy looook, I found my duckie.” “Can I give it a baff?” I told her we would do it tonight and she went about her business. About 5 minutes later she returned and said “Mummy looook what my duckie can dooo.” She took a ball and threw it across the room. Then she took the duckie and threw it at the ball and yelled “Duckie…go fetch!” I lost all self control and laughed so hard I cried. Kate then wanted to know if we could buy the duckie some food and take it to the vet to get shots!
Immediately, I called Mark at work to tell him this hilarious story. I promise I had no ulterior motive, but to tell him the funny story. So I tell Mark the story and he said “OK that’s it I can’t take it anymore, we can get a dog!” “That is just too much that she has to play fetch with a rubber duck.”
And that ladies and gentlemen is how it‘s done……
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Diary of a Dog (Pt.2)
A few weeks have passed and “Operation: Doggie Deception” is in full swing. Everyday Kate asks her daddy if it is the day that we are getting a dog. Hee! Hee! I LOVE IT! Kate is by far the best weapon that I have in my arsenal. She has gotten me out of cooking dinner more times than I can count. Hats off to Kate, she does her job well.
Operation Doggie Deception or ODD as I like to call it began with me bombarding Mark with email pictures of the pampered pooch that could be looking for a home. He was intrigued, I could tell. Next was the “drop the subject” trick. I did not mention the dog for awhile and just as I suspected a couple of days later Mark said “Ya’ll have not said much about that dog lately. Is there something wrong?” Ha! I’ve got him right where I want him. Mark is actually asking about the dog and I even got him to admit it was cute. Just yesterday he asked what if our friends decided to keep their dog. I simply said, that’s ok if they do other dogs will come along. Then I got what I have been wanting from day 1, Mark said, “Well, it all sounds pretty good I guess…we’ll see how it plays out.”
Dear readers I know you can not see me right now, but I am doing my happy dance.
Hopefully, I will be taking my victory lap very soon!
Operation Doggie Deception or ODD as I like to call it began with me bombarding Mark with email pictures of the pampered pooch that could be looking for a home. He was intrigued, I could tell. Next was the “drop the subject” trick. I did not mention the dog for awhile and just as I suspected a couple of days later Mark said “Ya’ll have not said much about that dog lately. Is there something wrong?” Ha! I’ve got him right where I want him. Mark is actually asking about the dog and I even got him to admit it was cute. Just yesterday he asked what if our friends decided to keep their dog. I simply said, that’s ok if they do other dogs will come along. Then I got what I have been wanting from day 1, Mark said, “Well, it all sounds pretty good I guess…we’ll see how it plays out.”
Dear readers I know you can not see me right now, but I am doing my happy dance.
Hopefully, I will be taking my victory lap very soon!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Diary of a Dog (Pt.1)
There are dog people in this world and there are cat people in this world. Personally, I am a dog person, always have been, always will be. I have never cared much for cats. I do not deal well with anything that has longer nails than me. I have had many dogs in my life and I loved them all. My first dog was a beagle named Penny, and through the years we had Biscuit, Barney, Ethel, Spud and of course our baby Bear.
Now, Mark is one of those cat people. Ugh! A few months after we were married Mark’s mom somehow convinced Mark to take one of her cat’s home with him. You can imagine how well that went over. The cats name was Rusty and she and I were like oil and water. I would cringe just saying her name. (I said “Rusty” just like Jerry Seinfeld said “Newman”). Six months after Rusty came to our humble home, we adopted a new puppy, Molly (part golden retriever, part cocker spaniel). The best part of Molly was watching Rusty’s reaction ever time she heard Molly coming across the wood floors. Molly’s presence kept Rusty hiding in Mark’s office 99% of the time. She was a GOOD DOG! A few years ago when we moved, Molly moved to a new home. Our subdivision does not allow outside dogs and she had gotten too big to stay inside. Since then we have been pet free and that has saddened me. I feel like every child should have a pet (dog). Mark and I have talked about it in the past, but Mark does not want to go through another “puppy” phase. My solution has always been to adopt an older dog (aka a house broken dog). I muffled my dreams of having a dog for awhile. Until a few weeks ago when a light shined through the darkness.
It was a few days after the New Year and I was sitting in my Sunday school class of 2nd graders discussing a new puppy one of my students had gotten for Christmas. A dear friend of mine entered the room and joined in the conversation. When I shared my dream of having a dog my friend said “Really, I have a dog that might need a home”. Uh? Now, they have an adorable dog of the house broken variety that they love very much; however, their children are older now and they all have busy schedules and it does not allow much time for spending with the dog. HOT DOG! No pun intended, but I was soooo excited! Then in the same moment I thought Uh! Oh! Mark!…..Ugh!
So now I have devised a plan. I like to call it “Operation Doggie Dream”.
Part 1 is to reintroduce the doggie dream to Mark by dropping mentions of a family pet. (Basically tell him how deprived our kids are because they do not have a dog)
Part 2 is to tell him funny doggie stories. (Pull every funny and endearing dog story I could think of out of my bag of tricks and distribute them at the right moment)
Part 3 is to mention the friends dog and how they MIGHT be looking for a loving home for it (Pretty much tell him about the dog and then play innocent like “I wonder who they might find to take the dog“)
Part 4 is to have an Ah! Ha moment and suggest that we could take the dog. (Just like it sounds)
At this point, I have completed steps 1-4 with great success. He is warming up to the idea.
Today starts my next phase which I call “Operation Doggie Deception”. Let’s just say this phase involves my blonde hair, blue eyed daughter telling daddy how much she would luuuuvvvv a dog.
I’ll keep you posted!
Now, Mark is one of those cat people. Ugh! A few months after we were married Mark’s mom somehow convinced Mark to take one of her cat’s home with him. You can imagine how well that went over. The cats name was Rusty and she and I were like oil and water. I would cringe just saying her name. (I said “Rusty” just like Jerry Seinfeld said “Newman”). Six months after Rusty came to our humble home, we adopted a new puppy, Molly (part golden retriever, part cocker spaniel). The best part of Molly was watching Rusty’s reaction ever time she heard Molly coming across the wood floors. Molly’s presence kept Rusty hiding in Mark’s office 99% of the time. She was a GOOD DOG! A few years ago when we moved, Molly moved to a new home. Our subdivision does not allow outside dogs and she had gotten too big to stay inside. Since then we have been pet free and that has saddened me. I feel like every child should have a pet (dog). Mark and I have talked about it in the past, but Mark does not want to go through another “puppy” phase. My solution has always been to adopt an older dog (aka a house broken dog). I muffled my dreams of having a dog for awhile. Until a few weeks ago when a light shined through the darkness.
It was a few days after the New Year and I was sitting in my Sunday school class of 2nd graders discussing a new puppy one of my students had gotten for Christmas. A dear friend of mine entered the room and joined in the conversation. When I shared my dream of having a dog my friend said “Really, I have a dog that might need a home”. Uh? Now, they have an adorable dog of the house broken variety that they love very much; however, their children are older now and they all have busy schedules and it does not allow much time for spending with the dog. HOT DOG! No pun intended, but I was soooo excited! Then in the same moment I thought Uh! Oh! Mark!…..Ugh!
So now I have devised a plan. I like to call it “Operation Doggie Dream”.
Part 1 is to reintroduce the doggie dream to Mark by dropping mentions of a family pet. (Basically tell him how deprived our kids are because they do not have a dog)
Part 2 is to tell him funny doggie stories. (Pull every funny and endearing dog story I could think of out of my bag of tricks and distribute them at the right moment)
Part 3 is to mention the friends dog and how they MIGHT be looking for a loving home for it (Pretty much tell him about the dog and then play innocent like “I wonder who they might find to take the dog“)
Part 4 is to have an Ah! Ha moment and suggest that we could take the dog. (Just like it sounds)
At this point, I have completed steps 1-4 with great success. He is warming up to the idea.
Today starts my next phase which I call “Operation Doggie Deception”. Let’s just say this phase involves my blonde hair, blue eyed daughter telling daddy how much she would luuuuvvvv a dog.
I’ll keep you posted!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
May Wii?
We have a new toy at casa de crazy and it has become an obsession. Believe it or not I am to blame. We were sitting at home New Years day and I got a wild hair that we needed a Wii. Our original plan was to get Carter one for his birthday in March, but after hearing everyone talk about playing theirs over the holiday, I decided we should not wait.
In the back of my mind I had selfish thoughts. I wanted a Wii because I wanted to get a Wii fit also. My plan backfired! We bought it on January 1st, it is now January 15th and I have played with this contraption twice. Did we waste our money? Well it depends on how you look at it. I’ll be blunt…Mark and Carter hog the Wii! Yes, I said HOG the Wii!
Every night is the same. They play target shoot and then tanks. Now, they take this tank game VERY seriously! They strategize and form a plan over dinner, but then somehow it goes haywire while they are playing and they end up fighting. I left them in the living last night and I heard this conversation…
Carter: “Daddy, is it almost over?”
Mark: “Yes”
Carter: “Daddy it says game over.”
Mark: “OK, let’s do it one more time.”
5 minutes later…
Carter: “Daddy this one is over.”
Mark: “OK, don’t you want to try for one more level?”
Carter: “OK daddy.”
5 minutes later…
Carter: “Daddy I think I need to go to bed now.”
Mark: “We’re almost done.”
Carter: “Daddy, it’s a school night.”
Mark: “OK, Carter, but let’s just one more time.”
If this doesn’t sound bad enough, I woke Carter up this morning and he said (I quote) “Mommy, will you please tell daddy that we can’t play those silly tanks too late tonight. I need to go to bed. I’m tired.”
That my friend is just sad!
In the back of my mind I had selfish thoughts. I wanted a Wii because I wanted to get a Wii fit also. My plan backfired! We bought it on January 1st, it is now January 15th and I have played with this contraption twice. Did we waste our money? Well it depends on how you look at it. I’ll be blunt…Mark and Carter hog the Wii! Yes, I said HOG the Wii!
Every night is the same. They play target shoot and then tanks. Now, they take this tank game VERY seriously! They strategize and form a plan over dinner, but then somehow it goes haywire while they are playing and they end up fighting. I left them in the living last night and I heard this conversation…
Carter: “Daddy, is it almost over?”
Mark: “Yes”
Carter: “Daddy it says game over.”
Mark: “OK, let’s do it one more time.”
5 minutes later…
Carter: “Daddy this one is over.”
Mark: “OK, don’t you want to try for one more level?”
Carter: “OK daddy.”
5 minutes later…
Carter: “Daddy I think I need to go to bed now.”
Mark: “We’re almost done.”
Carter: “Daddy, it’s a school night.”
Mark: “OK, Carter, but let’s just one more time.”
If this doesn’t sound bad enough, I woke Carter up this morning and he said (I quote) “Mommy, will you please tell daddy that we can’t play those silly tanks too late tonight. I need to go to bed. I’m tired.”
That my friend is just sad!
Friday, January 9, 2009
Happy New Year & Here We Go...
Well, a new year has arrived and all I can say is “bring it on”. I have thought a lot about 2009; as a matter of fact I actually made some resolutions. I have always heard from the numerous “self-help” gurus that I should write down my resolutions/goals and that will make them more “real” and I would be more likely to keep them. In my opinion the gurus are full of bull about most things, but the writing down theory makes sense to me.
2009 Goals and Resolutions
2009 Goals and Resolutions
1. I will only drink 1 diet coke a day. (This will probably require me taking some other kind medication as a substitute)
2. I will get up and put “normal” clothes on everyday. (No more spending the day in my pajamas.) (Unless I am sick, then pajamas are a requirement.)
3. I will do my very best to be a nice mommy and wife even while I am suffering the side effects of number 1 and 2.
4. I am going to start scrapbooks for my kids. (Right now I have what I like to call a “scrapbox”, enough said.)
5. I am going to cut my trips to Wal-Mart down to no more than twice a week. (HA!)
2. I will get up and put “normal” clothes on everyday. (No more spending the day in my pajamas.) (Unless I am sick, then pajamas are a requirement.)
3. I will do my very best to be a nice mommy and wife even while I am suffering the side effects of number 1 and 2.
4. I am going to start scrapbooks for my kids. (Right now I have what I like to call a “scrapbox”, enough said.)
5. I am going to cut my trips to Wal-Mart down to no more than twice a week. (HA!)
Please realize this is just my top five and I have a lot more to work on, but I have to start somewhere.
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