Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
My husband hates me! Would you like to know how I know? Because he just called and told me. And by told, I mean screamed obscenities at me. In addition to Trixie's many charms and talents, she's a very capable escape artist. After working incredibly long hours this week, K has the morning off. Apparently, Trixie flew the coupe this morning and K injured his foot while giving chase. Oops! I feel terrible, really terrible. There are two things K really hates about me:
- I make bad, impulsive, selfish decisions at times (i.e. to get a dog, much less two dogs).
- I'm messy! Seriously messy! (Disclaimer: I'm getting so much better than I once was).
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
I love dogs! As a matter of fact, dogs and babies are two of my favorite things. So I thought you should meet mine. You can probably figure out which one Yoda is on your own, but I'll give you a hint anyway. His name is Yoda because he is ugly (in the cutest sort of way), wrinkly and wise (no, seriously, he is!) The other one is named Trixie because...well, because that is what the lady we got her from named her. Personally, I would have preferred a cuter name. Maybe even a Star Wars name...Princess Leia? Sei Taria? Scurrier? I'm not really a HUGE Star Wars fan, but wouldn't it be fun to have their names match.
Yoda is a shar pei and we've had him for about three years. K originally gave his stamp of approval on getting Yoda, but tried to back out at the last minute. I've always wanted a wire hair fox terrier. I think they're too cute for words. I was fine with Yoda being an only canine-child, but K started talking about getting a cocker spaniel right before Christmas 2006. So I got visions in my head of a new puppy and when I saw Trixie on a website, I thought that it was a perfect opportunity to finally get my wire hair fox terrier. So maybe I should've thought it through a bit more? Don't get me wrong...she's delightful. She's playful and funny and big buddies with Yoda (who aside from having to get neutered, took to her pretty well). But she's alot of work. I practically begged K to forbid me to get her, but he told me to do whatever I wanted to. So I think I'll just blame him for my lapse of judgement. She's a firecracker and at 10 pounds, thinks she's the biggest dog there ever was and my daughter is crazy about her. So what if I have to keep the lids on all of the toilets down because she's fallen in repeatedly? So what if her ears don't fold down like they are supposed to? She's great! Now if I can just get her totally potty trained...........
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
So it's great to be back! I'm really going to try to blog more, not only about infertility, but life in general. Because honestly? There's only so much you need to know about my va-jay-jay!