This is why I haven't had time to create anything this week...
So after three weeks with the new puppy all was going well..or so I thought. Aside from the cat hating the puppy and still threatening to shred the pup with razor sharp claws...my pup and our "not so beloved" but more so "put-uped" with boxer (which we adopted for my son)...were getting along fine...the best of friends. OR SO I THOUGHT!
FAST FOREWARD...While driving to the Highschool to pick up my Manatee (my swimmer...beautiful freestyler but sometimes forgets it's a competition...thus not a shark but a Manatee and I never use real names to protect the innocent...) the voices in my head and I were having a conversation. We were debating the term, pissing match. Where did the term come from? Did it evolve because of dogs? Did it evolve because of cats and if it was because of cats was it because of boy cats or girl cats or all cats? We all know cats like to leave their mark. Then the voices and I switched back to dogs. Was it dogs and was it girl dogs because if it was, the term pissing match made complete sense!! By the time this conversation had played out in my head the Manatee was launching his 50 pound backpack at me and climbing in the front seat. Really? The Manatee climbed in and because he is always telling me random, dumbass stuff that my brain really doesn't need to waste space knowing, I asked,
"Where do you think the term pissing match came from?"
He looked at me with the "WTF???" look and said,
"Why would I care?"
I proceeded to tell him that I wasn't setting up a joke, I was asking a legitimate (to me) question. Then I whacked him in the back of the head for the "WTF look" and told him what happened.
So here it is:
I worked in my bedroom all day and left the dogs both free ranging it because we haven't had any problems, but when I went downstairs in preparation to pick up the kids I found a fairly good-sized pool of pee (THE BOXER), but I wasn't mad instead I felt bad because clearly it was my fault for not paying attention and letting her out...blah blah blah...I proceeded towards the papertowels only to glance into the dining room to see two small pools of pee (PUPPY PEE)...so I am thinking to myself or maybe even talking out loud to the voices in my head, "Dang, they both had to go out! BAD MOMMY!!" So, I headed towards the two smaller pools of pee, but when I got to them I found an entire minefield of pee puddles!!! Some of the pools were bigger (BOXER)some were just barely puddles (PUPPY). WTF??? Thankfully, we have hardwood floors. Needless to say both are in the doghouse today. Figuratively of course! Puppy is now confined to my bedroom with me while kitty is freerange for the first time in 3 weeks. I have switched to a babygate as my newest attempt to continue separating and acclimating the two...and the BOXER? What BOXER?? Just kidding...she's still here too.
SO, to my few, but much loved followers, I ask you this: Where did the term "pissing match" come from anyway?
Have a great dane!! (yeah, I know...but it always makes the voices and I chuckle when I say it and people are left wondering if I said "dane" or "day")
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
In a house with three kids going to 5 schools (yes, we are over-achievers) AND a new puppy (who after 3 weeks has yet to win over our cat named SNIPER...yes he lives up to the name) let's just say it's crazy around here in the mornings. My oldest is a freshman who just finished his first year swimming Varsity so only a few short weeks ago I was driving him to school at 5am. I thought mornings would get easier...enter puppy. Anywhooo...in an attempt to live my dream of working from home, creating cool stuff and making a sale or two, I have opened my Etsy store. That took two months of 24/7 working and I am still today trying to figure out how to get sales which is why I am now BLOGGING! Blogging seems to be an important venue when it comes to getting buyers into an on-line store. So as I sit here still in PJ's...hair half up half down from picking my head in frustration all the while trying to build my BLOG. So here it is. Blog number one. Since I don't have any followers I am fairly certain that I can say whatever the hell I want without upsetting anyone. Added bonus I can go back to uncensored subjects etc because I don't have half of my children's friends watching my posts! YAHOO...I promise if I ever figure this out and have any followers it will get funnier.