Exercise:
3.45 miles, 6mph-8mph=30 minutes
Well, I overslept. Not good. So I felt rushed this morning and I didn't get to do my whole entire run. Lauren woke up a little too early and, then right after I get her out of bed, the phone rings. Bobby called to inform me that the boys needed their uniforms. Great. I'm dripping with sweat and Lauren is wailing with hunger. What do I do? Bobby has to come and get their stuff...there is just no way I can take it to them.
I've taken a quick shower, Bobby picked up their stuff, and I've fed Lauren. Now....I lock up the puppy in the kennel, put Lauren in her car seat and head out to the Cub Scout-O-Rama. It's 8am. Eric is helping the Boy Scouts and Bobby is helping the Asst. Pack Leader and Matt....he's running a-muck. It's 9am. The Webelos start our pack's booth. We are making "slime". Great. While Eric is doing that, I go to the other cubbers booths. Bobby went home and Matthew, again, is running a-muck. It's 11am. Matthew's den's turn to run the booth. Great. Well, Matthew is in his element. He loved answering questions and showing people how to make "slime". Eric's turn to run a-muck. It's noon. GREAT! I'm starving. We can leave now. Wait! Where'd Matthew go? I found Eric. Just GREAT! Matthew's run a-muck!
It's 1pm.....we went to CiCi's for lunch.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Bobby and I
March 17th----The day of Jayla's (Bobby's cousin's) wedding at the Ft. Worth Botanic Garden.
Girls' Night Out!
Yeeeee-hawwww!
Lauren and me, me and Lauren. All by our lonesome. For tonight only.
Tonight, the "boys" are heading out for a lock-in at the local special events center for the Boy Scouts and Cub Scouts. Matthew (the Wolf) will get to camp out with his dad and older brother with the Boy Scouts but will get to eat dinner, watch a movie with popcorn, and eat breakfast with the other cubbers. Eric (the Webelo 2) will have to work with the Boy Scouts to earn his Arrow of Light badge. So he gets to help set-up, eat dinner, make popcorn, watch the movie (possibly), and eat breakfast with the rest of the Scouts. So I don't know how much work before play he has to do. But in the end....they get to camp outside. LOL! The best part, of course.
As for Lauren and I, the same routine. But, in the end....peace and quiet. Well, as much quiet I can get from squalling puppy at night. Thankfully, my beloved fan blocks out much of the howling. Don't have to worry about cooking or as a matter of fact that it's CiCi's Pizza night. I might do good on the Saturday morning weigh-in.
Lauren and me, me and Lauren. All by our lonesome. For tonight only.
Tonight, the "boys" are heading out for a lock-in at the local special events center for the Boy Scouts and Cub Scouts. Matthew (the Wolf) will get to camp out with his dad and older brother with the Boy Scouts but will get to eat dinner, watch a movie with popcorn, and eat breakfast with the other cubbers. Eric (the Webelo 2) will have to work with the Boy Scouts to earn his Arrow of Light badge. So he gets to help set-up, eat dinner, make popcorn, watch the movie (possibly), and eat breakfast with the rest of the Scouts. So I don't know how much work before play he has to do. But in the end....they get to camp outside. LOL! The best part, of course.
As for Lauren and I, the same routine. But, in the end....peace and quiet. Well, as much quiet I can get from squalling puppy at night. Thankfully, my beloved fan blocks out much of the howling. Don't have to worry about cooking or as a matter of fact that it's CiCi's Pizza night. I might do good on the Saturday morning weigh-in.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Pinch me!
First! Exercise:
7.13 miles, 7mph-8mph=60 minutes
Now! Pinch me! Why? Why not? I'll just pinch you back. Ask Lauren. Why you ask? Because while breastfeeding, she has this odd habit of taking her free hand and pinching the loose skin on my arm that cradles her head. And it HURTS! After a month of this, I decided this had to stop. I have small little bruises and nail marks from that itty-bitty hand of hers. Did you realize that a centimeter piece of skin pressed between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed tightly by the knives we call her fingernails make bruises? They do. I have little records of them up and down my bicep. So how do I stop this phenomenom? I pinch her back. Now she knows how I feel.
7.13 miles, 7mph-8mph=60 minutes
Now! Pinch me! Why? Why not? I'll just pinch you back. Ask Lauren. Why you ask? Because while breastfeeding, she has this odd habit of taking her free hand and pinching the loose skin on my arm that cradles her head. And it HURTS! After a month of this, I decided this had to stop. I have small little bruises and nail marks from that itty-bitty hand of hers. Did you realize that a centimeter piece of skin pressed between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed tightly by the knives we call her fingernails make bruises? They do. I have little records of them up and down my bicep. So how do I stop this phenomenom? I pinch her back. Now she knows how I feel.
10 miles
Exercise:
10.05 miles, 6mph-8mph=81 minutes
Yeah, I did it. Finally! Now it wasn't in one long run. Since the time change, my potty habits haven't. So I had to make a few pit stops and drinking coffee before a run doesn't really help much. LOL! It's done and over..........
10.05 miles, 6mph-8mph=81 minutes
Yeah, I did it. Finally! Now it wasn't in one long run. Since the time change, my potty habits haven't. So I had to make a few pit stops and drinking coffee before a run doesn't really help much. LOL! It's done and over..........
Too busy for words.
Geez, from the time I got up and until now....12:24pm....I haven't sat down. I'm so tired. This morning I had to go and pick up Eric's Webelo's uniform, took Daisy for her shots, picked up a check from Sarah for cookies my boys are selling, went by the PX to cash a check (which I didn't do because I figured I would have to go up there again once I received another check from my Mom today or tomorrow for the same said cookies). UGH! Too much to do still. I still have to go to the store but I think I'll hold that off for tomorrow. Yep. Save myself for a nap.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
New.
I did it. I made the step. I'm not taking Daisy to the "old" clinic. I couldn't handle that type of mental abuse to myself. A new puppy. A new clinic. It might be more expensive. It might not. Either way....new memories, new place. I made the appointment for tomorrow. A new day.
I know I go on and on about Heidi. I've lost plenty of pets but she is probably the hardest for me to let go of. Maybe it's because, she wasn't old and didn't die of "natural causes". Maybe it's because we had to make the decision to end her life. Maybe it's because she was so young. So many "maybe's".............this is so new to me.
I know I go on and on about Heidi. I've lost plenty of pets but she is probably the hardest for me to let go of. Maybe it's because, she wasn't old and didn't die of "natural causes". Maybe it's because we had to make the decision to end her life. Maybe it's because she was so young. So many "maybe's".............this is so new to me.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
More guilt!
Yeah! I have plenty of that. I'll never get over with leaving Heidi at the clinic. NEVER! The other day, Bobby made the comment too, about leaving Heidi. He has his own guilt. So double the guilt. I guess we feel like lousy heels. And to make matters even worse.....I took Daisy to the same place to get her first puppy shots.
I walk in with Daisy in one arm while pushing Lauren's stroller with the other. I notice a bunch of people sitting. Great! It's going to be busy. I sign in and the receptionist tells me it's a 2 hour wait. I can't wait. The boys are just getting out of school. Walk-ins (they only take walk-ins....no appointments) are between 2-6pm. The early part of the day is for surgeries and drop-offs. Sooooooo.......I make the decision to leave. I'll just come back at another time.
Here is the kicker! As I walk in to the clinic....I feel my heart beating faster. I literally started to get sick. Guilt! I look to the door that I last walked out of.....leaving Heidi. UGH! Tears form. I tell myself to stop. Don't do this! You are bringing attention to yourself! So I wipe my nose on my sleeve and try to tub the tears off my face. I can do this. I can do this. As I sign my name on the clipboard....they remember me. I can see them looking at me. Trying to figure out how they know me....the receptionists and the technicians. They remember me. Oh God! Act like it's no big deal. But it is a big deal. Oh God! Guilt. I'm sure they were thinking how I could so easily replace "that big black dog" so soon. I'm not EASILY replacing Heidi at all. I'm not replacing Heidi. Period. The receptionist gives me the LOOK. She remembers. As I give her a sheepish smile, she tells me how long the wait is. Okay. I get a false smile. I can see her thinking. Oh, what was she thinking? I then tell her that I'll just go. I can't wait that long. I need to go. I have to go. Again, I leave Heidi behind.
I walk in with Daisy in one arm while pushing Lauren's stroller with the other. I notice a bunch of people sitting. Great! It's going to be busy. I sign in and the receptionist tells me it's a 2 hour wait. I can't wait. The boys are just getting out of school. Walk-ins (they only take walk-ins....no appointments) are between 2-6pm. The early part of the day is for surgeries and drop-offs. Sooooooo.......I make the decision to leave. I'll just come back at another time.
Here is the kicker! As I walk in to the clinic....I feel my heart beating faster. I literally started to get sick. Guilt! I look to the door that I last walked out of.....leaving Heidi. UGH! Tears form. I tell myself to stop. Don't do this! You are bringing attention to yourself! So I wipe my nose on my sleeve and try to tub the tears off my face. I can do this. I can do this. As I sign my name on the clipboard....they remember me. I can see them looking at me. Trying to figure out how they know me....the receptionists and the technicians. They remember me. Oh God! Act like it's no big deal. But it is a big deal. Oh God! Guilt. I'm sure they were thinking how I could so easily replace "that big black dog" so soon. I'm not EASILY replacing Heidi at all. I'm not replacing Heidi. Period. The receptionist gives me the LOOK. She remembers. As I give her a sheepish smile, she tells me how long the wait is. Okay. I get a false smile. I can see her thinking. Oh, what was she thinking? I then tell her that I'll just go. I can't wait that long. I need to go. I have to go. Again, I leave Heidi behind.
The perils of eating trail mix............
Just not feeling well today. Sick! I know why too. Blast that evil Orchard Trail Mix from WalMart. Bobby opened the bag...I could have smelled it a mile away...and I had to have some. Well, that stuff is "sickeningly" sweet. Ungodly amounts of cherry flavored chocolate chips with dried fruit and cashews. I could only eat a cup (or maybe more) of it. Which is wayyyy to much by serving standards. Well, this morning, I knew something wasn't right. As time went on....my stomach just started to churn more and more. Drinking my morning coffee probably didn't help either. I think it made it worse, IMO! Ugh! Now I have a headache to go with stomach cramps.
I might have been able to do some form of exercise but I just didn't want to. I'm such a wuss!
I might have been able to do some form of exercise but I just didn't want to. I'm such a wuss!
A poopy puppy pooper eater?
Yeah, that is what she is. Nasty puppy. Heidi never did that, that I can recall. And I'm sure Bobby'll remind me if she did. I can't remember Heidi even getting into the cat litter and having an hors d'oeuvre or two. But back to Daisy.....she eats her OWN poop. HER OWN!!!! It's sick. Just sick.
She squats, poops, and turns around for another go 'round. Is it better the second time? Now that I know this.....no puppy kisses for a while. Just sick. Sick, sick, sick...........Yuck!
She squats, poops, and turns around for another go 'round. Is it better the second time? Now that I know this.....no puppy kisses for a while. Just sick. Sick, sick, sick...........Yuck!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Order of the Cat.......
It's inconcievable to believe that my cats have either gotten used to having a dog around or they are getting tooooo lazy to fight off an overly eager puppy. Which could it be? The cats aren't hissing or biting or beating up the puppy. That can't be. Ben was only TOO happy to pop Heidi in the face if she looked at him funny. Of course, Heidi was 100lbs and Ben is about 20lbs and Ben is declawed so the punch had no "bite". But all the cats look at Daisy funny, mabye only 2 hissing episodes, but mostly they give her the "look" and avoid her. Oh, she tries to get their attentions. She runs around them aimlessly, yipping and howling at them. Oh please!, they say to themselves. Doesn't this "thing" have other things better to do than to harass me with it's ugly self? Doesn't it know that cats rule and dogs drool? I'm a cat and shouldn't be bothered. Then they saunter away with the grace of royalty they believe they were born with. For they are the cat, worshipped by the gods. Yeah, right!
Getting poked.........
Is it really necessary for the nurse to poke a perfectly good finger with a little pin to get an itty-bitty amount of blood? OUCH! That hurts! I really hate that!
Monday, April 03, 2006
Spring forward!
Exercise:
65 minutes, 7.3mph-8mph=8.26 miles (should have kept going....)
Poooo! I don't like this "time-change". Last night, we went to WalMart and when we got home it was time to go to bed! I didn't like that at all. My schedule was blown to bits. Like it isn't already with the new "baby" in the house. The boys didn't have time to take their baths. So Eric took his last night and Matt took his this morning. I didn't have time to give Lauren hers and barely had time to feed her. She didn't go to sleep until 9pm! UGH! Which would have been 8pm if we didn't "spring forward!" Stupid.
It was bad enough that I had trouble going to sleep because of the "time-change" but having the new "baby" crying most of the night didn't help either. Imagine: Puppy in small pet carrier loaded with a chewy and a small "lovey" toy, put in the shower with door closed, bathroom door closed with thick towel underneath to keep noise to minimum. Then.....a large box fan next to large queen size bed on my side of bed at maximum speed (again to keep puppy "whining" level to minimum). Obviously didn't work because I could still hear her. UGH! I'm just sound sensitive. Never used to be that way..but am now.
This morning, dreaded going to bathroom because I had to go pee and get dressed for my run. Well, I did go in there and she "went NUTS". I got dressed in a hurry (didn't get to put my NIKE's on), picked her up, got my breast pump (you know the drill), and took her outside. Yeah, I went outside with my boob hanging out so I could pump my breast while the dog used the "potty". (I'm on time management here people. Got so much time to get stuff done before I run so I can get as many miles as I can before Lauren wakes. I feel like the Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland...so much to do with so little time.) Thankfully because of the time change it was pitch black outside! Anyway, that got done. After the "potty" break, I bring her inside and she is "off-the-walls" wanting to play. Doesn't she know that I have things I have to do? She is tearing into my socks, nipping my heels, yipping and yapping, just all out excited! She was crazy. LOL! Well, she did get Bobby out of bed. I didn't have to do that over and over again. On a good note: The time change did let me run without worrying about her waking. She had at least another 30-45 minutes before she woke that is why I could have kept going but I had to get ready for a WIC appointment. Soooo....................
65 minutes, 7.3mph-8mph=8.26 miles (should have kept going....)
Poooo! I don't like this "time-change". Last night, we went to WalMart and when we got home it was time to go to bed! I didn't like that at all. My schedule was blown to bits. Like it isn't already with the new "baby" in the house. The boys didn't have time to take their baths. So Eric took his last night and Matt took his this morning. I didn't have time to give Lauren hers and barely had time to feed her. She didn't go to sleep until 9pm! UGH! Which would have been 8pm if we didn't "spring forward!" Stupid.
It was bad enough that I had trouble going to sleep because of the "time-change" but having the new "baby" crying most of the night didn't help either. Imagine: Puppy in small pet carrier loaded with a chewy and a small "lovey" toy, put in the shower with door closed, bathroom door closed with thick towel underneath to keep noise to minimum. Then.....a large box fan next to large queen size bed on my side of bed at maximum speed (again to keep puppy "whining" level to minimum). Obviously didn't work because I could still hear her. UGH! I'm just sound sensitive. Never used to be that way..but am now.
This morning, dreaded going to bathroom because I had to go pee and get dressed for my run. Well, I did go in there and she "went NUTS". I got dressed in a hurry (didn't get to put my NIKE's on), picked her up, got my breast pump (you know the drill), and took her outside. Yeah, I went outside with my boob hanging out so I could pump my breast while the dog used the "potty". (I'm on time management here people. Got so much time to get stuff done before I run so I can get as many miles as I can before Lauren wakes. I feel like the Rabbit in Alice in Wonderland...so much to do with so little time.) Thankfully because of the time change it was pitch black outside! Anyway, that got done. After the "potty" break, I bring her inside and she is "off-the-walls" wanting to play. Doesn't she know that I have things I have to do? She is tearing into my socks, nipping my heels, yipping and yapping, just all out excited! She was crazy. LOL! Well, she did get Bobby out of bed. I didn't have to do that over and over again. On a good note: The time change did let me run without worrying about her waking. She had at least another 30-45 minutes before she woke that is why I could have kept going but I had to get ready for a WIC appointment. Soooo....................
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Daisy Duke!
This isn't about the woman who we fondly remember wearing the short shorts (hence the name Daisy Dukes) and bikini tops on a 1970's redneck TV series....
No! This is about my new................PUPPY! We got her yesterday in Dallas!!! She is a very cute black fur ball with a white chest point and tan markings on her feet, neck and ears. Eric is the one who came up with Daisy (it wasn't on our way home that I realized that Sarah's dog is named Daisy also....LOL!)
Yesterday morning, again, I started searching classified ads in the paper and, again, NOTHING. What I could find were princes and princesses from long lines of king and queens whose owners were wanting arms and legs and first born children. That ain't happenin'. So, I started looking in the bigger cities classifieds. So I look up the Dallas Morning News online and scroll through and there were gobs and gobs of listings for German Shepherds and GS mixes. So, again, I narrow my search field to AKC. The second posting was perfect. They had 8 FEMALES for a very reasonable price.....($50 more than what Heidi was). So I call them up. The lady was shocked that I called because they had just put the ad in the paper Friday. We called Saturday. And it wasn't supposed to be in the paper till Sunday. LOL! Well, online it was already posted. LOL! What was even weirder was that she was only 15 miles from Bobby's family. LOL! We made an appointment to visit them yesterday afternoon. So we call Bobby's parents to them know we are driving up. Then an hour later...we were driving to get our newest addition.
We get there (to the owners house) and saw the "parents". The sire was a full, very large black GSD. The mama, was a very light tan w/black saddle back...but had Heidi's face. Very pretty she was. And then there they were....in a makeshift pen. Big balls of black and tan fur. Kind of reminded me of the episode in Star Trek of the creatures that kept multiplying....those cute balls of fur. Remember? LOL! Daisy, I chose. She had a slightly longer coat....but she came up to me and looked up and then licked my ankle. Or maybe she chose me. But in the end, she came home with us.
So before going home, we stopped off at the PetsMart in Grand Prairie (I don't think I can go to the one in Killeen for awhile since that is where Heidi's vet clinic was and where she was........you know.) We got her a purple collar, some puppy Science Diet, some training treats (Oh yes! She will be trained!) and a chew rope for now.
Now last night was torture. The crying! Not Lauren, that is for sure! I couldn't sleep with all the commotion. Thank God, I decided today would be an exercise rest day. There was no way this tired body would be able to get up and do it. We put her in our bathroom because we didn't want her to wake Lauren (wouldn't that defeat the purpose?). She was in her kennel all night. We are kennel training her which is easier to potty train at the same time. Oh, but the whining would never end! I gave up, took the box fan (I can't sleep without it!) with me into the living room, closed our bedroom door (Bobby can sleep through a tornado, I tell ya!) and slept on the couch. That was like 12:30am last night. I got about 4 hours sleep I think. I don't think I fully slept. LOL! Oh, but we knew this would happen. I just forgot how long it took for us to get Heidi to stop "whining and crying" in the kennel. It's been so long.
I need more coffee! Is there enough coffee in the world to stop a "no-sleep" headache?
Picture of Daisy will be posted later...........
No! This is about my new................PUPPY! We got her yesterday in Dallas!!! She is a very cute black fur ball with a white chest point and tan markings on her feet, neck and ears. Eric is the one who came up with Daisy (it wasn't on our way home that I realized that Sarah's dog is named Daisy also....LOL!)
Yesterday morning, again, I started searching classified ads in the paper and, again, NOTHING. What I could find were princes and princesses from long lines of king and queens whose owners were wanting arms and legs and first born children. That ain't happenin'. So, I started looking in the bigger cities classifieds. So I look up the Dallas Morning News online and scroll through and there were gobs and gobs of listings for German Shepherds and GS mixes. So, again, I narrow my search field to AKC. The second posting was perfect. They had 8 FEMALES for a very reasonable price.....($50 more than what Heidi was). So I call them up. The lady was shocked that I called because they had just put the ad in the paper Friday. We called Saturday. And it wasn't supposed to be in the paper till Sunday. LOL! Well, online it was already posted. LOL! What was even weirder was that she was only 15 miles from Bobby's family. LOL! We made an appointment to visit them yesterday afternoon. So we call Bobby's parents to them know we are driving up. Then an hour later...we were driving to get our newest addition.
We get there (to the owners house) and saw the "parents". The sire was a full, very large black GSD. The mama, was a very light tan w/black saddle back...but had Heidi's face. Very pretty she was. And then there they were....in a makeshift pen. Big balls of black and tan fur. Kind of reminded me of the episode in Star Trek of the creatures that kept multiplying....those cute balls of fur. Remember? LOL! Daisy, I chose. She had a slightly longer coat....but she came up to me and looked up and then licked my ankle. Or maybe she chose me. But in the end, she came home with us.
So before going home, we stopped off at the PetsMart in Grand Prairie (I don't think I can go to the one in Killeen for awhile since that is where Heidi's vet clinic was and where she was........you know.) We got her a purple collar, some puppy Science Diet, some training treats (Oh yes! She will be trained!) and a chew rope for now.
Now last night was torture. The crying! Not Lauren, that is for sure! I couldn't sleep with all the commotion. Thank God, I decided today would be an exercise rest day. There was no way this tired body would be able to get up and do it. We put her in our bathroom because we didn't want her to wake Lauren (wouldn't that defeat the purpose?). She was in her kennel all night. We are kennel training her which is easier to potty train at the same time. Oh, but the whining would never end! I gave up, took the box fan (I can't sleep without it!) with me into the living room, closed our bedroom door (Bobby can sleep through a tornado, I tell ya!) and slept on the couch. That was like 12:30am last night. I got about 4 hours sleep I think. I don't think I fully slept. LOL! Oh, but we knew this would happen. I just forgot how long it took for us to get Heidi to stop "whining and crying" in the kennel. It's been so long.
I need more coffee! Is there enough coffee in the world to stop a "no-sleep" headache?
Picture of Daisy will be posted later...........
Saturday, April 01, 2006
I scream for ice cream.....
Exercise:
60 minutes, 5mph-8mph=6.58 miles
2 minutes, 4mph=.12 miles
Did the usual routine...bathroom, breast pumping, coffee, etc........
Just so you'll know....this has nothing to do with ICE CREAM.
The last 15 minutes or so...Lauren wakes. UGH! She obviously woke up a bit early for her. So I hop off the treadmill, dripping with sweat, grab her (away from me so she doesn't get wet) and put her in the baby swing so I can finish my program. Just as I get off the treadmill, she starts to scream....the most painful ear piercing scream! OMG! She was a little P. O'd with me. She wanted her "num-num's" NOW! Well, she was going to have to wait. Again, I'm dripping with sweat. Just the thought of feeding her grossed me out. So...I took her in the shower with me (thinking this would make her a bit happy...WRONG!). So during the entire shower she screamed. I didn't even get a chance to dry off. I just threw a towel over my head, yanked my bathrobe off it's hook and put that on, and then took her into the living room to feed her. That was exhausting enough. And very uncomfortable so I eventually took her back to my bedroom and fed her in bed. Better. So this morning started off a little bit LOUD!
60 minutes, 5mph-8mph=6.58 miles
2 minutes, 4mph=.12 miles
Did the usual routine...bathroom, breast pumping, coffee, etc........
Just so you'll know....this has nothing to do with ICE CREAM.
The last 15 minutes or so...Lauren wakes. UGH! She obviously woke up a bit early for her. So I hop off the treadmill, dripping with sweat, grab her (away from me so she doesn't get wet) and put her in the baby swing so I can finish my program. Just as I get off the treadmill, she starts to scream....the most painful ear piercing scream! OMG! She was a little P. O'd with me. She wanted her "num-num's" NOW! Well, she was going to have to wait. Again, I'm dripping with sweat. Just the thought of feeding her grossed me out. So...I took her in the shower with me (thinking this would make her a bit happy...WRONG!). So during the entire shower she screamed. I didn't even get a chance to dry off. I just threw a towel over my head, yanked my bathrobe off it's hook and put that on, and then took her into the living room to feed her. That was exhausting enough. And very uncomfortable so I eventually took her back to my bedroom and fed her in bed. Better. So this morning started off a little bit LOUD!
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