Blasting Evil-Doers with Borax
Bought my husband a Mac Mini, and an iPod photo. He says that he loves them even though he hasn't written anything about it on his site. He uses them both every waking hour possible so I guess that is proof enough for me.
Had my very first Take Your Kids To Work Day without any kids left home with me today. It only lasted two glorious hours though. The first part of the morning was spent getting pills from the vet for Marley. As soon as the kids went back to work with Terry at lunch I went and baked myself in some lovely smelling tanning oil pool-side. Nothing but my iPod, my bikini (yeah I wore it even though my belly is hideous, fuck it. I didn't do all that time in the hospital trying to stay alive so I could not have a tan on my belly because some assholes might think I am less than attractive for it), and a very large Iced Chai Latte. It looked like a Corona commercial for a glorious two hours. No snorkel adjustments, no hysterical crying when said snorkel adjustments aren't perfect, no breaking up fights, no "mom, they are splashing me!" No nothing. I SO deserve to get to do that more often. After all being me is hard work. I am working hard. Fighting off evil-doer fleas and creditors and dirty dishes, n' stuff is hard work. (that was my B*sh impression incase you haven't lived with me long enough to just automatically understand my jokes the way Terry does.)
So, I came back to the real world from that little wonderful vacation and spent the rest of the afternoon treating my carpets for fleas that may or may not be in my apartment. We saw two on Marley yesterday and are now on Red Alert for evil-doers. I am just a little freaked out over the concept of fleas so even though I hate the idea of giving the dogs chemicals to keep them bug free Marley has not only been treated with Frontline but now is also medicated with Capstar and bathed and bathed some more. Jake has a magic chemical force field we have carefully cultivated for the last eight months with timely Frontline applications, so he is cool. The whole house has now been dusted with some sort of all natural powdery Earth stuff and a whole box of Borax and I will be vacuuming at dawn. Well...not dawn actually. You know me better than that! We are on South Florida time, remember?
Meanwhile, Marley peed in the house twice today. This after she had been accident free for one whole day. She went once on the carpet after having eaten a half dozen ice cubes out on the balcony which was super funny and once in her crate after I pitched her in there so I could shampoo the carpet where she went. The girl just cannot hold her fluids. I swear to God if I hadn't just spent two hours becoming One with myself again I would have blown my fucking lid this afternoon.
Speaking of outrage, after all that, the president totally takes over The OC hour. One of the two exclusive hours per week I watch television. Pain in the ass.
Posted by gwendolyn on April 28, 2005 at 10:57 PM
Up Your Nose Wit' A Rubba Hose
So. It is official. I just got off the phone with the bank in Iowa and they confirmed that they received the rather large check that I sent them for the pay off on the mortgage loan for a house I have not lived in since 1999. I paid them $11,000.00 from the time I moved out of that house to now. I am finally done with that nightmare. Good fucking riddance! I need a tall glass of Captain and OJ to celebrate! I even paid it off six months early. Put that in yer book "Good Ol' Boys Network".
Posted by gwendolyn on April 19, 2005 at 05:39 PM
Marley Jane Eaton
I haven't had time to post anything in awhile. It has been seriously busy around here for the last week. One week ago today we purchased our second boxer puppy. She is fawn with black mask and white markings on her nose, chin, chest and neck, and paws. Very cute weighing in at fifteen pounds and four ounces and will be four months old on the 30th. Jake adores her. They have been playing non stop since she got here and as rough as it looks and sounds I don't think anyone has gotten seriously hurt yet. She hasn't quite figured out house training yet, she is a barker/howler and she wants to chew on absolutely everything. She is pretty much the polar opposite of Jake in every respect. We still like her. It just makes us appreciate Jake that much more.
Every Saturday save for probably two in the last few months has been spent finely honing Jakes obedience skills at the group training class. He has since graduated from puppy kindergarten and has now moved on to an intermediate class. Normally we aren't keen on making robots (i.e. our kids being unschoolers) but for the sake of my sanity and the state of our house Jake has been in training. He seems to be okay with it. He doesn't look like he particularly loves it except for getting to jump on other dogs and sniff a lot of butt but he sure does like the part where people give him pieces of hot dogs and peanut butter dog cookies when he does a certain amount of cooperating. The first leg of training involved no treat training as the trainer's belief is that if you treat train for the basics then the dog is only behaving to be fed and not because he knows he should be good. I agree. I don't like to use candy and treats as a reward for the kids either though I have resorted to it in desperate times. Occasionally, we will tell them that we will take them and let them blow their own money at the store if they are good for a certain amount of time. Anyway... Jake, at fifty plus pounds, is now much easier to walk down the street than he was at twenty pounds of Out Of Control. I hope to have Marley up to speed much sooner than we started with Jake. He was a late bloomer for sure. You should see the seven of us in the Buick (lovingly renamed The Clunker by the kids) going somewhere. It is like a freak show. I love it.
Posted by gwendolyn on at 10:32 AM
Progress
About once a year I go through my sort of State of my Union address and take inventory of where I am in relationship to where I was and where I am going. Since money is what makes this little ship of mine float it is worth noting for future reference. It is neither here nor there to you so you can skip this entry.
As it turns out, since buckling down after Christmas, I have paid off roughly $6000.00 of credit card debt. I now owe nothing to Olsen, Dillards, Burdines- Macy's, or Victoria's Secret. I am well on my way to having paid off the Care Credit tab and the scariest part of the Orthodontist is nearly over as I have a plan for them in place now. As far as I know I am in good standing with all three of the major assholes I owe money to. From now until September I will have paid off an additional $5000.00. This includes paying off a mortgage for a house I have not owned for nearly five years, Jake and all Jake's nonsense since being purchased, and our recent spectacle spending spree. That doesn't include the roughly $1800.00 I will have paid already to the orthodontist between now and September toward the $4900.00 set of braces Logan is about to be glued to.
Still, it's progress.Amount of money applied to my "Kiss my ass I bought a boat I'm goin' out to sea" fund: half a mason jar full of change. Having priorities sucks.
Posted by gwendolyn on April 07, 2005 at 01:24 PM