Thursday, July 16, 2009
Yesterday, one of my cube mates offered me a chocolate chip cookie. I thanked her very much, but turned it down. This morning, she asks me "Since you didn't want a cookie, would you like a cucumber?" My eyes lit up!!! Fresh cucumbers from a garden!??! Heck YA! I'll take a cucumber!! Woo hoo!!! (I took two!)
So, later in the day I started thinking about the choice...cookie or cucumber. And I was a little surprised to realize that the cucumber sounded SO much BETTER than a cookie! But, really, have you had fresh cucumbers. They totally win that fight! I did let her know that if she has excess any time through the summer I will be happy to help her consume them!
Now all I need are some fresh tomatoes and I can have cuke and mater sam'ich! Yum, yum!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I mean boxer puppies, who grow up to be boxer doggies. LOL!!! Our 12 week old baby girl is bigger than our 3-year old 1/2 Sheetzu (sp), 1/2 Pappillon (Yep, he's a Sheetzon! LOL!) Boxers (apparently) need to be walked every day. When they walk, the "leader of the pack" (yep, that song is going through my head!) walks in front. Scooby (the old man) leads the way. Abby (the baby girl) follows. She is doing VERY well on the leash now and it's only been a week!
DH mentioned today, however, that as she grows, these two-mile walks are NOT going to cut it. Got me to thinking...maybe I'll have to teach her to run with me. Of course, that means I'll have to run more often!! Our poor Scooby was EXHAUSTED after that walk. We covered almost two miles in just under 40 minutes. We had been doing about one mile.
Both dogs are asleep right now. Sweet babies...
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Got up early. Got to work a little early (no carpooler!!). Got stuff done. Came home. Walked the puppies and then headed to softball practice. Now I'm Sparkin' folks. And soon, it'll be time to fix tomorrow's breakfast and lunch and head to bed. We'll see if I feel good when the alarm goes off in the morning.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
My DH sent the kids to the Chevron (about a block away) for ice cream. I know, he should have burned the calorie to get it himself, but that's a WHOLE 'nother blog! LOL! Anyway, they rode their bikes (ok, daughter took mine) to make the trip a little quicker. About two minutes after they left we get a phone call. Daughter had biffed it...big time!! Word (from her) was that she was hurt bad and bleeding and in a lot of pain.
So of course I take off in the car (I know, to go less than a block!) to go get her. As I'm pulling up, there is another car pulled up talking to my kids. It's the dad of one of my daughter's friend. He saw her fall and turned around to check on her. Nice guy, huh? So, I check on daughter and sure enough, she bit it. Cuts and scrapes on her hands, knees, elbows and, somehow, she ripped her brand new shorts right in the zipper area. I don't know how, but she did. So, yes, she was hurt, but nothing serious.
She said she called as soon as she fell. Being the sweet, loving mother I am, I asked her if she was making the phone call on her way down. "Dad, I'm faaaaaaalllllliinnnnnnngggg......Aaahhhh!" She giggled (like she was supposed to) and got in the car. I put my bike in the back of the car and took her home. After we got home, I sent her into the bathroom to clean up. I gave her the option of me cleaning her cuts or taking a shower. She jumped, and I do mean jumped!, at taking a shower. As she was starting to undress, dirt and gravel fell out of her clothes. She looked a little disheartened until I reminded her that it is her brother's turn to clean the bathroom this week. She was much happier after that.
So, overall, she's gonna be a little sore and her scrapes are gonna make her pay attention, but overall she's fine. She has no clue why she wrecked.
Oh, and the ice cream? Made the boy go get it by himself. He did fine.
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