Sunday, December 27, 2009
This was a different Christmas season for us. We weren't traveling down to my fathers like we usually do on Christmas Eve. My husband normally works on Christmas Eve until 2pm and then we make the "mad dash" (read extremely slow crawl) down the interstate to my fathers. The trip is normally a two hour drive but during the holidays it doubles in time. This year my husband had Christmas Eve off but all the family members wanted to bail out on the dinner (finances, weather, etc). We decided that I would just cook for our family and a family friend of the kids. Sounds relaxing right?
Wednesday I ended up picking up Aliegh early in the day (mama was on overstim) so she and I finished up the last minute shopping for the dinner and a talking duck toy for Ms Aliegh (we had decided to not exchange Christmas gifts this year but of course, she is the exception). We came home to find pig dog, aka Abe had done a search and seize thru the house. He had tried to get stuff off the top of the refrigerator (unsuccessful), got into my bags of yarn searching for food (did I mention he is food obsessed), and clearly was trying to chew thru his tupperware bin of dog food WHICH he managed to knock over (and pop the lid off). It was clear he had managed to inhale his way thru about 6 cups of food...maybe more.
Aliegh and I began to bake a pie for the next day's dinner. Abe normally is right there in the kitchen, waiting for scraps. Instead he was just hanging out watching. Within a couple hours, he began whining, pacing, and trying to get sick. Weimaraners are prone to bloat. Now he has gorged himself before and we just ended up with a massively gas producing dog. This time it was clear to me that we were in trouble. I ended up having to pack up Aliegh and Abe and heading to the emergency vet hospital since time is critical (their stomach can flip and it can kill them in a couple of hours). An xray determined his stomach hadn't twisted but WOW was it full. So Merry Freakin Christmas, I was greeted with my option was to pay a deposit of $965 so they could sedate, pump his stomach, do another xray and keep him overnight OR ?? What the hell - like putting him down is an option? But sheesh the option of coming up with that kind of money after just moving, etc... Thank god for American Express (yes I will be scrambling to pay this since I have 30 days to come up with the money)!
Christmas Eve I went to pick up Abe who was back to his normal pig dog self. I moved his food to a babyproof cabinent. I then proceeded to cook Christmas Eve dinner in sessions (ie around Aliegh's nap schedule). I found out Aliegh LOVES to sit on my kitchen counter and "help". Of course her version of help meant stealing blueberries out of the pie filling before I got the crust on top. It meant hugging the ham and trying to chew her way thru the package. It also meant trying to drink her grams coffee, By that evening, I was exhausted! Somehow the Christmas Eve dinner which was suppose to be more relaxing than the LONG driving down to my dads - not so much..lol.
Abe and Kaos (old neighborhood friend's dog) getting beach walked on Christmas Day (which WAS quiet and relaxing thank god!):
And finally my "ham" enjoying the ham:
Saturday, October 24, 2009
I have 11 more days until this cast comes off my foot. I still have to wear a splint/boot but at least I can take the darn thing off! Then I can get a better idea how my weight maintenace during this rehab is truly going. You should see me now - I weighed when I got home from the hospital - teetering on the one foot with the cast just resting. I used that as my "maintenance" weight. I weigh myself daily and make sure I stay within 2 pounds up and down of that weight. I know - crazy but hey when you can't really do much exercise (I can get some done but not alot), I can only do this by watching what I eat. I worked too hard to lose this weight to suddenly have to deal with a 10 pound gain.
You know for someone who is basically stuck at home using a knee scooter, I manage to stay really busy. Busy enough that even though I set a goal to update this blog at least once a week, I still manage to blow that goal regularly..lol. We have been searching for a place to live. Managed to miss out on the small cottage on the beach by our house. Clearly it wasn't meant to be and to be honest, I was a bit stressed on figuring out how I was going to fit my "kitchen" into the tiny one that it had. My hubby kept mentioning how I would have to downsize my kitchen - you know, go thru appliances, gadgets, and the horror - my spices? HELLO - I am not tossing these things out when I would just end up buying them again! The compromise I came up with is that most of our stuff (read MY stuff) would have to go into storage until I could go thru it all. Basically my daughter and neighbor has volunteered to pack everything I can't do (which let's face it - is most of everything). It will be easier to move it into our storage until I can deal with it. We have an appointment with a property management company on Monday to see another house which is in the next town over but within walking distance of a different beach. Keeping our fingers crossed on this one because it has a woodstove AND a fireplace AND a kitchen that is the same size of my current one. Priorities ya know...hehe.
Ms Aliegh is now crawling easily backwards and still working on forwards - she has faceplanting down pat though! She is such a cuddle bug. She has decided that when she is tired, she needs to be in my lap. She will cuddle until she falls asleep. God forbid if I try to put her down though! I have become quite efficient at typing with one finger and using my laptop while she sleeps! The lastest in baby food cooking adventures: I decided to make teething "cookies". She still hasn't had a tooth surface but is shoving everything in her mouth and drooling up a storm. So I found a simple recipe (1 cup rice cereal, 1 cup flour of choice, 1 cup unsweetened juice) and tried my hand at it. We shall see how well they work for her when she comes over tomorrow (of course Abe will help if they don't work out).
More Halloween madness:
Chicken eating her "cookie"
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Abe thought he had it bad on Halloween! So far Aliegh has 2 costumes, this one since we call her chicken..and a frog one. If grams has her way, the girl will be dressed in a different one for the entire week of Halloween!
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