It also flies when you're really busy.
November is no different... except that there is a lot less daylight (particularly when the weather is crappy and today I'm pretty sure it was dark at 4:27pm).
Earlier this month we attended the 4H Awards Banquet for the Kids-N-K-9's club. Both girls were recognized for a long list of accomplishments. The leader of the club, Christy Lyon, was recognized as the 4H Leader of The Year. She truly earned it and we were thrilled for her. Thanks Christy!! You are amazing!
Speaking of dogs...
It seem that Josie (one of our "ornamental dogs") started licking her front paw... repeatedly. This has resulted in an open sore that needs to heal.
So, to prevent the licking and begin the healing process we first first tried spraying the wound with an antiseptic that promised to taste so bad the dog would no longer desire to lick it.
Didn't work.
Next we tried tying a bandanna around it.
Josie quickly figured out how to get that off and resume her handiwork.
Next we tried gauze and tape.
Didn't work.
Ace bandage.
Didn't work.
Time to get serious.
Instead of an Ornamental Dog, she's now a Sideshow Dog.
Don't get me wrong... I do feel bad for her.
I also feel like I have a good idea for next year's halloween costume.
Changing topics here...
Let me say congratulations to my Cousin Emily (& Jason & Audrey) on the new addition to their family: Alexandria Rose.
Also, good riddance to Emily's gall bladder.
Here's her blog.
Let me make a suggestion to you, Emily, and everyone else out there with young kids.
It's a given fact that one day you'll say "I sure wish we had done that thing where you stand the kids against the wall and mark their height". Eventually you'll get around to doing that, because everyone does it at least once.
Then you forget about.
Then you remember again... about four years later.
Then you move.
Most people leave the sheet rock in the house... and there goes your haphazard growth chart.
So... go find a BIG roll of paper.
No, paper towels are not a good choice. Neither is toilet paper.
Make sure it's at least 8 feet long (because you just never know). Tape it on the wall and use it for your growth chart. Measure each kid at their own birthday party. Make it a tradition so you don't forget about it. Then... when you move... you can take it with you.
Don't store it near the recycling bin. Or the fireplace. Or the kids Art Desk. Or the color printer. I'm just sayin'.
We started marking our kids height on the wall in the closet in our first house. Then we moved.
After we moved, I was busy painting and thought it would be special to have the kids put hand prints inside the closet at the new house. So... we did that.
About 12 months later I was doing more painting. Hey... good timing... made another hand print from each kid. I think we managed three years in a row... and then skipped the next three. DOH!
So... trust me... go get that big roll of paper and use it. Sure... go ahead and do the wall-marking or hand-print stamping (because they are cool) but at least you know the paper version can follow you from place to place.
This last weekend I finally finished the living room painting project that I agreed to do about 11 months ago.
Husky fans will be broken hearted to learn that our yellow/gold kitchen+purple living room combination no longer exists. Now it's yellow/gold kitchen+Latte living room.
This week we have Parent-Teacher conferences (all is going well in school), Tanya is dutifully working on her report cards and I am dealing with the chaos of a new computer system at work that came online today.
We're all thankful for so much and are looking forward to the upcoming Thanksgiving weekend.
Happy early Thanksgiving wishes to you all!
~E
I do not have a dog story to match but Milo, (our chocolate lab), decided that he was going to tell the moose in our yard that he had better get a move on and the yard was no place for a moose.
ReplyDeleteneedless to say, a moose is BIG. Think of the biggest horse you have ever seen and add another horse to it. Our 75 lb dog is going to tell (with authority mind you) that moose she should go away.
Thankful to tell you I still have a dog and that Milo and the moose never connected. I was scared at 4:30 a.m., in the dark, trying to get my dog back to the house without getting stomped.
Thanks for sharing and have a good day. Merry Christmas!
Keith