Your kidding, right?!?!

So much is going on that I don’t even know how to think straight. Of course that might be do to the fact that I am writing this post, and it’s not even 7AM yet!! Did I mention that I have been up since 330AM??

Um yeah, well Sissy decided to wake up at 330AM to play with Chicka. She hasn’t been back to sleep. Bubba woke up at 5AM, for un-known reasons, and hasn’t been back to sleep. Mom, of course, is EXHAUSTED!!!

Hubby was informed yesterday that he has to go to another store, about 45 minutes away, to work as the store manager for about 2 weeks…hopefully. It could be longer. Here’s hoping to it being shorter!

It’s bad enough that we don’t get to see him very often anyways, with his hours, but now it’s going to be worse. As of right now, he will still have his same hours, ALONG WITH driving time, but also will have to work 5 days a week instead of 3 on, 3 off. Not very fun for us.

Oh, AND, we don’t get to go on the camping trip we ALL were so excited about taking this weekend, because of it. I am totally bummed! We’ve been trying to think of something else to do with the kids to make up for it, but not sure what. We may just end up going with Hubby’s brother, his wife, and daughter swimming at the river or lake, and then coming home and grilling.

One thing that we keep trying to tell ourselves to make it all better is that he will get paid for mileage and that by NOT going camping, we are saving money.

Our dryer is going out on us…when it takes 110 minutes to dry a load of clothes, it’s going out! So we have been looking to buy a new washer/dryer set when/if we get our tax credit on buying a new house back. We have now decided that with 2 kids and a dog, our better buy with that $$ would be to tear up the carpet and linoleum and lay down wood floors.

Oh, I’m still getting a new washer and dryer, but we will have to go with the rent to own way…more payments..fun!

Life with a Dog…Days 6 & 7

Well to say that Chicka has gotten out of her depression funk is an understatement. She has been running and attacking the kids, and while most times they enjoy it, other times they act like she is really attacking them instead of playing. Which makes her want to play more.

We are still working on the house training. She does good for a day, and the next day (i.e. today) she has many accidents in the house. I’m starting to have some faith that she will learn.

Her leg is getting much better, she is able to walk and run, to an extint, on it. But if the kids are playing with her and lays on it just right, she lets out a yelp. Only 5 more days until we can take it off, but we may wait another week or so when we take her back to see the vet for a check up.

It seems as if she is getting bigger, right before out eyes. But maybe we are just wishing her to be a dog instead of a puppy now.

Life with a Dog…Day 5

Yesterday was quite un-eventful for Chicka. We left her in the pet carrier while we went to church in the morning…I did NOT want another bathroom ordeal!!  She didn’t have to stay in there but for maybe an hour because Hubby got home from lunch and let her out and then the kids and I got home shortly after.

She has been pretty calm the past few days. Okay, so maybe not “calm” as she is depressed. Poor thing is been sleeping ALL day long. We have been giving her lots of love and attention, but the fact that she can’t run and play has made her sad.

Right now, she is sitting on my leg, sleeping, while I write this. Not that it’s a bad little thing. It’s comforting to know that one of these days she is going to be a great protector of our family, and while she may be TOO big to sit on my lap, she will still be part of our family!

The housetraining is going better, except for the fact that with her being hurt she is only pottying on our back deck! Gross, I know, but it’s not in the house, and as soon as she gets better, we WILL take her out on the back yard grass.

The kids still love her, and it breaks their hearts that they can’t play with her the way they did the first couple of days. We have to keep telling them that she has a boo-boo, but that in a couple of weeks, she will be back to normal….hopefully!

Life with a Dog…Days 3 & 4

Yesterday was a pretty decent day with Chicka. She went potty outside a couple of times, and only went in the house about 3 times. Not bad.

Last night though, Hubby was carrying her in her bed to the bedroom and she jumped out of it before he could catch her. We thought she had broken her front right leg so we splinted it with markers and tape and tried our best to keep her off of it. Poor girl whined and cried and did not sleep very good at all last night.

First thing this morning, I called the vet at home and told him what happened. He said to bring her up to the clinic and he would look at her. Thankfully, he said that it was just a sprain. That that part of the leg is still just cartilege turning into bone and that it was a common injury in puppies. He wrapped her leg up in a splint and gave us some calcium tablets to help her heal faster.

We have to take her back in two weeks to have him check it again, but for now we just have to be careful with her because it’s going to be very sore and sensitive for the time being.

Poor girl. We knew she was going to be tough dog with having two rambunctious kids as “siblings” but we didn’t realize she would have to toughen up so quick!

Life with a Dog…Day 2

OMG…this house training thing is the pits!!!

I have been cleaning up poop and pee for the past 2 days! There are 3 puppy pads laid out, we don’t have a crate yet, in the 3 spots she seems to go the most in. But no, she still doesn’t use them!

I placed her in the bathroom while I took the kids to MDO and ran to WM this morning. I had expected to have to clean up some pee and maybe some poop and pick up some dog food, but what I walked in to when I got home was NOT that! She had pooped, stepped in it, and then proceeded to try and climb out of the bathroom. There was poop EVERYWHERE! Needless to say, I cleaned the bathroom probably better than it has ever been cleaned before! The walls, floors, cabinet doors, and door were scrubbed with Clorox wipes and then Lysoled!!

Ughh…I am so ready for her to be trained…I don’t have enough patience for this!

Weekend at Branson

We had an awesome weekend! The family and I went to Branson, MO on a mini vacation with some friends of ours. We got there around 1pm Friday, and went right into shopping. The rest of our party wasn’t going to be there until around 4pm so we had some time to spare.

When they got there, we went and checked into our cabin/condo and cooked some supper. Then we decided to go do some more shopping. Saturday morning, we woke up EXTRA early…as I stated in my previous post…and went to Silver Dollar City. The kids, as well as Hubby and I, had a blast!! We spend over 6 hours there…in the rain..before having to leave because of child meltdowns.

We left the rest of our party there, and we headed into town. Did a LOT of driving around, before making some shopping pit stops. We then met up with our friends at Montana Mikes Steakhouse to eat. Though the guys didn’t really like it, the girls did. After eating, we went and did a little more shopping before heading back to the cabin to head to bed.

Sunday morning, we woke up and headed back home around 930am. We made a few shopping and visiting stops along the way, so we didn’t get home until around 530pm or so.

Unfortunately, Hubby had to go back to work Monday morning, so of course, tiredness and exhaustion has set in with all of us!

What Time is it??!?!??

I am sitting here in our cabin/condo on Saturday, May 15, morning. It is 7:41 AM, and I am wide awake, and have been since 6:30 AM. Not normal for me. I am a stay at home mom, people! I sleep until my kids allow me to…which is normally around 8:30. But this morning, I awoke at 6:30, on my own. I didn’t sleep very good, being as it was a new place and it was storming.

So Sissy and I, who woke up shortly after I did, got out of bed about 7:30…and she is already giving me some attitude! Not sure how that is going to work out today, seeing as we are heading to Silver Dollar City in a couple of hours!!! I’m hoping her attitude will suffice once she starts having fun there.

Tomorrow, we are getting up and going shopping at a couple of the outlet malls and eating lunch at a place called Mel’s Hard Luck Diner before heading home.

Of course, I won’t be able to actually post this until we get back home, so I will post about the rest of our weekend then as well. I hope you all had a good one!!

Life with a Dog…Day 1

The kids LOVE dogs, all animals actually. They play like they are puppies all day. Even while in Branson, this past weekend, Bubba was crawling around on all fours in the stores playing Puppy. They get excited when the see the big dog next door outside.

Hubby and I have talked about getting the kids a dog, but not for awhile. At least until we got a fence build in the back yard. W03e didn’t really want a puppy, but just a young dog. One that was already house trained, lost it’s baby teeth, and that was good with kids.

Well yesterday, Hubby came home for lunch and told me that he needed a check. When I asked for what he told me that there was a lady he worked with that had some boxer puppies that have been ready for a week now. She was planning on taking them to Kansas City to sell them. He said that he knows how much the kids want one, and I think he did too.

So we decided to go ahead and get one. We just wanted to surprise them with it. I had a jewelry party last night, so Hubby got off of work, come home and got my truck, and then went to get the dog before the kids noticed. He got back right after the majority of everyone left.

The kids were ecstatic!!! They have not left her side since she walked in the door last night. We placed her bed on Sissy’s pallet in our bedroom floor, and she fell asleep without any problems. I did wake up in the middle of the night, though, looked down to check on them both, and noticed that “Chicka” was NOT in her bed. She was, in fact, laying on Sissy’s belly. If it wasn’t 1 o’clock in the morning, I might have taken a picture of it. But I was NOT going to risk my head, to turn the light on to get the shot! HA

But I did manage to get this one first thing this morning.

And here is one of the cute little thing up close.

 

House training seems to be the hardest thing so far. She seems to love the kids, though they won’t leave her alone. She is learning quick not to chew on things. It just seems to be the pottying that we are having problems with. she can’t seem to get to go on the pads. Any ideas?

I am Yours

I logged on to my blog reader today to find this. If you haven’t read the book, you definitely should. I downloaded the free version, and I am so glad that I did.

There have been some issues going on with me right now, and it has made me do a lot of questioning. Question why God has let this all happen to my family. Question what He has in store for us. Question what I am supposed to do. Question my religion.

I have been so confused, and have prayed for Him to show me what to do, but just reading Angie’s book has made me realize that me telling God what I want to do is ridiculous. That me praying, “God, I pray this all passes over so that I may return to what I have known” is NOT what He wants, but that I should be praying, “God, show me Your way.”

If it’s His Will for me to move away from what I know and love, so be it. Yes, it will be very hard for me, but I know that He will give me peace for whatever direction He leads me.

He loves me, more than I love Him, and I know that He knows what’s best for me. For that I will forever praise Him.

Bring The Rain
I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain
I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain
So I pray
Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

Graduation- holding on to letting go.

Graduation is right around the corner for the local seniors, and it has me reminiscing about my high school graduation…10 years ago!

I know that to some, 10 years doesn’t seem that long ago, but then I think about how my little sister, who turns 14 years old this year, was only 3 at my graduation. WOW!

I wish that I had a video of it, even though our guest speaker was VERY long-winded, I would love to see it. I gave the Benediction, and I wish that I hadn’t lost my copy of it. I also remember the fact that I got a scholarship that I was unaware of. They called my name, and I sat there…not realizing that it was me they were calling. LOL

The most rememberable  thing about my graduation was the fact that my dad was the one who handed me my diploma! He, along with one of my classmates’ dad, was on the school board. So we were able to get them to hand us our diplomas. As I walked up to accept it, I noticed that he wouldn’t look at me. He kept looking at the floor. When he handed it to me, I was about to walk off, and he grabbed me, hugged me and told me he loved me. I could hear everyone in the auditorium say, “AWWW!” which of course made it worse.

I was able to pull myself together to handle the Benediction, but afterwards, during the “congratulatory line'” I, of course, cried some more.  But I didn’t have time to do that long.

My parents gave me the option of either extending my curfew for prom or for graduation. I decided on graduation…which didn’t happen.

My coach informed us the morning of graduation that my golf team was going to the state tournament…and we were leaving right after graduation! So myself and my classmate, along with two other girls, left about an hour after the ceremony ended and headed out. As much as I was upset for not getting to hang out with my friends for the last time before everyone moved away, it was an experience that I would never change.

This is one of my favorite pictures of my high school days. The girl in this picture with me was one of the most wonderful, sweetest, funniest, prettiest girls I have ever known. And will ever meet in my life. She was one of the girls that was on my golf team and she was the highlight of the trip by far!

“Pugger” as one of our old coaches called her, was special. She was a blonde at heart that made everyone smile, and her life was ended far too early. Our golf tournament was the last time her and I was able to spend time together. She, along with two other wonderful people, were killed in a car accident right before Christmas 2000.

When I think of graduation, I can’t help but think of that tragic accident that took the lives of 3, and the hearts of many. It makes me cherish the moments I had with each of them then, and the moments I have with my loved ones now. I’m holding on to those I had to let go!

To all of you that are graduating, may God Bless you, and keep you safe!