Wednesday

I have lots of little things in my head so we're doing bullets.

• I've still gotten absolutely nowhere with reservations. Irritated doesn't begin to describe me right now.
• Abby is having incontinence issues again and she peed all over her bed and the bedroom floor last night--poor old girl.
• Fraggle is trying my patience right now--she keeps going out with the other dogs and then coming in and peeing in my floor.
• I have to get vet appointments for Henry and Chloe before I head to the beach. Henry also has to have his thyroid retested.
• I'm so ready to move that I think I'm going to explode--I just wish the repairs were moving a little quicker.
• I have to go pick out paint colors for the new house soon--that will be so much fun!
• I also have to get beige paint to cover the colors in my old house and that will be sad.

Love Me, Love My Dog

I have 7 dogs--yes that's a lot, yes it costs a lot to feed them--they are better cared for than most children so shut up.
I am also trying to plan a vacation. I want to take one of my dogs. This makes planning a vacation HELL.
Henry (boxer/staffie mix) is going to be boarded at the vet. He is just too large, wild and poorly behaved to take or let a friend watch.
Fraggle, Moxy and Abby (miniture poodle, JRT and border collie, respectively)are good girls and will be staying with family (everyone fights over who will get to keep Abby when we go on vacation--this is our first year with the other two but I expect the same type of fights to break out over Moxy....Fraggle is a bit more difficult but she's cute)
Tut (rat terrier) has been requested by a friend (and fellow trainer) and will be staying at her house while we are gone.
That leave Bear and Chloe (pit-aussie mix and beagle mix, respectively). I can board Chloe without reservation. She's a sweet and healthy. She'll be depressed when we get back but otherwise ok. Bear on the other hand HATES to be out of his element and has bad hips so boarding him at the vet leaves him depressed, sore and stiff because he has to lay on the cold concrete floor there. Therefore, (and because I love him more) I want to take him with me to the beach. There are exactly 5 pet-friendly places at the beach and they are all booked or unreasonably priced and most of them don't allow dogs bigger than 15 lbs. (B is about 70). These places allow kids--and I assure you that kids cause more damage than poor old B.

Argh--off to call more places so that I can get shot down.

Nothing to say but KEB demands that I blog

I had a hectic weekend but I feel like I didn't get anything done. I hate those types of weekends--it wasn't productive but I don't feel rested either. At this rate I'll be moving sometime around Christmas. Blech

The pups are good--I took Bear to the vet and the farmer's market on Saturday. He got a little too hot but he had fun. Since Bear was recovering from Saturday I took Fraggle with me to the house yesterday--and she made a new enemy in the JRT across the street.

I am still in need of a new hobby or project or something. I'm going a little stir crazy and need something else to do. I want to take drum lessons but I have to wait until we move because right now I don't have room for a drumset and I would definitely need to practice. I have started painting again and that helps but the freaking supplies are so expensive and with bills on two houses, utilities and renovations underway I have to be very conservative with my cash. Maybe I should get a new pt job? Hmmm maybe I'll browse around and see what I can find.

I still miss my ex but my aim IS improving...

So I'm talking to KT about old boyfriends and it occurs to me that we are on completely different wavelengths with them. She is the queen of drama and messy breakups, while I tend to get bored and wander off. By this same token she is left wondering what has happened to old loves (with one exception that we both still talk to and even have dinner with him and his wife when they're in town). I know exactly, in painful detail, where my exes are. KEB on the other hand remarries hers so she's a different breed entirely-lol.
I'm not sure that either of our ways is healthy (sadly KEB's is actually healthy because Z is good for her). She obsesses over where they are and if she made a mistake, while mine, up until last year kept trying to interfere in my life. Sorry just a random thought blog.

Mayberry lives on

You gotta love small towns...I went this morning to have our water turned on at the new house. Technically there is already water, I just wanted to make sure that it was put in my name instead of the previous renters' names. Well no good deed....
I get there at 7:20 since I called yesterday and they told me that their office hours are 7-4. Of course, no one is there because one of them had the day off, one had a doctor's appointment and the other....well who the hell knows. So I get the joy of trying to set up my water service through the librarian. She explains to me that she can set up my account and have the service put in my name but she can't disconnect the service in the other people's names unless they come up there. I argued for a while but eventually gave up and wandered out after losing my temper when I couldn't make her understand why I wouldn't want to hook the gas up now so that the gas heat would work (OMG it was 104 degrees yesterday) so I guess we’ll just both pay for the same water service.
The good news is that Alabama Power is FAR more competent and they are reconnecting the power today without any damn issues.

In non-house related news Henry is not showing any improvement in his behavior (although he does seem to be feeling better since we started the thyroid meds). He and Bear snarled and growled at each other this morning (although thankfully Henry was caged and Bear was in the living room). Apparently they just can’t stand to look at each other so Henry stays in the muzzle. Argh.

Randomness:
I need a mani-pedi, not want, NEED.
I have got to start tanning or I am going to COOK when I go to the beach next month.
I am on the search for a new hobby—I’ve been watching too many episodes of Made on MTV.
I have a million things to do at work and exactly 0 that I want to do.
I get to see my favorite art director in the whole world today—Tim is coming by about 2 for a meeting about our media kit, which he is designing (yipppeeee)
I have to call and set up photo shoots with the next few cover guys sometime this week and I dread doing that.
I wish laundry would do itself.
I have to go birthday shopping for my nephew who will be 1 on Saturday and I have no idea what to get him.
I get my hair cut on Saturday but I really don’t think that it needs it yet—it has just gotten to a length that I can stand and I’m trying to let it grow out even more.

Just starting out

KEB (http://www.mommysbroken.blogspot.com/) inspired me to get started on blogging--something I've been meaning to do for a while. Basically I have 7 dogs, 3 cats and I'm an editor and dog-trainer. I have two best-friends KT and KEB and I am insanely close to my mom. You will probably hear a lot about my pets and my friends and who knows what else. KEB and I are in the process of starting our own businesses and KT and I are trying to push each other to write a couple of books so who knows what else I'll be talking about.
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