I just chased Izzy down and licked frosting off of his chubby little baby leg...
It is far less cannibalistic than it sounds. I swear.
In an effort to get out of the friggen house before I go completely insane, um I meant to say...
In an effort to get out of the house and start meeting people, I signed up to take a cake decorating class at a local cupcake bakery. Besides a weekly chance to get out of the house, meet some very nice people, and a chance to partake in some very tasty cupcakes (nom nom nom), I am also learning a very handy skill. Or at least I hope it will be a handy skill. I do love to bake, so decorating the things I love to bake could be fun.
Each week we need to bring our own butter cream frosting to class. (yummm, butter cream). So today I whipped up a batch, dyed it blue for fun, and let Izzy lick the spatula. Something he has never gotten to do before. Instant hit!
But then I noticed a dab of blue on his leg after I washed him all off.
So, of course, I chased him down, scooped him up, and licked his leg.
It is far less cannibalistic than it sounds. I swear.
In an effort to get out of the friggen house before I go completely insane, um I meant to say...
In an effort to get out of the house and start meeting people, I signed up to take a cake decorating class at a local cupcake bakery. Besides a weekly chance to get out of the house, meet some very nice people, and a chance to partake in some very tasty cupcakes (nom nom nom), I am also learning a very handy skill. Or at least I hope it will be a handy skill. I do love to bake, so decorating the things I love to bake could be fun.
Each week we need to bring our own butter cream frosting to class. (yummm, butter cream). So today I whipped up a batch, dyed it blue for fun, and let Izzy lick the spatula. Something he has never gotten to do before. Instant hit!
But then I noticed a dab of blue on his leg after I washed him all off.
So, of course, I chased him down, scooped him up, and licked his leg.
I'm sitting on my bed with my laptop on my lap, enjoying the thunder and lightning happening right outside my window, and I had to stop and take a moment to soak it all in.
This is my home. This is my weather. This is the place where our family will now write our story.
I haven't felt so "right" about anyting in a long time, as I do about making Florida our new home. It is not without its bumps in the road, but then there really are no "happily ever afters".
We are considering giving up one of our dogs. He's a husky chow mix, white and very beautiful. But we don't have a fenced back yard for him, and he must be on a chain if he is outside. That isn't good for him. And he is very protective over what he considers to be his. He took off after a little pomeranian the other day, and bit him, because the little guy dared to cross some invisible doggy line. We can't have him doing that. But once the shock of what happened wore off - Palmer and all the kids are right back in denial and think we should keep him. It is up to me to be the bad guy and find him a new home. It is going to make me one very unpopluar mother around here. But if Palmer won't do it, then I will put on the brass balls and get it done. One of us has to be the responsible one, and not let sentament about how much we love him get in the way.
I'm pretty sure Cinderella never had to worry about finding a home for the mice.
This is my home. This is my weather. This is the place where our family will now write our story.
I haven't felt so "right" about anyting in a long time, as I do about making Florida our new home. It is not without its bumps in the road, but then there really are no "happily ever afters".
We are considering giving up one of our dogs. He's a husky chow mix, white and very beautiful. But we don't have a fenced back yard for him, and he must be on a chain if he is outside. That isn't good for him. And he is very protective over what he considers to be his. He took off after a little pomeranian the other day, and bit him, because the little guy dared to cross some invisible doggy line. We can't have him doing that. But once the shock of what happened wore off - Palmer and all the kids are right back in denial and think we should keep him. It is up to me to be the bad guy and find him a new home. It is going to make me one very unpopluar mother around here. But if Palmer won't do it, then I will put on the brass balls and get it done. One of us has to be the responsible one, and not let sentament about how much we love him get in the way.
I'm pretty sure Cinderella never had to worry about finding a home for the mice.
Nothing beats going to Sonic for ice cream at 9 pm, just because it is a Wednesday.
That is all.
That is all.
Our 4th of July came and went without much fanfair.
We were going to head up north a bit to see Chickie and her family, but Mother Nature decided to cancel those plans for us. Rainy bitch.
So this was our 1st big holiday where the realiziaton of no family or friends nearby really hit home. I could tell that it really bothered Palmer, who has always been the more social of the two of us. And by bother him - I ment he was Crabby McCrabberson. He seemed to take each and every raindrop as a personal insult. So much so that by the time that we left to the local lake to maybe catch some fireworks - he was so grouchy, that for a few seconds I considered attaching him to several dozen fireworks, and launching him into space.
I know that the move is hard on all of us, and we are just really missing our Nevada friends, but this 4th wasn't much of a celebration at all.
We were going to head up north a bit to see Chickie and her family, but Mother Nature decided to cancel those plans for us. Rainy bitch.
So this was our 1st big holiday where the realiziaton of no family or friends nearby really hit home. I could tell that it really bothered Palmer, who has always been the more social of the two of us. And by bother him - I ment he was Crabby McCrabberson. He seemed to take each and every raindrop as a personal insult. So much so that by the time that we left to the local lake to maybe catch some fireworks - he was so grouchy, that for a few seconds I considered attaching him to several dozen fireworks, and launching him into space.
I know that the move is hard on all of us, and we are just really missing our Nevada friends, but this 4th wasn't much of a celebration at all.
My mother-in-law has left. I have recuperated from her visit. My house is once again in order and calmness now prevails. Time for a deep sigh.
ahhhhhhhhhhh
There, now didn't that feel better?
Why, yes. Yes, it did.
Now that things are back to normal (or what passes for normal around here) I am spending the day baking cookies for the new neighbors who have moved in today a few houses down. I know that they are working their tushes off unloading the u-haul truck in a really hot and humid day. Wouldn't it be a nice treat to have a few homemade chocolate chip cookies dropped by?
Yeah, I thought so too.
It's very important to me that we go over and welcome the new neighbors to the 'hood, because when we moved in no one welcomed us. We have been here a few months, and we still don't know our neighbors. That is a complete turn around from Vegas, where we knew everyone in the neighborhood, and everyone was very friendly and welcoming. I'm not sure if it is just the neighbors around here of a southern thing, but we just haven't found a lot of friendly people around here.
And that is a sad thing. A very sad thing.
ahhhhhhhhhhh
There, now didn't that feel better?
Why, yes. Yes, it did.
Now that things are back to normal (or what passes for normal around here) I am spending the day baking cookies for the new neighbors who have moved in today a few houses down. I know that they are working their tushes off unloading the u-haul truck in a really hot and humid day. Wouldn't it be a nice treat to have a few homemade chocolate chip cookies dropped by?
Yeah, I thought so too.
It's very important to me that we go over and welcome the new neighbors to the 'hood, because when we moved in no one welcomed us. We have been here a few months, and we still don't know our neighbors. That is a complete turn around from Vegas, where we knew everyone in the neighborhood, and everyone was very friendly and welcoming. I'm not sure if it is just the neighbors around here of a southern thing, but we just haven't found a lot of friendly people around here.
And that is a sad thing. A very sad thing.
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