A day at home

The day has only just begun, and I have already learned all kinds of new things today.

1.) Just because you weigh twice what your lab weighs, it doesn't mean you are big enough in the britches to get him into the vet's office by yourself.

2.) If your 1 1/2 year old says "WEEE!" while you are driving, you probably need to slow down.

3.) You can get a toddler to eat just about anything if you stuff it inside a pepperoni pizza hot pocket. (In this case it was dried veggies, but I plan to use it for all sorts of things since it worked!)

4.) I should stop buying so many toys because, when given the option, Hailey will choose a shoe, diaper, spoon and bowl over anything in her overflowing toy box.

It is only noon... I'm sure I will learn a lot more by the end of the day!

Crazy Dog People cont...

So maybe we are crazy dog people... They both just really love baths! Gidget always tries to jump in so we finally just let her. :)

Headline of the Week

"Tax Dollars Helping China's Hookers?"

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2009/05/14/government-funds-million-program-make-chinese-prostitutes-drink/

$2.6 Million to be exact!

Awesome...

Miss California continued...

Donald Trump, owner of the Miss Universe Pageant went against what everyone around him has demanded, and Miss California will officially keep her crown. This was not to the liking of Shanna Moakler, Miss California Pageant Director. She has publicly bashed Miss California the entire time, and has made it clear that she wanted her title taken away. Below was the statement she gave-

"I cannot with a clear conscious move forward supporting and promoting the Miss Universe Organization when I no longer believe in it, or the contracts I signed committing myself as a youth," she said. "I want to be a role model for young [women] with high hopes of pageantry, but now feel it more important to be a role model for my children. I am sorry and hope I have not let any young supporters down but wish them the best of luck in fulfilling their dreams."

Ummm... so the years of being a Playboy Pinup is the best way to be a role model to your children and other youth? How about the drunken fist fights you have gotten into with other women over your on-again off-again husband? Yeah, those things are fun for the kids... Fun for the whole family! Good ole' fashioned nudity, drinking and fighting. You're right Shanna; I would hate for you to not have a clear conscious.... Idiot...

Just be an American

What would you say if I told you that I wanted to seek out and buy only from Caucasian owned companies? What if I said that my family and I will do without before buying from any company not Caucasian owned? This would be for every single item or service we purchase- grocery stores, dry cleaners, daycares, mortgage companies and so on. Then, what if I took this "goal" of mine and started a movement, teaching other Caucasian individuals how they can do the same thing. Would these actions make me racist? Prejudice? ABSOLUTELY. I would hope that my friends and family would not tolerate behavior like this from me without speaking up.

However, the plan I described above is exactly what one family is doing in Atlanta, GA. They have started an entire movement that is being called "Buy Black" and it is catching on- people even keep track of the money they have spent with a website the founder family opened up. See link below...

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,519965,00.html

Why not just BUY AMERICAN? Why continue the shameful legacy of prejudice behavior, only in reverse order? Just BE AMERICAN with us! With everyone!

Crazy Dog People

I have always felt that, even though we do have 4 dogs, we do not qualify as "crazy dog people." However, Hailey has begun to prove me wrong on a daily basis.

The other day I came home from work to David playing fetch with her. She would bring him a toy, he would throw it and she would run to go get it and bring it back... I asked him why he was playing fetch with our child, he simply said "she likes it!"

She has a whole separate voice she uses to talk to the dogs too. She gets right up to them, bends down a little and proceeds to jabber to them like they were newborn babies. When she is done talking to them she pats them on the head, gives them a kiss and goes on about her business.

The other day though, she topped it all when she adopted one of the dog beds. It started out that when she would go into our bedroom she would plop down on one certain dog bed and hang out while we did whatever we needed to do. I guess she decided that she really liked it because she eventually hauled it into the living room! Now she drags it around the house to wherever she wants to play or watch us. She takes snacks over to it to sit and eat. She picks out a book and takes it to the bed to sit down and read. Sometimes she even drags it over to the TV!






David thinks we should buy a dog bed especially for her... Maybe we are crazy dog people...

My friend

I don't know if anyone really reads this blog, and if you do I am not sure if you would even know him, but I am going to say just a bit about him anyway. His name was Timothy Simpson, and he was my friend. Tim was very athletic growing up and had lots of friends. He was pretty shy, but if you spent long enough hanging around he would eventually speak. He was as "All American" as you can get in Middle School and Jr. High. But things changed...
In High School, he stopped hanging around with the people he had once spent hours with playing sports. He found a new group of friends, and started down a path from which he would never return. From then on nothing in his life was simple. For Tim, the drugs were not just for recreation- he was self medicating. He was diagnosed as Bipolar, I am not sure when, but I know we were still teenagers. He confided in me that the medication given to him made him feel worse; so, he continued to self medicate.
Tim committed suicide yesterday. I have not heard much more than just that statement, and do not even know yet if there are plans for a funeral. I know that he was a drug addict and had been for the better part of 15 years, but I also knew him as just Tim- the painfully shy, hilarious, caring kid.
The next time you see a disheveled, angry looking person roaming aimlessly about- pray for them. We have no idea if their brains have failed them, and have no idea what they have been through.
My hope is that Tim is in Heaven and is free from all the worries and pain that plagued him for so long. I hope that he knows now, even though he never knew when he was alive, that people really do care about him. Please keep his family in your prayers.