Wednesday, January 27, 2010

now the rain is (hopefully) gone

We had a crazy week of rain. It hasn't rained that much in a long time. I learned that although I do like the rain, I do not like driving in the rain. I don't like walking the dog in the rain either, but I had to do that several times a day because he wouldn't go unless someone walked him. It took a few days for me to realize that my kids were totally capable of walking the dog - by themselves. I'm almost ashamed to write about the pure joy I felt when I handed them a plastic bag and reminded them that they had to pick up his poop. I felt very light and free.

We had thunder and lightening. That was really fun and reminded me of my childhood - I grew up in the midwest and thunderstorms were frequent. We had a tornado warning - I laughed at that, but I guess a car was turned over by the twister, so I shouldn't laugh. We had hail - the kids loved that. The hail churned up the pool and it looked like it was boiling. It was fun to watch. (Of course, we were safely home in our warm house watching the hail. If it had hailed during pick-up-the-kids-from-school time, it wouldn't have been much fun at all.) We never lost power, although that didn't stop me from lighting up a few candles every night just in case. I love candles at night when it's raining outside. It feels so comfy and safe.

The dog hated the rain. He had to stay inside, but since I didn't trust him to wander around the house, I kept him on his leash. The kids felt sorry for him and they made him a little bed. He couldn't scratch his face or ears because of the cone, so the kids would take turns scratching his face for him. It was cute, but it didn't change the fact that I was continually mad at the dog for peeing in my room, puking in my room, and knocking over the trash cans. Also, I put him in the garage when I left, and he punished me by peeing and pooping in there. So, when I came home, first I'd get the dog, walk him (so he wouldn't pee in the house), tie him up in the office area, go in the garage and clean up any messes, and then clean up the door area where all the wet dog prints and muddy shoes left a mess. (Note to self: if we ever move to a rainy climate, don't have a dog) So his tail is healing well - he got the bandages off yesterday, and will get the stitches out next week. Yep, one more week with The Cone of Shame. I put a small pic of his tail up - it's not too ugly, but I know not everyone is interested in seeing this kind of thing.

Well, that's about all for now. I think the rain is gone. The sky is a brilliant shade of blue today and the air is crisp and cool. I'm off to run some errands, see a student, and pick up the kids. These are busy days, but there is always something to be thankful for, and moments where I see the hard work of parenting starting to pay off. There is the daily work of keeping a family and household running, but there is also time to play and time to rest. We are so blessed. It's nice to write and reflect on that, to underline it in my mind. Hope your day is well -take some time to be thankful.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Mr. Nubbs

Our dog came home from the vet yesterday - he was tired, but he did great. Sadly, he must wear The Cone of Shame for about ten days, until the tail heals and they can take the stitches out.

He hates The Cone.
I took it off so he could eat and drink. Yesterday, Sally hand fed him, and I helped him drink water. That cone is pretty big on him. He keeps running into stuff and scraping up against the walls. It's funny and sad at the same time. He won't fit in his kennel, where he usually sleeps at night. So, for the next ten days, he's going to sleep with us. I tried to get him to sleep on the floor - I put his blanket out and hoped the pain pills would make him groggy enough to trick him to sleep there, but nothing doing. Even The Cone wouldn't prevent him from jumping up on our bed and sleeping on my feet. I felt so bad for the poor guy that I let him.
Here's the tail. It's not so bad, right?

We still love him. He may drive me crazy at times, but he's a good dog.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Happy Birthday Dog!

It's our dog's birthday today. He's 13 years old. Sadly, he'll be "celebrating" his birthday with a little trip to the vet, to have his tail removed. Yes, this is a very sad thing, but he has several "lunps" (I'll spare you all the details) removed from his tail over the years, and it's not something that can be taken care of a little bit at a time anymore. The tail must go, or the "lumps" could spread to his body. Poor dog. He'll have to spend the next few weeks wearing the Cone of Shame, which he hates, and I'll have to smear peanut butter on painkillers for a few days to keep him drugged up. I am NOT looking forward to this, but it needs to be done.

If you're having a bad day today, this should cheer you right up. It could be worse. You could be me, nursing an old, tail-less dog. Cheer up!

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

New Year

It's a new year. 2009 was a pretty good year for me. I was mostly happy, mostly content, and mostly healthy. There were a few changes here and there, but for the most part it was same song, next verse. Stu started a new job, and Sam started first grade. I started the job hunt, which was not as successful as I had hoped, but still. I'm working part-time and I'm able to pick up the kids from school, which I count as a huge blessing. I was thinking yesterday what a privilege it is to have room in my life for my kids to be able to take me for granted. They take it for granted that I will be there after school. They take it for granted that I will make them lunch if they don't want to buy. They take it for granted that there will be money on their account if they buy lunch. This is a real luxury, as a parent, to be able to provide this for them. I don't take it for granted at all.

So, new year. I'm not a big fan of New Year as a holiday - I don't do any of the typical new year things like clean the house the day before or leave money out as a symbol of good luck or eat anything special to mark the day. I did stay up late with friends, which is something. Also, I've been thinking about resolutions. I started making a few (get my hair cut, go to the dentist) and they seemed more like a to-do list, which I think misses the point. But yesterday I thought of a really good one.

My new year's resolutions for 2010 is to find a cause. I want to find something that I care about and believe in and I want to invest myself in. I don't know if it will be a medical cause, like breast cancer or leukemia or brain tumors or children's hospitals, and I'll walk a 5K (or try and run with Sally and not kill myself). Maybe it will be political and I'll find a local campaign and get involved. I don't know. Maybe it will be something smaller, something in our community. But I want a cause. I want a thing. And I'm going to take the whole first part of the year to look and listen and pray and wait.

So happy new year everyone! Hope your celebrations were safe and you are off to a wonderful 2010. Be sure to mark your calendars for the math geeky fun days of the year - 6-8-10, 8-9-10, and 10-10-10. (Next year, we'll get 1-1-11 and 11-11-11!)