A dog and his girl, some crafts, cooking, and a whole lot of nonsense...

Sunday, June 29, 2014

I've fallen and I can't get up!

Ok so maybe I've been a little harsh on everyone I've met for the last 30 years that was OBSESSED with Disney.
I've been twice before, and I guess I had forgotten how simply amazing this place is
 I've fallen...for Disney...and hard!
We all have :)
More in Disney and my reviews on all of it later!!!
Happiest place on earth, y'all!

My very first migraine.

I can remember having these headaches in my early adult years...in college I remember breaking down after a three day battle with the beast (that's what I sometimes call the headache,) and asking the one roommate that I did not get along with to please, please take me to a hospital before I lost my shit...again.
I remember staying home from high school because of them. I remember puking and loosing my vision in 4th and 5th grade when I was going through puberty and my hormones were all out of whack.
But my very FIRST memory of a headache, I was about four I think. I know this because I remember my sister Erin being there, but not Hannah. And Hannah was born when I was five.

I remember my mother being there, and it was the late eighties...because my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and my dad all still smoked in the house. Eww. But seriously, it was the eighties...and while it wasn't like Mad Men, with everyone smoking in offices and all Betty Draper-chain smoking while pregnant, it was much more accepted and done in buildings than it is today.
I hated the smell, but loved being at the farm. I distinctly remember hating that my clothes and hair smelled that way after leaving the farm or my grandparents office.

It must have been a holiday, everyone was there eating and I couldn't manage even mashed potatoes. I felt so awful.
I got up from the dinner table without asking and my mom asked me to sit down. She didn't know I was feeling yuk yet. My Ma said I could come and sit with her if I wanted...and I did.

After everyone finished eating, I went into the front guest bedroom and curled up in a chair...it was a comfy, upholstered arm chair. It smelled like cigarettes.
I laid there for hours and my mom said that she thought I was probably getting strep throat, because I always got a headache when I had strep.
Well, it wasn't my throat. It was my first encounter with the beast. After a 4 hour nap, I woke up and was fine. Strep throat, and most other illnesses do not go away with sleep.

It wasn't until years and years and years later that I realized that I had a migraine at age 5. Not until I was an adult and was asked by my neurologist at the time how long I'd had the headaches.

So that's it. The beginning of my journey from a migraine triggered by cigarette smoke as a five year old to where I am today...30 with a chronic, every day headaches/migraines.

Good morning momma!

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Curtain love

I'm totally smitten with these new curtain panels that I found on the Target website!
So perfect, and cheap too!
They are actually shower curtains. I was able to get 5, 72x72 inch panels for under $100 with rings and pull backs as well!
Shower curtains can be expensive (I saw some at Disney that were $140,) but they can easily be found in fun patterns and textures for under $20 each if you keep your hopes up and keep on searching!
I was convinced that these very expensive Anthro curtains were the only thing that would work in my living room, but I'm so glad that I kept at it and funded these!!
I also have an extra one that can be used to make pillows for the couch! You couldn't even buy a nice piece of fabric for pillows for the $16 I paid! AND there is enough for tons of pillows with room to spare!
Good luck out there! Keep your eyes open!

Thursday, June 26, 2014

God save the king!

Writing prompts, good? Bad? Indifferent?

I've seen a few blogs where some writers use writing prompts to spark a good story, or an interesting read.
I kind of like the idea.
I took creative writing and journalism in high school. I loves writing. I still do. Almost as much as I love reading!
Same goes for my blog. I love love love reading a good blog. I will sit there and read every entry ever once I find a good one!
I'd like for my blog to
 a) tell my story, let it out, and let it go,
b) be a source for my friends and family to keep up in what we are doing and
c) be a good read!
So since my life is fairly boring, I think I might start using prompts once and a blue moon...just for funsies and to generate some really random, fun stories about moments in my life.
Have an amazing Thursday everyone!!
Today is our last day at Disney and we are up and at it early today to make this last day count!! Wahoo!
Look for prompted writing in the days to come!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Guess where we are?!?

The Happiest place on earth!!!! Wahoo!!
A million pics and reviews to follow!


Eating: not much. Nauseous as hell today. Thanks migraine.

Loving: this house. Every inch of it.

Listening to: Eli Young band, Macklemore, 90's on Sirius

Should be: finishing packing for Disney World in 4 days.

Missing: working, no...I'm serious.

Watching: Orange is the new black, Grey's anatomy, Royal Pains, Mad Men, Call the midwife on BBC.

Feeling: stressed

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Jax is two!

Happy second birthday to our sweet baby nephew, Jax.
I loved you before I met you, and I always will. You and your brothers have made my life so bright and shiny.
Mouse and I are lucky to have you.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Da fuQ?

This evil looking thing and ten of its brothers have been crawling up my house.
I looked it up, it's just some kind of moth caterpillar. But seriously. The stuff nightmares are made of.
Good defence tactic, bro. Well played.

Beware of the dog(s)

So, I think the dogs and I are in love with their new, outside accommodations.
 So...Oscar has lived in a home where we could just open the door and let him out for most of his little life. In Chicago we had a tiny backyard in a condo/townhouse complex and he could just last out there and sun himself all day long of he wanted.
Then we moved to my parent house in Virginia. They have 6 dogs and 1/4 acre of fenced in goodness.
When Christopher and I were looking to rent about a year and a half ago, we made Oscar our priority and knew we couldn't live in an apartment with him comfortably (his legs are 3 inches long...he doesn't do stairs all that well.)
So we found our cute little rental house, and it did have a big yard. But no fence. We planned on building a small pen off of the back door. Well...that never happened. The back door was broken and very hard to lock/unlock. So we just ended up walking him on the leash. Rex too. And then Lucy.
For a while, I let Oscar out offleash. Unfortunately there was a cat chasing incident, and he lost his privileges.
Also. Our neighbors and their children in Manassas were horrible. The kids were constantly in my yard or the yard next door of a home that was abandoned. Ain't no dachshunds got time for that. I didn't trust the kids not to bother him while he was out there, or a cat, etc. and he would just be barking non stop anyway.
Fast forward to April 2014 and we are looking to buy our first home. This time, we had to wieners...and I was totally done with the damn leash. Lucy is a terrible leash walker and honestly, I just didn't want to do it anymore. Even though Christopher does 99% of the actual walks, I was the one home with them all day and having to leash up for potty runs.
So we found our amazing little home of my dreams. On a whole acre. Surrounded by farms. We also had three, count them...three functioning doors with locks.
We do have some fencing...but it's mostly broken and there it does not completely lock the yard down.
So I ordered these two x-pens at the suggestion of my dear friend, Michelle. A build a 16 foot circle at the bottom of our deck steps

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Having sisters.

Since my last post was about family, I thought I'd bring it home and end up the weekend talking about some other super important family members. I know I've said this before, but they rock my world...my two little sisters, Erin and Hannah.

119 pages could be written on how awesome each of them is, and how much they mean to me, but ill spare you.

I just wanted to share one little thing that has been happening this week as I am still unpacking boxes, cleaning, and putting together our home.

I've found at least 4 pairs of underpants. Not mine.

One might think I'd yell at Chris, accusing him of something serious. I don't. Not at all. Not one bit.

You see, I grew up with two sisters. My home had girls underpants from one end of it to the other. Erin and I are only 20 months apart, so roughly the same size. Now our mom is basically the same size too.
It's never been easy to keep whose is whose straight, and even though I've been out in my own and the three of us haven't lived together under one roof (except for briefly after my divorce,) for almost 10 years...their stuff, uncluding underpants is still mixed in here and there.
As I'm sure mine is with theirs at home.
Life is good. Sisters are good. Underpants are good. And I seriously doubt things will ever change.
Here's to sisters.

Happiest of Father's Day!

Oscar and I just want to take a hot minute and say happy happy happy Father's Day!

I happened to be born to the most amazing dad in the world. He loves unconditionally, no matter how ridiculous I have been in the last 30 years...is likely the not person on this planet who can have me belly laughing in 1.3 seconds...is an amazing artist, athlete, and one of the smartest people I know.

He also has been an true example of what a provider is/does. He has worked 2 and 3 jobs to support us, ridden a bicycle to work in all weather when he had a car issue when I was little, worked jobs he hated, worked through sickness and pain...and gives the world to my mom and us three girls.

I can't say enough about my dad...so I won't try to say it all or I'll be here for a week.
Thank you for being you, daddy. I couldn't imagine my life with out you.

Also a super happy Father's Day to my Daddad. He is 87 years of amazing. From such an early age in life, he pushed and aimed high to get what he wanted out of life. He is amazingly strong and I watched as he took such good care of my Ma. The love of his life...and he did it better than any nurse or nursing home I've ever known. I would not be who I am today if I hadn't been a "Daddad's girl," from day one. I love you so much and can't wait to see you tomorrow :)

Monday, June 2, 2014

My bad...

So it seems a month may have flown by and I haven't posted on this blog, barely checked my email, and might have moved 30 miles west to God's country...
That's right! Back "home," in Fauquier county! Also...no longer renting! This bad boy is all ours :)

It's not been easy...moving tries every little bit of patience that you thought you had. It tests your physical strength and ability in ways that will make you cry...ugly cry. Parts of you will hurt that you had no idea you could injure. I pulled a muscle in my chest, ya'll...for real?!?

Mentally and emotionally, we have been test as well. I think we have fought more in the last month than we ever have. I've cried at least once a day about stink bugs, furniture placement, closet space, trash pick up and a broken freezer.

Now that we have been here a little over a week...and the Manassas house is empty, clean, and keys have been handed off to the landlord...I feel much better. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of our shoulders.
I feel comfortable walking around this joint in as little or as much clothing as I feel necessary...no close neighbors, no worries. I feel excited to plan for paint colors, new furniture, and finding all of
our treasures.
I can tell the difference in Christopher as well. He drives a little bit further to work, but honestly...it doesn't take him much longer than it did to get out of Manassas during rush hour! Literally no traffic until he gets to Manassas. He is enjoying doing little projects around "his house." Ahh it feels good just to type those words.
The dogs are SOOO much happier. No kids screaming or bouncing basketballs against our house ( don't get me started...ughhhhh) and an acre of land of explore. We don't hear our neighbors every move anymore. Only their roosters, and that's just fine with us!!!

So yeah, moving suck ass. It's fucking hard work and at more than one point, I really thought we would have been better just staying in Manassas. But seriously...seriously ya'll...I love this house. I don't ever want to leave!!!

I'll end this with some cute pics of the doglets...lovin on their new home!