I only have eyes for Momma...

...especially when she has cookies!

What time is it??

It's WHERES MY MOM O'CLOCK!!!

Ever since he was a baby, Osc has had a sixth sense of when Momma gets home from work. At my parent's house, he used to sit my the kitchen door and wait for me. Here, he apparently paces the floor by the front door, looks out the window and gets a little nutso!

I didn't quite believe Chris about the hour he named "Where's my mom o'clock," until he sent me this picture one day. There's my boy, pacing the floor, messing up the rug, waiting (Im)patiently for his Momma!

Lucky Day, Lucky house?

As some of you may know, Chris and I moved into this home on a STINKIN' hot day in May.

We were both sweating, and smelly...I honestly felt like i was going to pass out by the time that we got to my parents house for the last load that we thought we could possible manage for that day.

As I was carrying one last shoebox full of whoknowswhat? out to my car, I looked down in my parents yard, at the bottom of the driveway and I saw this! A four leafed clover! Crazy, right? I can't even remember the last time I found one, or even had the time to loo down and pay attention.

At this time, I was so tired, I was getting a migraine, and the tears came as I picked the silly thing and carried it into the house to show it to my mom. In true mom fashion, she said "OH! Well...that means good luck, in your new home, with your Irish boyfriend!"

He totally is Irish! I don't ever remember telling her that, but she just knows these things. Maybe its the fact that his last name is Murray and he sunburns from walking out to get the mail?!

So my mom, the artist, does what she does best. She goes into her studio and scrummages around for a bit. Comes out with this tiny black frame, a piece of black and gray patterned paper, and the key to our new place that I had just given her for emergencies. She framed up this little memento for us to remember forever. I'm so in love with it. I put it on my bathroom counter, so that I can see it at least twice a day, even if I do work allllllllday!

So now some of you may understand a little bit more of me...and why I'm always saving crazy things for future projects, or making things out of what others may think of as trash...you just never know! Hows that song go? "She get it from her momma!"

Now I gotta get to Home Depot and get Momma a new key since she used it in a project, though! ha ha

It's a blog...about my dog!

Hi I'm Emily and this is a blog...about my dog, Oscar,  and a little bit about me (when he allows.)

You will read more and more about us as time goes on, but Oscar is a 4 year old mini-dachshund. Silver dapple in color, one blue eye...one brown. He is pretty much a super hero. No, I'm not just saying that. I have migraines so bad that I have passed out several times. Who licks his Momma until she wakes up, and barks until someone comes? That's right. Oscar Mayer Man! He loves compressed raw hide, cantaloupe, sleeping in momma's bed and watching Judge Judy.

I am a professional boo boo fixer, I craft in my spare time and sell Initials Inc. I love like crazy, and sometimes hold grudges a little longer than I should. I love good peoples and good times. I miss my grandma every day. I love being a doggie-momma, but can't wait to be a real baby momma. I love to make messes. I hate cleaning them up. I have irrational fears of revolving doors and glitter.

I have a bad habit of blogging, and naming my blog after things that change. You can find my previous, kick ass writing/pics/projects at

www.RosenberghFam.blogspot.com where I wrote about being a young, newlywed, crafty things, etc. Most of the "happy" newly wed stuff was complete crap...so ignore that. This blog became obsolete when Oscar and  I got the HELL out of a very unhappy situation and came HOME!! to Virginia to be with the people we love!

www.JustwWhemandOsc.blogspot.com is where you can find the post-divorce blogging and crafting. Just me and the Osc man...livin' it up. I don't really feel that "JUST Whem and Osc" is really appropriate anymore, because we have so many important people in our lives now. We have my family, and we have Christopher...my mouse, my jellybeanz, my backbone! We love him, and he loves us.