I am pretty sure there is no better way to start a Monday than getting an early morning text from your boss saying we are closed, so we aren't working! Not that I don't like my job, I actually really do. I work for someone I actually like (which is a big deal for my experiences here with people), the work itself is easy enough and I get to put a little of my OCD to work with the reorganizing we have been doing. Not to mention, I get to bring the kids with me when I need to. They get to just hang out and play while I work. But lets face it, no one likes ending a long weekend with having to get up on Monday and go to work, so it was pretty awesome. I actually thought I was dreaming when I woke up this morning about the message I had gotten from her, so I check again, haha. Now I'm just enjoying a cup of coffee while the kids play and make unnatural amounts of noise before we really kick off our day.
Christmas went well! The kids of course got spoiled rotten. Christmas brought something else though that I was not expecting. Two things actually. First off, Grace all of a sudden decided to start going on the potty. She went every time except during naps. It has continued since then too. As soon as she gets up in the morning she tells me 'I gotta potty mommy!' So we run to the potty and she goes. I don't want to get too excited about it, but I am very very hopeful that this time is THE time! The second thing is nothing short of a miracle. Most of you know about the troubles I have had with Harley and his screaming when I have him on the leash. When I say screaming... I mean just that. Here is a video from a couple months ago:
So as you can see, I'm not exaggerating. I had been at a loss for how to correct this. He acted like he had been beaten his whole life, which is not the case! I brought him home at 7 weeks from an amazing home that I know he was never abused or neglected. It was partially my fault because I didn't start leash training right away. Keep in mind though, he does the same kind of screaming even if he just thinks he is in trouble or is being forced to do something he does not want to do. 'Pain in the ass' does not even begin to cover it. Little by little I have worked with him, but I didn't feel like I was getting anywhere.
After the kids went to bed on Christmas day, I felt brave. I decided to take Harley for a walk. I was definitely prepared to have to come right back in when the screaming got too intense. When I got home outside, I leashed him and off we went.
No screaming.
Who is this dog?? Surely this can't be MY Harley! We went a few blocks and the whole time he was just excited and happy. A few times he would try to run ahead and the lead would whip him back when he got to the end, but he still did not scream, he just laid down on the ground and looked at me all confused. I thought maybe it was a fluke, so I took him again last night and this time we went even farther. It was no fluke. We had another amazing walk, probably almost a mile. I am floored. And extremely thankful. It is amazing how a simple, peaceful walk can be so amazing.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Call off the search teams!
Hi there. Remember me? That chick who used to blog all the time? Yes, I am still alive! School took a lot out of me this semester, but it paid off. I recieved an A in both of my second term classes! I was a little surprised that I did it in my criminal justice writing course, but I did! Not bad for my first semester back at school. Now I have a month off until the next load.
So lets get down to the updates :)
Boats is officially back on push. It totally blows, but I am actually dealing with it way better than I did previously. He is hardly here, and when he is, he is understandably exhausted. The best thing I can do it to keep the kids on as normal a routine as possible.
In saying that, I should share the news that I picked up a part time job! I have to say, it is probably the best job I've ever had! Haha :) I go in while Bubba is at school and most days I bring Bug with me. It's normally just me and the Boss Lady in the office, so it is very laid back, which is so me. I got very lucky to be connected with the opportunity through a mutual friend. With Boats being on push, it just works out so perfectly.
The kids are doing great! Getting excited for Christmas of course. Bug is blooming into this sweet and loving little lady that I am so lucky to have as a part of me. Bubba is learning through testing his boundaries, but I never let him forget how much I love him no matter how much trouble he is in, and it pays off. He is the sweetest kid I know! Blondie called me recently to tell me he got 100% on his spelling test! Oh how I cannot wait to be back in California so that I can actually be there to enjoy these triumphs with him. Hopefully we will have more answers in the coming weeks as to how soon that move will be. Still praying for March!!
Harley and Kadence are alive, haha! They both love to push push push, but I wouldn't trade them for the world. I am getting a little concerned with Kadence's aggression with Harley these days. Although it is fully warranted, the little shit put her through A LOT! She still takes it to another level sometimes. She has never really hurt him, but I still worry. Harley is so in love with the kids. He follows them around, watches TV with them, tries to comfort them if they are in trouble. He was truly the best thing that has happened to our family at the time he came into our lives and proves to be just as amazing every day. Even when he is screaming his head off on the leash. And ripping a hole through the carpet, lol. I love my Harley time in the mornings before the kids get up. I have my coffee and he comes up to get some snuggles. Such a great boy. I am actually very excited at the idea of getting another pup next year after we move. It will depend on where we live in CA though as to if we can have 3 dogs. I am hoping to train him for service as well as the potential new pup, but until they are actually service dogs they still count. But that's a worry for another day.
On to the more unpleasant but necessary stuff. Blogging has always been an outlet where I feel like I can better express some of my frustrations. A common frustration for me has been the people that call themselves friends around here. Never in my life have I ever experienced so many liars, back stabbers, or quite simply just awful and fake people. I am familiar with what 'fair weather friends' are... the ones that are no where to be found when you life is experiencing some turbulence. Here however, in this place you don't find many fair weather friends. That sounds great right? Ehhh... not so much. Where the fair weather ones are scarce, the fowl weather friends are in abundance. You know... those people that only come around when life seems bad for you simply so they can be 'in the know' and have an inside scoop on the pitfalls of your current situation. What I learned about these fowl weather friends though, is that this is a defense mechanism for them. Their lives are so ridiculously boring and unfulfilled, they have this insatiable need to be involved in the bad parts of the lives of others to make themselves feel better about their pathetic existence. Then there are the friends who you might think you have this great friendship with, and then all of a sudden you realize they see you as some sort of awful person but don't have the balls to say so. I can take crap like that from the ones I couldn't care less about. The boo hoo cry babies who get their feelings hurt when they are proven wrong on one subject or another. I keep certain people at a distance because I know that they will never be a constructive person in my life. Those are the disposable people. What I am talking about are the ones who you really thought you saw eye to eye on with a lot of things, or even if you didn't, there was still a mutual respect. Then to find out all this time they have been perched on a high horse looking down their nose as though they are so much better because they hide the true issues in their lives from everyone around them. That sounds much more like a coward to me.
Maybe I should be thankful that these people have quietly stepped out of my life. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me, or confuse the hell out of me. What is important is that now I know and I can proceed accordingly. Wake up calls like that are never fun, but I just keep in mind that while they might feel smug now, their fall is much further down and it is immanent. People can have what ever opinion they want on my life, because I certainly have one about theirs and it is probably just as ugly.
So lets get down to the updates :)
Boats is officially back on push. It totally blows, but I am actually dealing with it way better than I did previously. He is hardly here, and when he is, he is understandably exhausted. The best thing I can do it to keep the kids on as normal a routine as possible.
In saying that, I should share the news that I picked up a part time job! I have to say, it is probably the best job I've ever had! Haha :) I go in while Bubba is at school and most days I bring Bug with me. It's normally just me and the Boss Lady in the office, so it is very laid back, which is so me. I got very lucky to be connected with the opportunity through a mutual friend. With Boats being on push, it just works out so perfectly.
The kids are doing great! Getting excited for Christmas of course. Bug is blooming into this sweet and loving little lady that I am so lucky to have as a part of me. Bubba is learning through testing his boundaries, but I never let him forget how much I love him no matter how much trouble he is in, and it pays off. He is the sweetest kid I know! Blondie called me recently to tell me he got 100% on his spelling test! Oh how I cannot wait to be back in California so that I can actually be there to enjoy these triumphs with him. Hopefully we will have more answers in the coming weeks as to how soon that move will be. Still praying for March!!
Harley and Kadence are alive, haha! They both love to push push push, but I wouldn't trade them for the world. I am getting a little concerned with Kadence's aggression with Harley these days. Although it is fully warranted, the little shit put her through A LOT! She still takes it to another level sometimes. She has never really hurt him, but I still worry. Harley is so in love with the kids. He follows them around, watches TV with them, tries to comfort them if they are in trouble. He was truly the best thing that has happened to our family at the time he came into our lives and proves to be just as amazing every day. Even when he is screaming his head off on the leash. And ripping a hole through the carpet, lol. I love my Harley time in the mornings before the kids get up. I have my coffee and he comes up to get some snuggles. Such a great boy. I am actually very excited at the idea of getting another pup next year after we move. It will depend on where we live in CA though as to if we can have 3 dogs. I am hoping to train him for service as well as the potential new pup, but until they are actually service dogs they still count. But that's a worry for another day.
On to the more unpleasant but necessary stuff. Blogging has always been an outlet where I feel like I can better express some of my frustrations. A common frustration for me has been the people that call themselves friends around here. Never in my life have I ever experienced so many liars, back stabbers, or quite simply just awful and fake people. I am familiar with what 'fair weather friends' are... the ones that are no where to be found when you life is experiencing some turbulence. Here however, in this place you don't find many fair weather friends. That sounds great right? Ehhh... not so much. Where the fair weather ones are scarce, the fowl weather friends are in abundance. You know... those people that only come around when life seems bad for you simply so they can be 'in the know' and have an inside scoop on the pitfalls of your current situation. What I learned about these fowl weather friends though, is that this is a defense mechanism for them. Their lives are so ridiculously boring and unfulfilled, they have this insatiable need to be involved in the bad parts of the lives of others to make themselves feel better about their pathetic existence. Then there are the friends who you might think you have this great friendship with, and then all of a sudden you realize they see you as some sort of awful person but don't have the balls to say so. I can take crap like that from the ones I couldn't care less about. The boo hoo cry babies who get their feelings hurt when they are proven wrong on one subject or another. I keep certain people at a distance because I know that they will never be a constructive person in my life. Those are the disposable people. What I am talking about are the ones who you really thought you saw eye to eye on with a lot of things, or even if you didn't, there was still a mutual respect. Then to find out all this time they have been perched on a high horse looking down their nose as though they are so much better because they hide the true issues in their lives from everyone around them. That sounds much more like a coward to me.
Maybe I should be thankful that these people have quietly stepped out of my life. I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me, or confuse the hell out of me. What is important is that now I know and I can proceed accordingly. Wake up calls like that are never fun, but I just keep in mind that while they might feel smug now, their fall is much further down and it is immanent. People can have what ever opinion they want on my life, because I certainly have one about theirs and it is probably just as ugly.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
