Saturday, February 27, 2010

My Babies Are Growing Up *tear*

I just weighed myself and the chis. All I can say is I know I need to loose weight lol, but Venus still weighs in at 13 pounds. I'm disappointed that she hasn't lost weight, but also happy that she hasn't gained any weight in about a year. Jack, however, now weighs 7 pounds! At his neuter he weighed 5 pounds and just a couple ounces, and I didn't expect him to get over 6 pounds. I weighed him 4 times, in disbelief. I'm almost sad. He's still small, compared to Dink, but I really wanted him to stay tiny. I know it's still small, but I just keep thinking of everything saying "chihuahua's don't get over 5 pounds..." what a bunch of baloney lol. I feel jipped. I feel almost as sad as when I think about Jer and I having kids and them growing up from babies, and teeny toddlers into teens.... Oh god it makes me shutter lol My babies are growing up, and I want them tiny again. Aarrgghh!

Whiny Miss Whiner Pants

Dinky is being extra whiny today. It's kinda annoying lol. She's eaten a whole bag of treats today! I think she's starting to get more upset with her daddy being gone for 3 days now. I don't know why she's so attached to him. Not that she shouldn't be, but I've been taking care of her, feeding her, and holding/cuddling with her since she was a wee pup. And, well, Jer tries, but... yeah...

And now Jack has gas... Oh god....

Thursday, February 25, 2010

"Mom, what is that noise?"

Jack is such a little cutiepie! I just can't get over how different his personality and how many different traits he has from Venus. Dink is adorable too, but this boy, I tell ya. I was watching videos on YouTube and watched one with a "Singing Chihuahua" and Jack just kept turning his head staring at the screen trying to figure out what she was screeching about. His antics make me laugh, even when I'm down.

Lonely, I'm so lonely

Well, Jer has left me with the babies. At least he's getting work done. I can't help but laugh at myself. I get so frustrated when he's home, mostly because I'm sick and he picks on me lol But I miss him so much when he's gone, I can't stand it. Venus misses him horribly when he's gone. She just lays on the couch and shakes and whines. At night she curls up on his pillows or his dirty clothes and just lays there and shakes all night. Poor baby girl.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

It's been fun, but...

I've decided I've had about enough of this cold business. I don't know why they call it a 'cold' either, I can't stop sweating! I think a week is plenty long to deal with a stuffy nose, mucusy cough, blowing my nose every 10 seconds, and my ears so build up with fluid that I can barely hear... So, yeah, cold can go buh-bye now.

In Need Of A Puppy Fix

I can't help but find myself looking at chi pups again. I know I want a long coat white chi, but I have found myself also looking at blues and blue merles. They're just so cute! I have a feeling we're going to have 10 dogs by the time we're said and done. I know it's just not possible right now for us to get another dog, but I wish so much that we could. I love my Dinky and little Jack, but I would love another tiny little girl. *Sigh* At least I can dream.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Yay! Laundry!

Jer came home last night, and is leaving again tomorrow.. But!.. he goes back to work on Monday! I'm so excited. I'll have to take him up to his bosses house and then drive back home, but he'll get his truck and trailer all ready tomorrow and start hauling dirt from Buffalo to Duluth right away Monday morning. Then hopefully they'll be starting their own company's work the week after that. Let's hope things keep going up from here. My cold's getting better, so things are slowly moving in the right direction lol :)
So, I'm spending all day today doing laundry, washing his greasy pants and coat, and packing him up for the week.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

The Silence Is Deafening

Jared left for his bosses house again this morning. Lots of work to get done and it's getting down to the wire now. I'm worried about his foot but I suppose, he's old enough to make those kind of judgements about whether or not he can drive safely. My cold is making me crabby. Surprise surprise :) My throat feels a little better today but low and behold, my nose is pluggy. There is nothing I hate more in the world than not being able to breathe through my nose. Well, maybe people eating with there mouth open... Ugh, it's a close tie. Anyway, I'm home with the dogs, debating whether or not to clean lol. Oh what fun the next few days will be!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Ugh Sickies

My inevitable seasonal cold/flu bug has hit. Every year on or around Valentines Day lol. My throat is killing me, feels like I'm getting strep again. Not fun at all... At least my nose isn't completely plugged. If I get a pluggy nose on top of not being able to talk, somebody's gonna get hurt :D HAHA! Man I love cold pills...

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Strongly Dislikes: The Waiting Game

Got an email from Jer yesterday saying he would be home today. Silly me, expecting him home in the morning.... It's after 3 now, and still no word from him all day. I hate expecting things. It makes me feel more and more nauseous as the day goes on. I mean seriously. Makes your mind wonder... Is he still doing stuff with his boss? Did he stop and see his dad (though I highly doubt that..)? Did he run out of fuel? Did he get pulled over and run into problems? Does he have to work in Duluth tomorrow making it completely ridiculous to come home? Argh!

Oh yeah.. Happy Valentines Day!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Step one in progress :)

I have begun step one of my doggie shop! I have a notebook full of ideas and plans, and am about half done with my website! I just simply cannot wait. Only stopper in the works is money lol Go figure HAHA! I will be selling spa baskets for dogs. And making my own shampoos to go with them. I'm just too excited :)

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Wishful thinking

I can't help but sit and think about how things could be different by now. Like having our own home. I love being here at my moms, but nothing beats having your own place, and I hate feeling like I'm imposing. Then I start to think about what could be different from there. Like, our third dog. I want a white, long coat chihuahua. Sure, it'll look like an odd ball with 2 black chis, but I want her anyway. Then I get to thinking about all the cute things I could do for them and buy for them if we had our own house. It would drive Jer just nuts. Oh and the cooking I could do every night. In my own full sized kitchen!
It's about then that my mind slips back down to reality, and I try not to think so much HAHA!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Another Mundane Day

It just makes me feel blah in my stomach. Nothing to do, no money, bored. Called Kelly this morning and I don't even want to talk about "Little miss poor me." I'll just get pissed off. I wish work would start for Jer. I feel like crap seeing all their plans for their company just hang there, and nothing moving forward. We're supposed to find out tomorrow if their authority has even been ordered yet, or if more people aren't doing their jobs...
The dogs are even bored today. I tried to entice them to play with me with some treats but apparently curling up between daddy's feet is more fun. Go figure.
On the plus side mom wants to take us out for dinner tonight, so that ought to be fun. It'll be the first time we've gotten out to do anything besides running to the store to quick grab some eggs and bread.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Like little grizzly bears?!?

While watching the kids play fight today, Jer made the comment how they fight like little grizzly bears. I had to laugh. The way they hop up on their back legs, bat at each other with their paws, and growl like rabid monkeys is enough to make Scrooge laugh lol. Now they're fighting over a bully stick. Two isn't good enough for 2 dogs. No sir. Two bully sticks is only enough for one dog. Three is also only enough for one dog. Four? Well, 4 bully sticks can usually be shared, but someone gets a stock pile of 3, and whoever gets stuck with the one, gets the smallest one there is.

He makes me smile

Jack is such a little monkey lol. Since we've moved, and we're not forced to live in a 8x8 bedroom, he's found so many new places to play and hide out. Dink of course found a spot on the couch and just burrows under her blanket like she always did on our bed all day. But Jack has decided that his new favorite spot is on the back of the love seat, with his front legs resting on whoever is sitting there lol. You can barely feel he's there, and if you turn to look at him, he just cocks his head at you, and quick jumps forward to lick you in the face, then jumps down and runs off.
I gave him and Dink a "waterless" bath last night. Though I can't figure out why they call it waterless. It's liquid, hence, mostly water. They should really call it "rinse-less bath spray" or something like that. But anyway... he froze up and probably thought I was trying to spray him to death or something. But I finally finish, and dry him off a bit, and he tears off like a mad-man. Then stops, starts shaking his whole body for about 5 seconds, then tears off again. Well, after about an hour and I stop laughing, I pick him up, wrap him up in a blanket, and he just looks at me. "I was trying to finish drying myself off mom, what the hell?" "Sorry Jack, I thought you were cold, so I wanted to warm you up!" "I know where the blanket is mom, I wanna play now..."

Friday, February 5, 2010


I just feel off today. Can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but I just feel like I want to break down and cry. I'm still a little upset about everything that happened with the move, and keep thinking of little things that got left behind. Nothing really important or anything, but just things like "Hey, I could really use... oh... wait." Things like our comforter. Mom has a comforter, but it's too small for us. We had a bigger one because we're both blanket hogs lol. And my recipe box. Not that I cook a whole lot, and most of the recipes were either printed off the internet, or cut out of magazines or backs of boxes, but it was nice to have. And I feel absolutely horrible that we weren't able to grab Jared's books or records. I know these are worth gettting away from the seventh circle of hell... but it's just bringing me down. And even though I feel like I've put it in the back of my head, I still feel overwhelmed with sadness.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

When will some people learn?

Jared's step-mom called 6 times last night, starting at midnight, til 6 am. Drunk, I'm sure, trying to make us feel guilty for leaving her b.s. behind us. I have never disliked someone so much my entire life. Now I know I have a lot of life to live yet (I hope) but this woman drives us both mental. And when it started to rip apart our relationship, we left. I'm sorry, but nothing in this life is more important than my family. My family: my mom, step-dad, and their son, my dad, step-mom, and their 3 sons, and of course Jared, Dink, and Jack. I do care about Jared's dad, but after all the hell his wife has put me through in the past year, and all the she's put Jared through in the past 4 years, I wouldn't consider her family if someone paid me $10 million. We've been gone a week, yesterday. I've tried to keep in touch with emails and a couple phone calls, but (this is why I think she had to have been drunk) she doesn't remember any of it. And of course it's all our fault, because she's perfect. People like her make me sick to my stomach. Actually, she literally makes me throw up every time I see her missed calls on our phone, or her name show up on an email in my inbox.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

My "Tawny Scawny Lion"

This was one of my favorite books when I was little. I made my mom read it to me all the time. But that's the first thing that pops in my head when I look at Jack lately. I don't know if it's just the size contrast, because Dink is so big, and Jack is like 10 pounds smaller than her, or what, but he just looks unbelievably thin. No, his ribs aren't showing or anything like that. But his waist is just.... scary looking.... I don't know how else to describe it. I let him out into the living room this morning and left Dinky in the bedroom to give Jack a chance at some uninterrupted food time. Dink is horrible about driving Jack away from his bowl. Either because she thinks his food is better (even though they eat the exact same food) or other times just because she wants to play, and of course, that's more important than him trying to eat. I've been giving him a regular fingertip full of Nutri-Cal everyday to kinda boost his calories, and get him some extra vitamins. Jer's worried that he's too energetic, and he's burning too much body fat. Which I never thought about. He is a very energetic puppy. But I don't know if how energetic he is is normal or not. Dink grew up in the semi with us, basically being trained to be a lap dog lol. Poor girl. She runs around a lot now, but she didn't have much room to in the truck, unless we stopped somewhere safe enough for me to take her out on a walk. Now Jack, he's another story. He's like a rocket ship shooting around on the floor. It makes me so happy to see him running around playing and so happy with Dink, but is there a such thing as too much running around?

Monday, February 1, 2010

Kinda bummed

Today kinda brought down my good mood. No work for Jared, so all of our plans are basically put on hold again. No money for food or gas. Jared's boss is selling his truck, so Jared has to bring the truck he drives all the way back up to him. Which aught to be interesting considering he'll have no way to get back home. I'm starting to think that life isn't supposed to be fair even at the least. We get a half a step forward and get dumped 5 steps back. All because someone needs to get all their trucks to work before worrying about anyone else, screwing over both John and Jared. It's just driving me mental. I mean seriously, how are people supposed to live? You promise someone and their employee work on Monday, there damn well better we work on Monday. Not "Oh, well I had an extra truck of my own to put to work, so f*** you."