Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Our dog Dana is appearing to have a split personality. Most of the time she is your normal dog; happy, lazy, friendly. When we first got her I used to joke that she was a little lacking in the brains department. Maybe she heard me.
First off, Dana is extremely friendly. When kids come over to the house I tell them I tell them that Dana is an attack dog and they all laugh at me. She has never bitten anyone, is extremely affectionate, and if no is generally very needy of affection. She also is a little timid. She sleeps in Anna's bed, but sometimes will hide under Anna's bed during the night. This is pretty funny because Dana weighs probably 80 pounds, and can barely fit under her bed. When I wake up Anna in the morning, I hear the "thump-thump-thump" of Dana's tale, as she squirms out from her hiding place that is only barely larger than her torso.
But Dana has a dark side. She's kind of like Batman. Well not really. Maybe if Batman was a dog and really liked cereal. When no one is around to watch, she likes to get into things and chew stuff up. Last night, for example, she went downstairs, got into the pantry, got an opened box of Lucky Charms off of the shelf and brought it up to Anna's room. As if that wasn't enough, she also brought a roll of paper towels still in the plastic wrapping. Then she opened the box of Lucky Charms while up in Anna's room, and chewed up the paper towels. I guess I should be grateful, if she had gotten the milk there could have been a real mess.
Another time Dana was left at home by herself. She went upstairs and into Kathleen's office, and opened the closet door, and retrieved a skein of yarn. She then took the yarn downstairs, and only then began to methodically chew it up into pieces. What I found interesting is that I am not sure how Dana knew the yarn was there. I mean, did she methodically go through all of the closets upstairs until the she found the yarn and then say, "yeah, yarn, I can work with that" to herself and take it downstairs? On occasion I have been known to wake up and go downstairs to the kitchen and have a midnight snack. Dana usually wakes up and comes down to join me, but not until I either open the refrigerator or pantry door. I can be knocking around for half an hour, but when that fridge door opens, I can here the strange waddling noise as she un-squeezes herself from under Anna's bed. So I half to revise my original assessment of Dana, that maybe she isn't lacking in the brains department. She just chooses to appear a little simple, at
least until you're not looking. I can live with that.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
"I love you forever,
I'll like you for allways,
As long as I'm living,
My baby you'll be.
Which is of course taken directly from the book "Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch, My kids call it the book that makes dad cry.
"How much time left? Can I have 2 batteries and a light? Can I have my my tape box?
P.S. You HATE me and you know it.
P.S.S. Write on the back of this."
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Saturday, March 01, 2008
to run into the supermarket for something, so Sam and I were waiting
out in the supermarket parking lot. Sam leaned over to me
conspiratorially. "Can I tell you something." He asked.
"About mom." He was still whispering.
"She sold your shirts in that store." He pointed across the street to
a dry cleaner. I figured Kathleen must have dropped off some of my
shirts to be cleaned earlier that day.
"Wow, she sold my shirts?"
"Well, what should I do about it?"
"You should hit her in the bed with a bat!" Sam said, and he had this
weird little look in his face. To be honest it freaked me out a
"I should hit her in the head with a bat?"
"Maybe I should just give mom a time out."
"No, that would be mean."
"Not meaner than hitting her in the head with a bat!" I said and we
both broke out laughing. Kathleen came out of the store a few moments