Monday, September 24, 2007

Baby sign language

We have recently been trying to teach BAB baby sign language. I know the controversy on it. But I think that it would be beneficial to her so we are going for it. She will talk. I have no worries. Telling me off in sign language is not as effective as yelling or screaming. Considering that she already yells at me when she is mad I have no worries. So the first one we did was 'all done'. This is done with 2 hands waving back and forth. It took pilot 1 hour to get her to do it. I gave up. You would have thought we were threatening to rip her arms off! We would take her arms to do the motion and she would rip her arms away and scream like we were commiting a crime against her dainty little fingers. OY! Can you say DRAMA QUEEN! However once she figured it out she is fine and does it everytime. Well, alot of times it takes about a half hour. But she just sits and plays with her cup until she does. Maybe she just wants to sit there and she really isnt done...... I don't know! This morning I was trying to teach her 'eat'. That went over like a lead balloon. But it took only about 15 minutes this time. Next will be 'more'. I can't wait.....

Pink Dyson

OK, I love Dysons. I do not have one, but I really want one. I pay homage to them when I see them in the store hoping some rich lady will take pity on me and buy me one. With 2 cats and a dog I need a vacuum that works. My floor looks like a barnyard the moment I turn off the vacuum. So they are giving a breast cancer awareness dyson away. And it is pink! Check it out!

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Sheila was sent to the corner

My dog has decided that TJ and Bruce's puppy is her friend and needs to be protected. Which doesn't surprise me much. At doggy obedience class she insisted on barking her very loud get the crap away from Gus bark in an inclosed area. So the trainer said I had to put Sheila in the corner for 2 minutes. Believe it or not it actually stopped her from doing it. Even after she got out of time out. hee hee

Oh the horrors of teething

BAB is teething once again. She has started this new drama queen act. (of which doesn't fool anybody) I have mastered 'the look'! (I am so proud of myself!) So when I give her the 'the look' she falls to the floor and cries like I have caused some unseen horror against humanity. I have to laugh every time. I do believe if she knew how to she would put her arm up against her forehead damsel-in-distress style. She is a little drama queen for sure.

And I do believe she glared at me in the car the other day. She was screaming and I turned around and said 'no screaming'. And if I am correct I think she actually glared at me. That to I laughed at. Mind you it will not be so funny in 10 years when she does this, but I feel pretty confident that looks do no kill so I laugh and go on. I told my mom about the glare and she told me again 'you reap what you sew'. I'm starting to see a trend......

Monday, September 10, 2007

Monday Blahs

Today was yucky out. Which never helps a mood. BAB has been teething and is in a grumpy mood. Which mostly goes with screaming, whining, and in general being a big boob. She didn't get good naps today because the naughty little girl next door and her friend think its fun to not only ride their bikes up and down my drive way, but also right in front of my house screaming at the top of their lungs. I told them that they could not ride their bikes in our driveway because they kept waking up BAB. But I couldn't do much about the sidewalk in front of my house. I guess I could be the evil cat lady that lives next door..... Anyway, so I put her down early tonight and she actually went to sleep right away. So now I am sitting here bored stiff because I have no book to read and there is nothing on TV. BAH! I tried bugging my dog, but she just got huffy and went across the room. My cats are outside giving me the stink eye because it is raining (even though they are half way across the field doing this).

Sunday, September 9, 2007

high larious

I found this on the internet the other day. I almost peed my pants laughing so hard. I thought you all might enjoy it.

The Occupational Safety & Health Administration (OSHA) has determined that the maximum safe load capacity on my butt is two persons at one time unless I install handrails or safety straps. As you have arrived sixth in line to ride my butt today, please take a number and wait your turn. Thank you.

Where is my dog?

To set this story up I need to first say that I have the weirdest neighbors. They are terribly um..... ok, let's put it this way- I am from the way country and the community is 99% white with the other percent being hispanic. We live in the small town of this community that has about 2 blocks each way from the yellow light in the middle of town. Next door the teenagers all smoke and have many a guy hanging around causing all kinds of mischeif. They are constantly swearing at each other and yelling at each other. There is a boyfriend and girlfriend living there along with the girlfriend's brother that is still in school, the girl friend's 3 daughters (17, 15, and 5) the boyfriend's 2 sons (I'm not really sure how old they are! Older teens..) and 2 very old Labs. The youngest girl is always in our yard playing with our toys and being obnoxious. I can't stand her. She is the rudest little girl I know and I would like to ring her little neck sometimes. The only reason I don't is because I know it is only her parents fault. She is always outside alone or with a few friends. I assume it is because they don't want her inside where she can see them doing their drugs and drinking. We live on a 1/2 acre of a lot in this small town and I assume theirs is about the same. They have a chicken Coop and a cage of rabbits in the back. But before that they let the chickens around all over town. They would always poop on my deck and I would get really pissed and try to kick them off if I saw them. I tried to be nice about it, but I had had it when I found chicken crap on my shoe for the 3rd time. The fact that when my dad comes over he plants himself on the sofa and watches the neighbors the whole time instead of watching TV should speak for itself.

So I let Sheila out a couple hours previous and hadn't seen her in a little while. So after putting BAB to bed I decided to investigate. I called her and she didn't not come which is very unusual for her since she usually comes hightailing it in. So I walked around the house and didn't find her and decided to go behind the garage. I saw her amongst the neighbor's chicken coop much to my chagrin. I called her over and soon realized she was INSIDE the coop!!!!! I was like "OMG get your everlovein' hide out of there!!!!" I soon realized she did not know how to get out. So I ran back in and did the only thing a 26 year old independent woman would do - I called my mommmy. She told me like any sane person that I needed to go tell my neighbors that my dog was in their coop. I said "I don't want to. You can't make me." She laughed and then repeated that I really did need to. So as I was talking to her I saw the neighbors running out there and decided to wait it out. So she comes storming up to my door. " I was wondering if you could turn the shocker ( I have wireless invisible fence) up on your dog. She was INSIDE out chicken coop." I was all angelic like "What? I'm sorry. I hope she didn't get any chickens?" That seemed to calm her down for the meantime. So I went about my business. The next day I noticed the neighbor girl once again riding in my drive way. I walked to the kitchen to look out and noticed that she was IN my garage. SO I walked over to the neighbors and said "I was wondering if you could keep a better eye on your daughter. She was INSIDE my garage." Ok so I didn't but I really felt like it. I hate living in town. I want to move tomorrow, please.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

I'm still alive

Ok so it has been awhile since I have blogged. Sorry! A few things have been going on around here. I am getting freaking huge! BAH! I mean its not all that bad.I have an excuse this time! The doctor said I have only gained 10 lbs., but I am not so sure. I think their weight machine just happen to break when I got on because I feel like I have gained about 30 lbs. From here on out I should be gaining a pound a week. Which would bring me up to 28 lbs. gained total if all goes as 'planned'. Which doesn't sound so scary I suppose. Actually I think at the end maybe I am suppose to gain 2 lbs. a week..... hmmmmm....... Ok I am going to go work out tomorrow. Is it bad that I am thinking that I am hungry right now?

Next big thing is I took Sheila to obedience class last night. I know, that was killer news. Peel your self from the wall and sit back down. My sister in law TJ and I took both our dogs last night in the same car. I think we both took retard pills earlier that day too. She has a 6 months old Australian Shepard and mine is a year old Australian Shepard. They get along great, but like to play and wrestle. We ended up stopping and I sat in the back with Sheila and Gus, her puppy sat in the front with her. So in essence I got put in back with the dogs.... hmmmmm......... Next time I think we will bring the truck and put them in the back! Other then that they both did well. I have to teach Sheila to heal. That went over like a super leaded balloon. But I will triumph. I swear!

I think that is all the excitement I can dole out for now. I should go and read since BAB is taking a nap right now! YAY! Maybe eat a snack.......