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Friday, April 29

Free to any home

Purebred Pomeranian male, 2 years old. Honey in color, loco in temperment.

I just went upstairs to go to bed, pulled back the duvet to discover that Ellie CRAPPED IN MY BED!!!

Why, oh why are you doing this to me, goddess of the household pet?!

Another quiz

You know I am hooked, so here is another one:
(Note that the photo highly resembles me!)
You are a Princess, accustomed to only the
best. Elegant and poised, you believe in High
Standards, and like your standards to be met.
You are gracious and kind, to those you find
deserving; but woe betide anyone who does not
meet your standards, you would dismiss them
with a casual wave of your hand. Not only do
you set high standards for others, you set them
for yourself also, and sometimes find yourself
struggling to meet them. .Most of your life you
have gained what you wanted, probably an only
or youngest child, you put you first! However,
saying that, you are not entirely self-centred,
only you have learnt to put yourself first.
When moved, you are capable of empathy and
kindness, and would willingly do your best to
help others; but your life so far has taught
you, that you must come first. You are also
well learned.

At your best, you are kind,
gracious, noble and focused; at your worst you
are selfish, dismissive and stubborn. If you
don't agree with something, you would nod your
head graciously, and refuse to be swayed.

are special, and everyone should know that.

Are you a Princess, Enchantress, Faerie, Mermaid or Toad? (with pictures!)
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Wednesday, April 27

Your dog does what?

Being back at work for just over a week now, I get to wear some of my most attractive pieces of footwear. And since it is spring, I can get the most out of my collection of open-toed heels. I'm becoming known in my office for my selection in shoes and have received many a compliment for my feet's accessories! I enjoy my footwear and could bore you to tears talking about my passion for an eclectic mix of styles and brands. Heck, you yawned at the first sentence of this post! So, dear friend, I will get to the point:

Ellie pees on my feet. That's right- he suffers from Happy Pee.

Having not set eyes on the girl he most adores for close to 12 hours each day, Ellie becomes quite animated the moment I step my stylish foot in the door. Jumping up and down and barking for joy, he will not allow me to remove my shoes first thing. He's a Pomeranian, for goodness sake, and he comes first! And if any of you have ever known a Pom, you know how excitable they can be. To put it mildly. Ellie becomes *so* excited that if he wore jeans, he would literally pee his pants the second he comes in contact with me. I didn't learn this until last Thursday.

I was outfitted in my fuschia suede thong sandals embellished with crystals- an incredible find at a sample sale!- when Ellie came running toward me, hopping up and down on his hind legs, scratching my legs while waiting for me, in turn, to scratch his ears. I was just about to kick off my heels, instead about to kick Ellie in the gut, when the happy pee came dripping onto the strap of my sandal.

I screamed, I yelled, I ewwww-ed, I cried! The frickin dog peed on my foot! And not just any foot. He peed on the foot that was wearing my crystal and suede shoes! How could the dog do this to me? Does he not realize How. Much. I. Love. Shoes.???

Heck No! He's a Dog, for cripe's sake!

From this taxing episode- (I was so traumatized by this that the memory is in slow motion. Really!)- I have learned to remove my shoes *before* stepping foot in the door. Had I not done so on Monday, my Cole Haan brocade pumps (remember those?) would be toast.

The probing questions

I'm hooked on these survey thingys that provide answers to questions I ponder often such as, 'What is my inner European?', and, 'Does my English cut the mustard?'. (My inner european is French and my English skills are, well, I scored 100% on both grammar and punctuation! Thanks to Mrs. Norwood and those Language Lightbulb awards I strived to achieve in her fifth grade class!)

If I have ever wondered what city in America would fit me best, I come to this site and take a little survey. Need to know my Japanese name? How about my Irish name? What age will I die? Which age do I most act like? Do I think more with my left brain or my right? How normal am I? How's my taste in music?

I find the answers here.

And in case you are wondering:

American Cities that best fit me are 65% Seattle, 60% Honolulu, 60% Los Angeles, 60% Miami, 55% Austin
My Japanese name is Sada Aburakoji
My Irish name is Duvessa Lynch
I will die when I am 82
I act the age of 31
I am 50/50 when it comes to being left brained or right brained
I am 45% normal
My taste in music?
80's Alternative: Highest Influence
80's R&B: High Influence
90's Alternative: High Influence
Old School Hip Hop: High Influence
80's Pop: Medium Influence
Alternative Rock: Medium Influence
Classic Rock: Medium Influence
Progressive Rock: Medium Influence
Punk: Medium Influence
90's Pop: Low Influence
90's Rock: Low Influence
Adult Alternative: Low Influence
Dance: Low Influence
Hip Hop: Low Influence
Ska: Low Influence

So I feel a lot better about myself, now that I have the answers to some of the questions that keep me awake at night......

Thursday, April 21

Judge not, lest ye be judged

Can I just take a moment to rant, not at length mind you since I do have to go to bed. But I must get this off my mind.

Tonight I was praising my neighbors for the way they are bringing up their kids, and I get chastised by other moms for *not* judging them. Give me a flipping break. The woman who I was talking to inferred that I need to get over it when I said that I was having trouble getting my daughter to eat the well balanced meals I prepare. She said this as she was eating M*M's.

Why do the mothers of my daughter's peers have to act like this? Why can they not respect the fact that each of us chooses to raise our children the way we see fit? C'mon! To basically put me down for wanting to ensure my child eats healthfully and builds friendships with children of caring, involved parents is frightening to me. What kind of example are these moms setting for their daughters? I did stand up for myself, and my neighbors, but was quite shocked and dismayed that I even had to.

I was at Girl Scouts, for crying out loud!

Monday, April 18

She moves in mysterious ways

Bellydance class tonight
moving my hips to the sound of the drum
figure eights
hip tilts
rib slides
snake arms
break out the zils and add some rhythm

concentrating on the muscles in my stomach
stretching parts that have not moved in years
(so it seems)
remembering the dance that makes me happy

Bellydance class tonight
moving my hips to the sound of the music
working my body
soothing my soul

Sunday, April 17

Off the dole

I am pleased to announce that this morning was the last time I filed for unemployment!!! I have accepted a position with a fabulous e-commerce company and will begin my new journey tomorrow. Finally- getting back to establishing my daily routine balancing home life with work. I couldn't be happier!

Sunday, April 10

Star Snores

My husband snores. He snores so loud that often I am often awoken from a most pleasant dream scared that the furnace has just blown up. When his snores are this bothersome to me, I will reach over and turn his head, or ask him to roll over. Some nights he yells that I am slapping him in the face. I'm not really slapping- I'm simply tapping his cheek, but in the dark and half conscious, our perceptions are intensified.

One night, his snoring took on a geyser like, death lord sound. I tried to get him to roll over, saying, 'Stop snoring!! You sound like Darth Vadar!' Scott, sound asleep, yelled back, 'I AM Darth Vadar!' and he kept on snoring.

Each morning, I give him the report on how many times he woke me up and he always comes back with, 'Well you snore, but I don't let it bother me!' Me? Snore? Oh, that does not happen......

Last night, as usual, our daughter slept in bed with us. This morning, deciding if we should get out of bed to have coffee or lay under the warmth of the duvet, my daughter had to tell me something. She said, "Mommy, I have to tell you something about snoring. *You* snore! And when you snore, you sound like you are a Wookie!"

I layed there, thinking about her description and how I perceive Scott while he snores. And how our bed turns into Star Snores each night.

This has been Episode 1......Pleghmton Menace.

Tuesday, April 5

More on the crazy dog

So we have a pet door in our basement. The cats come in and out as they please, and occasionally, a raccoon has made his way in trying to steal an entire bucket of food. (That's right- caught him dragging it across the floor!)

We have encouraged the dog to go out the pet door when he has to do his business. Does he? The answer is no. He exits the pet door to go sit in the driveway to wait for me. That, or to go outback to eat grass.

Then he comes back in and vomits on the floor. Then he poops there, too.

Saturday, April 2

The Golden Rule

Today I missed it- the Jehovah's Witnesses knocking on the door to ask if I have accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior. (I'm a self proclaimed Jewish Buddhist so the answer would be No.)

I always thought it was an urban myth: people who were true believers in the big JC, dressed in their finest, knocking on doors to read scripture and hope to convert the lost. But no, it is a reality! This morning, while I was out with my daughter, 2 women came a knocking. After being yelled at by the dog, they asked my husband if they could read him a piece of scripture about Jesus Christ and the Golden Rule. He said that he did not have time as he literally just got out of the shower and needed to go to work. He also told them he appreciated their kind thoughts and wished them a pleasant day.

The Golden Rule is found in nearly all writings, or scriptures, of just about every religion:

"Blessed is he who preferreth his brother before himself."
Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Baha'u'llah, 71
"Hurt not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful."
- Udana-Varga, 5:18
"All things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them."
Matthew 7:12
"Do not unto others what you would not have them do unto you."
Analects 15:23
"This is the sum of duty: do naught unto others which would cause you pain if done to you."
Mahabharata 5:1517
"No one of you is a believer until he desires for his brother that which he desires for himself."
- Sunnah
"In happiness and suffering, in joy and grief, we should regard all creatures as we regard our own self."
- Lord Mahavira, 24th Tirthankara
"What is hateful to you, do not to your fellow man. That is the law: all the rest is commentary."
Talmud, Shabbat 31a
Native American:
"Respect for all life is the foundation."
The Great Law of Peace
"Don't create enmity with anyone as God is within everyone."
- Guru Arjan Devji 259, Guru Granth Sahib
"That nature only is good when it shall not do unto another whatever is not good for its own self."
Dadistan-i-Dinik, 94:5

I am glad that there were nicely dressed women going door to door, taking a moment to remind of this global principle. With the world interacting as it does, it's time to we realized the impact our actions have on the lives of others.