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(no subject) [Jul. 23rd, 2010|03:03 pm]
We were out for a few hours last night and came home to find the dog had gotten into the bathroom garbage and strewn chewed up, shredded sanitary napkins throughout the house. I mean, everywhere. It was pretty disgusting. Worse than him eating the cat litter. Miranda had gone upstairs first and said --oh, Chestnut chewed up a whole roll of toilet paper! And then I came upstairs and realized what it was. I got most of it picked up but today I realized there will still tiny shredded pieces everywhere and it's just so hot I feel as though I can't breathe, I just don't want to run the vacuum.

Everything is all vacuumed now, and I think I'm going to have to start vacuuming two or three times a week instead of just once, the vacuum was full of pet hair. And I might be the slightest bit hungover from sitting at a friend's house until very late drinking wine. And I need to sew a birthday gift for the party Ivy's going to tomorrow.

How is that for most boring post ever? It's not even a proper entry, it's cobbled together from posts from a parenting forum.

One of the dogs at the shelter bit me yesterday. He didn't break the skin, but left a huge bruise and tore my shorts. I was taking him out of his kennel and he started barking and lunging at another dog in her kennel, I tugged on the leash and he turned and nipped me hard. And I know you shouldn't jerk the leash like that when a dog is being aggressive--I watch It's Me or the Dog! I'm an expert! (although I can't stand Victoria Stilwell's personality. But I think she's an excellent trainer). It caught me off guard though. Next time I'll remember to keep him on short leash so he won't get so worked up.

We've been fostering kittens for two months straight, three different batches. The last one included the mama cat as well, we just took them back yesterday. I like helping out, and the kids adored watching the mama cat look after her babies, but I'm so glad to have litter pans and cat food bowls out of my sewing room, to be able to keep the door open and get some air circulating through. Miranda and Ivy want to get some more, but I think I'm going to wait until next week to see if the shelter has any available.
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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2010|02:09 pm]
Hung a load of laundry and put another in to wash. Fed and watered 11 animals (holy crap). Fed one kid. Scooped litter boxes and took the dog out. Changed all the bedding in the kitten room (formerly known as my sewing room). Ran a load of dishes. Straightened up Ivy's room a bit. Made a tent for Ivy and her friend in the backyard, brought out snacks and set up her portable DVD player (at least they are outside). Poured my third cup of coffee and remembered a glass of water as well. Feel justified in considering doing nothing else for the rest of the day.
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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2010|12:58 pm]
Summer is the season I'm least enthusiastic about. It's hot, I sweat an embarrassing amount, every where is crowded. I probably wrote the same entry last summer, including the part about writing the same entry.

We decided not to send the girls to Zoo Camp this summer, despite the fact that Ivy adores it. Brian felt they should try something new, but then we dicked around on finding something new until it was too late. But we were able to get into the zoo family overnight campout, so that should be fun. It's next weekend. Just me and the girls, Brian gets a guys night out--well, night in since we'll have the car.

Mostly I'm just wasting time, I feel. We've been doing summer stuff on the weekends, but weekdays I'm feeling bogged down, and I'm not even working for the summer. I've been trying to get to the city of Cleveland pools, since they are free and don't have a residency requirement. I guess most of the suburbs are snooty about driving into Cleveland for a free pool, but I don't care--especially since I don't have a swimsuit, and I'm not going to pay admission to a pool just to watch Ivy play in the water. Which sounds pretty selfish when I put it in writing so maybe I'll reconsider.

I probably should give myself credit for all the animals we've been looking after. Miranda and I are still volunteering as dog walkers at one of the local shelters, as well as fostering kittens. We had a puppy for a week a few months ago, and when we took him back, took some kittens. They need to be two pounds for their spay surgery, so we just take care of them until they get up to that weight. Now we have a mom cat and her five babies. Much of my day involves feeding animals and scooping poop. But the girls are delighted and they are pretty cute. Here's some pictures of the last batch (the link takes you to my blog)
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(no subject) [May. 29th, 2010|03:40 pm]
6 names? There's not a whole lot you can do with Donna. I'm either Donna or Mom.

1. A sort of golden skirt made from a sari I found at the thrift shop
2. An x-large man's black t-shirt. I buy them in packs of three and that's my wardrobe. I'm pretty stylish.
3. Men's boxers over my underwear so I don't get chub rub. I'm pretty hot.

1. To have our debt magically disappear. Or even if we could just actually pay it off
2. For the day to be over so I could have a glass of wine.
3. I'm actually kind of content right now. A glass of fizzy water would be good. Earlier I wanted very badly to eat my lunch without my daughter nagging me

I'm not even sure how many people still even post on Livejournal any more.

1. Worked. I'm House Manager at a local stage theater, it was hot and airless in the un-air-conditioned theater last night. It's going to be the same tonight
2. Watched half of a Japanese drama before getting too sleepy to stay up any longer
3.Took a puppy outside to pee

I hate talking on the phone and avoid it as much as possible. I did talk to the foster care co-ordinator at the local shelter about our new foster puppy.

1. I'm not going to work (at my job). It's been a few weeks since I had a Sunday off. Not sure what I will do with it. Probably go grocery shopping and fold laundry.

1. coffee
2. fizzy water
3. Bourbon and ginger

1. Three? I know this foster puppy is making me smile a lot. He's really cute. I think I like puppies more than babies. Actually, I know I do or I'd be fostering humans instead of dogs.
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(no subject) [Apr. 11th, 2010|11:48 am]
Brian made a mistake with his withholdings and we owe federal tax this year. Not a huge amount--I think 600 dollars, but disappointing not to get a refund. Although it probably would have just gone toward the things we would have been neglecting with the smaller paychecks Brian would have been receiving.

Have to work all day again--yesterday I worked a special matinee and then the evening show, today is just a matinee. Brian's been awesome about doing stuff with the girls--yesterday he took them to the thrift shop and the park for hiking, today he's taking them for haircuts and to the library. And he let me sleep in while he took out the dog.
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(no subject) [Oct. 27th, 2009|10:38 pm]
There are so many stray cats in this neighborhood, or maybe they are cats that people let roam because they all seem to be fairly well cared for. But several times a year there is usually a new litter of kittens roaming around. There was one back in the spring, some kids down the street were sort of looking after the kittens--mostly tormenting them by carrying them around and playing with them as though they were big furry dolls. But then a few weeks ago a stray cat started coming around our yard, looking a lot like one of the kittens and he seemed about the right age, that lanky teenager look that cats seem to get around 9 months or so. And so friendly, he'd sit outside our door waiting for us, and roll on his back to have his tummy scratched. After I saw him rummaging in the neighbors garbage I started putting out food for him--even though I knew that was just inviting him to hang around more and I was probably going to regret it. But he was just so sweet I didn't want him to go hungry. And then of course the girls started talking about adopting him and couldn't we please just take him in the house--they named him Louie. But with three cats I don't want to take in any more, I want to be realistic about my limits and three cats is enough. So I assured them he'd be fine outside, look at all the other stray cats that did fine, we'd put out food and even make him a little bed out of a box with a towel in it. I figured we could at least take him to the local Animal Protective League for their capture, neuter and release program, for 25.00 they'd neuter him and then at least he wouldn't be contributing to the kitten population.

Then last Thursday I came out on the porch to see if he was around--I liked to put out his food when he was right there so other cats wouldn't eat it. And he was curled up in his box bed, his poor little face all battered and bloody. It looked like he had a broken jaw. We got him in a cat carrier and Brian took him to the APL--they will accept sick or injured stray animals at no cost. Unfortunately though, euthanasia is the only option as they don't have the facilities for an animal in recovery. But I figured at least he wouldn't be suffering, I just felt so awful that he'd been hurt. I have no idea how it happened.

Miranda and I have been working as volunteer dog walkers at the APL, so I emailed one of the staff to see if she knew anything about Louie. She said they really went back and forth on what to do with him, but he was just so sweet they decided to use the Second Chance fund to fix him up. He's had surgery and hopefully it won't be long before he's able to be adopted. We still aren't going to be able to take him, but the APL doesn't euthanize for space reasons so he will find a home eventually.
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(no subject) [Dec. 23rd, 2008|12:47 pm]
I keep meaning to post about how busy I am with work, but I'm just so busy. Santaland Diaries opened the weekend after Thanksgiving, and has been running Wednesday through Sunday, with an extra different show afterwards on Friday and Saturday. But tonight it closes, hurrah. It's such a fun job, I really love it but it will be good to be at home. Tomorrow I'm going to cook a leisurely dinner instead of having to rush--roast chicken, mashed potatoes, broccoli.

You can see our Christmas decorations on the outside of the house here:
(this is just a link to my blog, I figured it served the same purpose as an LJ cut)

I really thought I had more to say. I've been composing all sorts of mental posts over the past few weeks. I've been doing pretty good with the holiday stuff--we made gingerbread houses, and went to the Giant Candyland at a local park, and Brian took them to the Holiday Festival at the museums (I had to work). I tried not to stress myself by making everything for the girls, but I still ended up trying to make too much (the felted boots are what totally threw me, and I need to go check on them in the washing machine to see if they felted properly, but I'm scared). Brian is taking them to see Peter Pan this afternoon and I'm hoping to finish up the details on a few other gifts.

Oh look, saved draft from Saturday!

Things are still moving along in an okay manner. I've finished with the Christmas gifts, there were some other things I wanted to make but I can just do them in January, they were going to be clothing items anyway. I almost ruined the felted boots, Miranda's were HUGE, so I cut them down about 2 inches, reseamed them then threw them in the washing machine to felt the seams a little more and they felted a lot. They were almost too small but I was able to block them and stretch them somewhat. They would have probably been perfect if I had left them alone.

Tonight we are going out to look at Christmas lights, which I love doing and the rest of the family is a little bored by it, I think.
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If I Had a Murloc [Oct. 11th, 2008|06:23 pm]
Mrgll Mrgll Mrgll

Ivy has been going back and forth between being a dragon or a Murloc for Halloween. I was pushing for dragon, since she already has a hooded sweatshirt that could work as a dragon costume, and I had some leftover green fleece to make pants. But the Murloc costume won, or more specifically, Murky the Baby Murloc.

And here he is, rendered in polar fleece

The body is a simple one piece bodysuit that fastens in the back, the headpiece is a separate hood. It's made of polar fleece, with a felt eyes and tooth. I'm pretty dang proud of it, although it's going to be yet another Halloween where we specialize in costumes no one else can recognize.

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(no subject) [Sep. 24th, 2008|03:01 pm]
I took a package to the post office today and on the way back stopped at Discount Drug Mart for milk. While walking to the coolers in the back of the store, I saw La Choy Chow Mein on the shelf. I didn't think it even existed anymore, but apparently it does. This was the only "Chinese" food I ever had as a kid, I didn't taste the real kind until I was in high school and spent the night at a friend's house when they got takeout Chinese. I don't know if I'd exactly call it "comfort food", but I do have nostalgic memories of it--the slippery, soggy vegetables, the three chunks of meat swimming in sauce in the separate can, the crunchy fried noodles. I really want some right now. I doubt the girls will eat it--too many things mixed together--but they might surprise me. I think I'll ride it out and if in a few days I'm still thinking about it I'm going back to buy some.

Last night I had a bad headache and menstrual cramps so I laid down with Ivy around 9PM and fell asleep which is ridiculous early for me. I woke up this morning at 6AM, also ridiculous early for me. Now I have a pork roast in the crock pot, sticky rice soaking, laundry is done, package delivered--and there's still a ton of crap that could be done.

I think we'll head over to the library to check out the after school activities.
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(no subject) [Sep. 15th, 2008|01:23 pm]
The trip to the waterpark last Friday went so well, with the girls so well behaved that I am now inspired to do all sorts of crazy things on my own with them. Brian's work retreat might be the week of the homeschooler's gathering at the waterpark in February? No problem! I can take them on my own! (which if it did happen, would actually probably be easier than taking them on my own last Friday as they'd have friends to run around with).

What really stresses me about places like this--waterparks, carnivals, amusement parks--is just the sheer amount of want. And while certainly my kids are old enough to understand they can't have everything, I also remember as a kid never getting any of that stuff--if we even went to a carnival or amusement park which we almost never did. But before we went to the park this time, I sat down with them and went over what we had money for--dinner and a treat such as ice cream cones--and what we didn't--game room and souvenir shop. And they were fantastic, stuck to it and didn't ask for anything extra.

Last night I had trouble sleeping and woke up while it was still dark but probably early morning--thought I saw Miranda standing in the hallway, glowering in a sort of Bad Seed sort of way. I jumped out of bed yelling "Miranda!" (well, it sounded like a yell, but probably wasn't really that loud) scaring the hell out of Brian. I need a night light or something for that hallway.
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