Remember that cute dog?

In my last post, the dog had peed on the bathmat. That's okay--I can wash the bathmat, and it's not that great of a bathmat anyway.
This, I cannot excuse:

You are aware that winter (my favorite season) has descended upon us, and it is now really cold outside. Too cold for Mobo, our lovely pup, to stay outside. So she spends her days when mom and dad are at work, in her crate. We check on her at lunch, and she's super excited when we come home from work--it's really nice that the best part of the dog's day is when Daniel and I come home. Feels good, ya know?

Well, last Wednesday Mobo had spent time in her crate all day, and was going to have to spend more time in there because Wednesday is our long day at church. Daniel went home to check on her after school before he came back up to the church. He couldn't bare to to put her back in her crate again, so he chew-proofed the bathroom, put her crate in there with some toys, and left her.

I was the first to arrive home after church that night, and so I was the first to let Mobo out of the bathroom. I was also the first to discover the fun she had while we were gone!

Because our bathroom did not come with storage space, we keep our bathroom essentials in a brown wicker chest that has 4 drawers. Mobo decided that because Daniel had chew-proofed the bathroom, and because the toys he left her weren't good enough, that she needed to claw through the 3rd drawer in our wicker chest (yes, all the way through), drag out our hair dryer, curling iron, and CHI flat iron, and destroy them. Like, chew through all the cords. So I walk in to wicker shards all over the floor, and my 3 hair essentials in sad little pieces alongside the wicker. I didn't pick up the mess because I wanted Daniel to see what our beloved pup had done, and he appreciated it all even less than I did!

The best part was that it was 10:00 at night, my hair was on its last day before it majorly needed to be washed, and I had to wear my hair curly (which I do with my flat iron) the next day for a video I was shooting. And I had to be at work early. All things add up to me being super happy and thrilled about shelling out the money to buy new hair essentials.

I dug through some old stuff and found a curling iron from elementary school that still worked. So my dirty hair made it another day, and was curly. The hair dryer came the next day, and I found a CHI for really cheap as far as CHI's are concerned. It arrived 2 days later. All in all, it wasn't too bad, but Mobo spent a few days as "the dog" instead of "our cute puppy"

Sigh.


This week has been a little nuts. We had our first party at our new house--the worship and drama teams from Trinity came over and we had our annual Christmas white elephant gift exchange. It was fun! I ended up with a Snuggie for dogs. Slightly ridiculous, but hey--Mobo likes it. Our house is going to be a good "have company over" house. I was kind of nervous about that, but it was a success! More to come, maybe? ;)

In other news, the other day someone asked me if I was expecting. I said no, I am not expecting. He said "oh! Well, you kind of look like it, so I thought I'd ask." Oh, you just thought you'd ask, huh? hmmmm.....

I'm hoping it was the empire-waist tunic I was wearing that day. ugh.

Tis the Season?

Yes, tis the season I believe. Today I got up at 6:15, went in the kitchen and got some oatmeal and some coffee, then talked with Daniel while he got ready for work (he has to leave at 6:45--the life of a basketball coach). After he left, I sat on our cozy couch with my cozy robe and cozy blanket, opened my Bible to 1 Corinthians 15, and promptly fell asleep. Until 8. I have to be at work at 8:45 on Tuesdays.

Mobo (the puppy) must have realized I needed to sleep, because she laid quietly in her bed until I woke up. That is not the norm.

When I bolted off the couch at 8, I debated taking a shower. I took one last night, but I didn't wash my hair. When did I wash it last? Can't remember. Could I just pull it back and it would look fine? No, not today--my bangs were on full stand-on-end alert.

Into the shower I go. I have no choice these days but to be a fast shower-er, because our water heater keeps us accountable by promptly running out of hot water when it thinks you've been in there long enough.

I get out of the shower to find that Mobo has peed on my bathmat, and she also needs to be fed before I put her back in her crate--it's too cold today for her to stay outside, and the garage is full of wonderful things she'd love to chew on and or/digest. I need to be out the door at 8:35. I got 10 minutes to feed and water the dog, take her outside to potty, dry my hair, find something to wear, and throw some makeup on.

I succeed. The dog chowed down and made it to the crate, my hair is a little flat, my makeup is most definitely thrown on, and my sweater is really old. And I don't even care. I have made it to work, and I have some hot coffee and a few Hersheys kisses.

Some day I'd like to think that I'll be able to get up and stay up, and sometimes I can...but boy, it's hard. My couch invites sleep. But I really really like sitting on that couch! Some day I'd like to think that putting my makeup on in the car on the way to work is a rare occasion instead of the norm. Plus it's not that safe.

Some day I'd like to think that I will have it all together and all my problems will be solved, but there is some comfort in knowing that will not happen in this life--it's an eternal process.


Well, off to work. Today's tasks include finding fun Christmas songs to do in service, practicing my guitar, sending gobs of emails, putting together set lists, and other fun things. It's a hard job, but somebody's gotta do it!