California Hates Me (it has stolen two of my best friends)

I have tons to blog about (girlie shopping day with Meg and K on Thursday, trip to Faunia on Friday etc.) but have had precious little time for that. I have been spending as much time as I can with my friend Lisa, who has been staying with us for the last few days before she leaves to move back to California early tomorrow morning.

For her sake, I am excited about the new opportunities God is giving her. For my sake,I am not happy about this. I have watched her finish dismantling her life here over the past few days and I have been sad, sad, sad. Lisa and I have been friends for awhile, but our friendship over the past year since I moved into the city has been a huge blessing for me. Lisa is a friend who deliberately connected with Heather the person, not Heather the pastor's wife. She has been a life-line for me.

Tonight our family sat in our living room and Lisa joined in family bed-time prayers. She got the honor of going first. A few fat tears squeezed out as I held Meaghan on my lap.

Tomorrow morning very early, I'll drop Lisa at the airport. I know I'll cry on the way home.

Godspeed Lisa!


Beagle: The New Toddler

Somehow, I have ended up with a toddler again, and this one is far worse than the previous two.
This one is far more persistent, and will stare at you expectantly/whine/thump her tail until you give in, get up and do whatever it is she wants.

She has become my constant shadow and will follow me around the house, yes doggedly, no matter where I go. If I'm in the kitchen, she wants to sprawl on the floor directly in front of the stove. Lately she has been banned from the kitchen while I am cooking lest I lose my mind completely. If I'm on the couch, she has to sit so she's mostly touching me, preferring especially to perch on the arm of the couch.
She is the most persistent creature I have ever known, and the biggest opportunist you will ever meet. I put her on a diet earlier in the spring because she (in typical Beagle fashion) had turned into a tub and I was calling her Lardo. (You can get away with that kind of un-PC behavior with a dog!) She has slimmed down again, but now when we walk, her already hyper nose is on high alert because "People! My owners are trying to starve me! So I will eat anything I can on the street, even if it makes me fart/puke/throw up on the rug/in my crate later." It's like she's on doggie uppers.

In our house, Troy is the alpha male, and the only one who holds true authority. When she was a puppy, there were times I shoved couches across the room to trap her and corral her. To get the kind of obedience Troy gets, I have to lower my voice into some sort of demon growl "Leeeeeexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Cooooooooooooooooooooooooome." It doesn't work so well most of the time.

Sometimes it's cute and cuddly, like when we snuggle and nap together. Until she blows lethal gas directly at me.

Seriously dog, when I'm trying to do stuff around the house, please, just go watch Lassie or something!

This mama just needs a break from the toddler. I swear I am going to resort to locking myself in the bathroom to get a few minutes of peace.
Please send chocolate now. And hallelujah, tomorrow is the end of Stage 1 of the South Beach Diet!

The end


And we're off

Well, we're off to an OK start of our summer schedule. I didn't get the schedule in place for today, but we managed to get some reading and time working on typing skills (for Meg) in. Mom got some church work done, some laundry, the living room vacuumed, the dishwasher loaded and run etc. done. Tonight we are meeting some friends for a late dinner as they are leaving for Canada for a whole year :(. I hope you know how good I'm going to be for eating salad when I really want a quarter-pounder with cheese and an apple pie (which I hardly ever get.)

I think we have come up with a good way to do our schedule, so we're going to try it out this week and see how it works. No two days during the week are really the same around here, so we're going to take it one day at a time. We have 3 weeks, then 2 weeks of vacation, then another week, then our annual staff conference, then 3 more weeks. We'll do reading during the whole summer, but take it easy on the other stuff while we are on vacation.

And hopefully Mom and Dad will have some time to squeeze in some reading and writing too!

In the meantime, the kids are in their rooms for some quiet/down time (not a punishment, that's going to be a daily feature!) so I'm off for some of that myself!!