I'm Depressed...(Walter)

Ever find a note on your back that said something like "kick me" or "stupid"? Everyone has, wether it was done to you in fun or you really deserved it. The good thing is though, as soon as you noticed it, then read it, you tossed it (or passed it on to someone more deserving). Aren't you glad you knew what it said so you didn't feel stupid all day? Walter had a sign on all day. He didn't know what it said or I guarantee he would have found a way to get it off of himself and pass it on to someone more deserving.



Everyone at work feeds Walter soo much food that I am actually concerned about his long term health. He can eat several pieces of pizza, peanut butter sandwiches, chips, cookies, chicken, and whatever else he can find in the garbage after lunch all in a days work. At break and lunch time Walter just walks around on his own, I can't be there to monitor what he eats, so I had to make this sign hanging on his neck. I think he is having withdrawals, he seemed down all Friday and he has been eating a lot more dry dog food. I think it will be best for him in the long run.

Follow-up: (Sunday) Walter hates his diet so much that he is rebelling. He pulled off the counter a container of fresh grated Parmesan cheese and a bagel. We found him with the bagel before he could eat it, but the cheese is a goner. Please don't feel bad for Walter though, he still gets handouts, just not as many, and I get to choose what they are. He would be a glutton if we allowed him to be. He should be thankful that he has someone to stop him from over eating. If I had someone distributing my food to me as I needed it, I would be a lot skinnier and I wouldn't be tempted to eat whatever, whenever.

My Sister Must be a "REAL" Doctor After All

Last weekend when we were out on the lake tubing I got water shoved into my ear from falling off. It was really painful for only a day, but it so kindly left me with limited hearing, ringing and dizziness in my left ear. I called my sister Lori first, she is an ER nurse, and it was her birthday too, so two birds with one stone. I asked her what they would do for me if I went to the ER complaining about water in my ear. I don't remember what she said, but I must not have been very impressed, because I called Rachael, (my other sister who is a doctor) as soon as I got off the phone with her. She told me to put a heating pad on my ear for the pain, and take sudafed for the water. Sounds pretty clever right? Sudafed would certainly dry out my sinuses, and that's close to my ears. But I must not have been very impressed with her answer either, because today I went to a doctor over here on my side of the state. Guess what she told me? Take some sudafed twice a day until the water goes away.
My sister's husband says he has to go to a "real" doctor whenever he gets sick. They usually always tell him the same thing that my sister told him. Maybe she really is a REAL doctor.

If She Grows Up to Like Hairy Men, We'll Know Why!

Leah and Walter are best of friends. Leah is intrigued by Walter and Walter likes the attention. I just hope she doesn't fall in love with Walter and unknowingly grow fond of his hairy feel. If she does, she will likely become a pet lover or a hairy man liker.

Who Needs "f" Anyways?

A ew weeks ago, Adam dropped the computer. We thought or sure it was done or. At irst it wouldn't turn on at all, then it came around and turned on, but couldn't get past the opening "windows" logo display. But ater a little coercing, she came back on. The laptop works great now, like nothing ever happened...almost. Strangely, the only thing eected by the all is the letter " ". I have to push it REALLY hard to get it to work. Surprisingly, that letter is not used that oten. Thank goodness right? Remember to count your (26) blessings each time you sit down at your computer...that is unless your Rachael, and missing entire buttons because some little people have sticky ingers:)

Memorial Day Weekend

Michigan finally brought us warm weather. This winter seemed especially long and cold with lots of snow. Because it's been so cold, the lake is barely warm enough to swim in. That didn't stop us from having a good time. We just had to wear wet suits in the water. My brave little nieces need to invest in a wet suit, because I need tubing partners. Tubing with the guys is not very much fun; they like to pick each other up and throw each other from tube to tube or just right in the water. You don't even get 30 seconds on the tube before you have to stop and pick someone up. Unfortunately my brother-in-law and cousin-in-law don't exclude me from the "fun" for fear of making me mad. I got drug probably 30 seconds with David hanging on to my lie jacket, dragging in the water; I just kept hanging on, I didn't want to be defeated, but when Adam had to let go, I had to too, I think he was helping hold some of the weight. They also like to pick up one of the tubes and flip it or pass it over the tube they are on, so sometimes we will be tubing sandwich style. The middle is heavy and you feel like your going to suffocate, the top tube is unstable, wobbly and far from the water. Finally, I made the guys get out so that Sarah and Gary's girlfriend could get a ride and I could have a ride that I knew I wouldn't get thrown off of. Sarah was the only one who didn't have a wet suit to put on, because someone else wore hers and she didn't want to put it on wet, so we were just going to try not to fall off. Have you ever seen a tube get sucked under the water because you took off too slow, or you were too far forward on the tube? That's exactly what happened to Sarah, right after giving the guys strict instructions to slow down if we looked like we were going to fall off. She was pretty cold, in fact she might still be cold from it today. Having a wet suit makes all the difference. It fills up with water and that trapped water gets bath water warm, even when you hop on the tube, you feel like a whale with a layer of warm insulation sloshing around you. Poor little Leah had boaters fatigue by the end of the day. She was such a good girl!

Grandma Lois, Sarah and Leah

Nilza, watching the baby so she doesn't roll off the couch. Notice she is wearing a lot of layers... This was probably the warmest day in Michigan this year, but Nilza is from Mexico, I think it's going to take awhile for her to adjust.

It looks like she is smiling at me, but to be honest, David was standing behind me in the kitchen with a bottle. She is a very happy baby, but for some reason she scowls a lot. Whenever I talk to her she looks at me like I'm crazy. My mother-in-law says she does that to strangers when they are out shopping. She always feels bad because they will say "oh she's adorable" and then Leah will give them the "don't talk to me" look. It's really funny, I don't know where she learned that.

Leah loves Walter, and surprisingly Walter doesn't seem to mind her. While they were playing on the ground, Leah got little spurts of energy, like babies do, and would start kicking her legs, pretty much in Walter's face. He didn't get up and move or show any sign of annoyance.

Leah and Walter again, hanging out.

I Think It's Time

It might be that time again to clean the mess in the basement. I have been so busy with pottery projects that I haven't hardly done anything else. My hobby definitely takes a toll on the basement. Here are a few pictures of what I have made recently. I also wanted to include a few pictures of the basement mess, but I don't know that I should share that with the world! It's serious business down there. I want to make pottery for all my friends and family that want something, you just have to drop me a hint and a color scheme. I have 2 projects brewing right now, but I can't talk about them until they are finished and the events are complete. I have a few sisters and sisters-in-law and mother, and mother-in-law who owe me a few pieces for my ETSY store to give it a variety of taste. You know who you are, I haven't forgotten your mentions of good intentions.

Tagged...??

I think when I get tagged, that means I'm supposed to reply with a blog entry... I'm supposed to mention 6 quirky things about myself....this is super easy; because like I mentioned on Lori's blog, we are very much alike when it comes to this kind of thing. My answers are pretty much the same as hers, the first ones anyways.
1) Please don't ever smack, chew loudly with your mouth open, snap your gum, or get close to me when your eating even if you aren't making a sound, I'll still hear you!
2) I HATE whistling and humming. Mom, you are bad at this, but you take it a step further by humming the same 3 notes, or the same line of a song over and over. (but I still love you!)
3) I don't like to clean, I'm a slob. I appreciate a phone call warning if you're stopping by.
4) Animals and really old men make my heart melt, especially pigs.
5) I get pulled over for speeding a LOT. Twice by the same cop within 2 weeks. I have high insurance.
6)I love tree houses; I hope that my kids some day ask ME to help them build and not their father, because I'm already designing it whenever I see a tree or a pile of wood at Lowe's.

Now don't hold anything against me for being honest. I'm going to go out on a limb and tag people who I suspect won't respond. This should be easy, only a handful of people read my blog. Do I have to pick six? That will never happen.

Lindsay
Cathy
Francie
Julie
Mom