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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Waiting.......

The waiting.....it takes patients.....
Meet Griffen, he's waiting on his papa to come home from work. He has a built in "brain clock":O) And knows his papa is almost home.

Yes! He's home, he's home!
I haven't introduced our beloved dogs to you yet so here they are....Griffen is our youngest and is now 3 years old. Our oldest son called me one night with a request....a plea....at the time he lived four hours from us....summed up he asked if I would take a puppy that he knew was on it's way to the pound......he sent me a picture over the phone and I couldn't refuse...even though everything in me was saying noooo not another dog!!! At the time we had four and had just recently lost another..she was very old and I didn't want anymore dogs!! He pumped me up really good...he knows how to "play" his mom:O) Oh, Mom please...he needs a good home and you live out where he can run and be with other dogs...he'll have a good home with you....please....Okay....I caved! I even went to pick him up! My sister went with me and we had a great time together.....we rarely get to talk, let alone spend time together. Actually that was the last time we've been together just the two of us and that's been TWO years now....my how time flies! Anyway, Griffen had and STILL has issues....he was indeed a "city" dog! He had lived in an apartment with a young couple that went on "vacation" and my son's friend "dog sat"...well they never came back to get the pup! They ran into the couple a few weeks later and was told they needed to take him to the pound....hence the phone call to me....Like I said he "was" a "city" dog and took him a long time to adjust. He developed skin allergies and was scared of everything but had a huge ego! I have had a lot of dogs in my lifetime and I have to tell you he is not a normal animal!!! I don't even put him in a category with a dog! I could write a book about him but right now I'll move on to the "girls"
This is Sasha...our middle son's"Girlfriend at the time" gave her to him for his birthday!!! His plea was Mom please just let me keep her over night and if she doesn't work out I'll give her back....Please......Sasha is now 9 years old! I have to say that last year we lost his little dog that he got for a birthday when he was little....he died of old age....he was such a sweet wonderful little dog.
This is Millie on the left she was a present for our youngest son, Mollie in the middle is her daughter. Millie is coming up on her 10th birthday and Mollie her 5th. Griffen is on the right.
As you can probably guess when the "boys" left home we inherited the dogs.....actually it would've been extremely hard for me to let them go because I have to have something of my sons to stay here with me....does it sound like I have issues:O) Maybe that's why Griffen fits in so well around here.
Sasha....you can find her anytime (when she's not begging for a treat) lounging/sleeping/resting...it's hard work keeping a watchful ear and sometimes eye on me....
Until next time.....relax and get some rest:O)
TTFN!
Take Care!
Julie

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Is there a cure??

Okay I have NO idea who wrote this (it was sent to me through e-mail) But I have to tell you this is me 100%! I just thought it was to good not to share :O) The only thing that's not me is I don't drink coke :O) Actually it's a rare thing for me to drink a soda at all.



AAADD


KNOW THE SYMPTOMS


Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder.
Somehow I feel better, even though I have it !


Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. -

Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.
This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway,
I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage,

I notice mail on the porch table that
I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table,

Put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table,
And notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back

On the table and take out the garbage first.
But then I think,

Since I'm going to be near the mailbox
When I take out the garbage anyway,
I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table,

And see that there is only one check left.

My extra checks are in my desk in the study,

So I go inside the house to my desk where
I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks,

But first I need to push the Coke aside
So that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Coke is getting warm,

And I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke,

A vase of flowers on the counter
Catches my eye--they need water.

I put the Coke on the counter and

Discover my reading glasses that
I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk,

But first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter,

Fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.
Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV,

I'll be looking for the remote,
But I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,
So I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs,
But first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers,

But quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table,

Get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to

Remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

The car isn't washed

The bills aren't paid

There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter

The flowers don't have enough water,

There is still only 1 check in my check book,

I can't find the remote,

I can't find my glasses,

And I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,

I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day,
And I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem,

And I'll try to get some help for it,
But first I'll check my e-mail....

Do me a favor.

Forward this message to everyone you know,
Because I don't remember who I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!

TTFN!
Julie