December 28, 2011

It's 2012!! Yippee........or something like that. I don't really get why some people are so excited about the year changing. It doesn't feel any different. Nothing changes but the year.  Anyway, like most everyone I have made some plans for changes in this New Year. Yep, I said before that I didn't believe in making "resolutions" because I know I'll break them in no time flat. Don't we all? I will however make a few promises to myself this year.

A. Get in better shape. I've already started on this but I want to expand on it. With the cooler weather, I want to go hiking on the weekends or biking through the rails in the State Parks. We did it last year and it was a great time. 

B. Get a better job. I don't think that needs much explanation lol. I want more money! Period.

C. Get back to my crafts. I love to crochet and "George" got me a sewing machine for Christmas that I wanted. There are so many things I could be doing instead of playing Farmville and such. Productive things!

D. Enjoy the sunshine more. Because I work from home, I am in the house a great deal. I'm tired of it. "George" got me a great table and chairs for outside and I have this huge yard. I could be planting flowers, or even taking some of my work outside. 

E. Declutter! I'm actually doing it this week. Going to get a garbage bag and start throwing crap away. If there's not much in the house, then there's not much to mess up. That's the theory anyway.

So there they are. Promises made to myself and I will be keeping them.


On another note, as most of my readers know, I love animals. Particularly dogs. I honestly feel that they are God's gift to mankind. They're a reminder of his unconditional love and a companion who doesn't lie or cheat and their greatest joy in life is simply to be with the people they love.  When someone cannot or will not return that love it's just a truly sad and heartbreaking thing to see.

I know this from past experience with the pit bull, Big Max, that we adopted and I saw it again today. I've been extremely sick the last few days and finally decided I desperately needed some Ibuprofen for my headache. So I made my 16 year old go with me to Wal-Mart so that we could get that as well as a few other things.

As we pulled up, we saw a group of people standing around a grassy area where a dog lay. She was moving so I thought maybe she was just attracting attention, but the worried looks on some people's faces told me there was more to the story. Nosy ass Caring person that I am, I went and checked to see what was going on. I was told that the dog had been in the parking lot for several. days and that for the last day or so had become lethargic. Around her there were hamburgers from MCDonalds where several people had tried to get her to eat. She simply had no interest. She was just laying there. 

Others who had seen her said that she had lain in the same spot overnight in 30 degree weather and that it was painfully obvious that she was waiting for someone to come back and get her. Every time she heard a loud muffler her eyes would spark up, her ears would stand up and her tail would wag. I'm guessing that whoever dumped her had a loud truck and she associated it with them. It was heartbreaking to watch.

As we were all standing there deciding who might help, I was informed that Wal Mart Had been calling the SPCA and the animal control unit to come get her. Since she appeared sick it was pretty clear she'd likely just be euthanized and I just wasn't having any of that.

So I called a local rescue that I know of and asked if she could possibly take this sweet girl in. I told her I'd bring Dog food for her and help find her a home and the rescuer agreed immediately to help. I know she would have done so without any offers of help though. She truly cares about animals and their care. As a plus, she's also a groomer and I knew that she could give this gal a bath and help her look pretty for a new potential owner.

So I had my son stand with the dog in case animal control came to get her so he could tell them we were going to take her and their services were not needed. Then another young girl told the manager of walmart that I was taking the dog to a rescue and to please call off animal control. While I was standing in line, this young lady and the manager came to get me out of line. Apparently the manager of Walmart wanted to help after all and offered me a gas card and to pay for the 2 bags of dog food I had already chosen. I turned down the gas card since it was on my way anyway but I did let them comp the dog food. I figured that way, if it took a little time to get the doggie a home I'd still be able to afford to buy a couple more bags of dog food.

So we dropped the little gal off and as of the last report she's eating, she's wagging her tail and that spark is coming back in her eyes. I really hope this sweet girl gets the home she truly deserves. The loyalty she was showing by remaining where she was set out deserves to be rewarded. I know that somewhere out there is a perfect home with someone who will love her like all God's animals deserve to be loved. 

I also hope the people that dropped her off, find themselves in 12 kinds of hell for the rest of their life and I hope their kids are treated better than the dog was. Personally, I think if you can't treat a dog or any animal right, you have no business forming a human being........the things you'll be teaching them, aren't anything the rest of us care to see in the world.

Happy New Year and may you all get exactly what's coming to you. You have the power to decide whether it's good or bad. Choose wisely :)

Nessa

December 13, 2011

So, I finally started my shopping. I'm famous for waiting til the last minute but I don't usually wait THIS long. I'm not really sure why it's taking me so long this year either other than I just don't feel like it. I kicked off "Fudge Season" On Thanksgiving just like normal. Mostly because I probably would have been killed otherwise. One of my sisters wouldn't hear of fudge season not happening. She didn't get any of the first batch though because it got eaten in pretty short order.

So Saturday I made some for her since I knew I would see her the next day and I eve made banana bread too. I figured that baking and making the holiday favorites would help get me in the Christmas Spirit but it didn't. Not even a little. I walk through Walmart and keep wishing they would stop playing the darn music. I swear if you are shopping for more than 30 minutes you will hear the same song at least 3 times in 3 different versions. For instance, Rudolph was heard the other night sung by Martina McBride, George Strait and I think Bing Crosby. I realize there are only so many famous Christmas songs but come on!!! Mix it up or something! I don't like ANY Christmas song THAT much.

So here I sit, feeling all Bah Humbug-gy. Maybe I should get out my Santa Claus is Coming to town movie. I know every single word of the show by heart but it always makes me smile. If that doesn't work, i might just have to resort to more drastic measures. Like a 24 hour Christmas movie marathon, with fudge, hot chocolate, spiked eggnog and a really gross looking fruit cake that no one will eat but will definitely remind everyone of the holidays. I can hear the kids groaning already and I haven't even published this yet lol.

Nessa

Every year since my kids have been small I've asked them what they want for Christmas. They always had this huge list of things. Some they got, some they didn't. As the years have gone by the list has gotten slightly smaller, but the items on it have gotten much bigger in terms of cost. For instance, this year I'm supposed to find a way to get a Kindle Fire but an IPAD is acceptable. I'm also under orders to get things like Laptops, Netbooks, Cowboy boots and miscellaneous other items that cost way beyond what I can spend. Awwwwww, the joys of Motherhood right?

This year I got smart though. Rather than try and kill myself trying to pay full price for items they want I've learned to shop online. more importantly, I found a place to get coupons to save on the exact items the kids are asking for. Geek Alerts has a collection of the best Apple coupon codes I've found. There are codes for free shipping, free laser engraving for Ipods, IPhone coupons, smart cover coupons and much, much more. The best part is, I can get great savings and not have to fight the crowds in the stores. I make the purchase and it comes right to my door. I can't help but love that! Plus since many of the requests on their wish lists are for Apple items, these Apple coupon codes are really coming in handy!

Not only does geek Alerts have coupons for the Apple Store, they also have coupons for many other awesome online markets as well, such as Overstock.com, Bestbuy.com and Officedepot.com. I don't have all day to tell you all the coupons you can find at Geekalerts.com. See for yourself, save some money and make someone on your Christmas list very happy. Your bank account will thank you for it! Time for me to go do some shopping. Merry Christmas!

Nessa

December 6, 2011

I can't believe the year is almost over. 19 days til Christmas and guess who hasn't even started buying presents yet? yep, Miss procrastination herself. I swear I should have a crown or something that identifies me as Queen of Procrastination. It's not that i'm lazy either, it's just that there is so much to do, I get overwhelmed and don't know where to start and while I'm deciding, I end up playing on Farmville. As you can imagine, that doesn't exactly help things but I'm like Level 94 or something on there now lol. Which might actually prove that I procrastinate TOO much. It's a vicious cycle I tell ya.

Anyway, we still haven't gotten a tree but I did kick off "Fudge Season" on Thanksgiving Day. I keep torturing my sister with it too. So I'm not just a procrastinator, I'm also mean. In my defense, I'm the big sister and it's acceptable for me to torture my little sisters no matter how old they are. It's the rules. Who am I to argue with that? *I* didn't make them up.

On the upside for her, we'll see her this weekend and she'll finally get some fudge and be happy for a few days. I also have a date with my favorite Squooshy sometime this week to watch the Grinch together. I need to make plans with my other sister as well to do something similar. That's my favorite part of the holidays.....seeing the kids' faces light up as they talk about Santa or what they're hoping to get for Christmas. My kids are all older now and they don't get as excited about it anymore. I can't wait to have some Grandkids to spoil rotten!


On another front, I found out yesterday that I may have a disk out of place in my neck. I've known for several years that there was something wrong with a nerve in my neck and even went on medication for it for about a year til it finally quit bothering me. For whatever reason, it's back now though. I went to the doctor yesterday and because I am now losing feeling in my pinkie and ring finger it has been determined that I probably have more nerve damage than originally thought or I have a disk out of place that is pressing on the nerve. Deep Joy. So in 2 weeks I have to go get a CAT scan done to see what's going on and also to check out my kidneys because I'm having trouble with them again too. I'm only 42 but I feel like I'm 80 sometimes lol. So keep a good thought out for me please. I truly truly hate being on any kind of pain medication but if I don't take it I have very little use of my right arm, so for now there's not much choice. Hopefully it's something that can be fixed.

Well, it's time to go to work. Hopefully there will be lots of work to do and I can make a bajillion dollars. Hey...........I can dream!

Nessa

October 19, 2011

For as long as I can remember I have had unwavering and completely irrational fears. They were drilled into my brain with the force of a jackhammer over and over and over. These weren't things I came up with on my own or decided to be afraid of on my own.


My fears involve snakes and water. My mother is the person who drilled these fears into my head and that of my sisters. Of snakes we were told that if we were bitten by a snake we were going to die. Period. There would be nothing she could do to save us. Of water, we were told that a person could drown in a teaspoon of water. Period. No chance of being saved. 

So as a child, if I saw a snake........I panicked. As an adult. I panicked. I made sure any snake I saw in the road or in the yard died. That way it not only couldn't kill me, it couldn't harm my children either. As for water, I never learned to swim. You tell me I can drown in a teaspoon and then you expect me to get in a whole lake where there are parts over my head? No thanks! Try to teach me to swim, I'd rather try to drown you til you give up. And I did. I panicked so much every time someone tried that it was finally decided that I didn't need to learn.

Now to be fair, I don't think these lessons we were taught were meant to be cruel. I think it was her misguided attempt at telling us of the danger to keep us safe, but in me it instilled fear that could have been far more dangerous to me than a snake and deep water combined.

Last summer, Phillip and I spent a great deal of time on the lake on the Jet ski's.  Normally just the idea that I could fall off and be in water over my head, even with a life jacket on would terrify me. It would literally be enough to keep me on the shore or going very slowly to insure I didn't fall off. If you've ever been on a jet ski though, you know that the faster you go, the more fun it is and let's face it......I LOVE the Jet ski! The faster it goes, the better. So........I wear my life jacket.......very tight..........and I tell myself that I'm going to be fine and I have fun. Fear mostly conquered.

Snakes on the other hand........well that's not something I would ever think I could deal with. I didn't really see a reason to get over the fear anyway. Then of course God showed me that I didn't know anything as usual. My youngest son, Zachery, loves snakes. he's begged for one for years and I always said "hell no". With a lot of emphasis on both words!

Phillip loves snakes too and has tried to convince me many times that my fear of them as a whole is irrational and potentially dangerous. For instance, if I see a grass snake and run away from it and trip over a branch and break my face, that could be dangerous to my health. The problem with his theory is that it is completely and totally true. I have literally seen a snake and become so hysterical that I almost passed out and once I even almost knocked the boys down in an effort to get away. 

Sooooooo, last week a wonderful lady offered a free snake with an aquarium on freecycle. It's a female Snow King Snake. I had been considering trying to deal with my fear enough to allow Zach to have a snake for Christmas if it was kept in the garage or something like that where I didn't have to have contact with it or see it. So I emailed the lady about the snake and Phillip and I went to pick her up. I wanted nothing to do with her but I did admire her coloring and the way she seemed so calm when Phillip held her.

When we got her back to Phillip's house, he took her out of the container we had transported her in and I was amazed to see that despite how scared she must have been and in a new place, she was still very calm. She seemed to be looking at him as if to say "what are you going to do to me? Am I safe?". He put his hand very calmly and gently into the container and she went right to his hand. We then took her outside and though she wanted to explore she made sure to stay close to Phillip almost as if she was looking for protection. I of course can't say for sure what was going through her mind but it was clear that escape wasn't her priority and neither was attacking.

From that point on, my opinion of the species has changed, well, at least of her anyway. I can't say if I saw another snake like her in the yard that I wouldn't flip out and run, but with her I am not afraid at all. I can hold her, let her near me and I have absolutely no fear of her. I never ever thought the day would come when I could open my eyes to the possibility of a snake as a pet, but "Cleo" as we've named her, has changed my opinion. So much so, that I'm considering getting another King Snake that used to live with Cleo. He's not as calm as she is but he hasn't been handled as much either. With time i think he could be just as sweet and calm as she is and I find myself wanting him to have that chance. His name is Charlie, but I secretly call him "Spot".



She is very clearly drawn to Zach and you can see by the look on his face, that he's just as enamored with her.


 He seems to be her comfort zone now that we have her in the house. If she's out of her cage, she prefers to be with Zach but she isn't aggressive to the rest of us at all. if we are holding her you can tell that if she senses Zach nearby, she will try to make her way to him. Probably because he's warmer than the rest of us and he's the most comfortable handling her. So not only am I learning to set aside the fear for myself, I can also see that my fear of my children being harmed by a helpless animal is also irrational. Granted, there are snakes that CAN and WILL harm you. Education is the key to being safe though, not being afraid of an entire species just because SOME are dangerous.

It wasn't easy to say goodbye to the fear. I held onto it for over 40 years but I shed it in less than a week and I am glad of it. Unnecessary fear isn't something to hold onto. It's something to try and face and deal with if at all possible. What are you afraid of? What are you tired of being afraid of?

Nessa

October 18, 2011

So most of my family knows the continuing saga that I face with my idiot neighbors. Last week I vented a bit about how sick I am of the problems and their continued refusal to attend to their dogs. About 15 minutes after that posted, I ended up in the hospital for most of the day.


See, I hit "post", did a few other things and then from MY OWN BACKYARD, I hear dogs fighting. I jumped up and looked out to see Harley being attacked by all of the neighbors dogs at once. He handled himself very well and only got one small cut but the fact remains that if he weren't as strong and big as he is, they could have killed him. Harley was outside, in his own yard, on his dog run getting some morning exercise. AKA, barking at anything that moves or looks as if it might. He takes his job seriously folks!

Anyway, when i saw what was happening I ran outside to take care of it, by which time the neighbors dogs were already running away going back to their house. So I checked my guy and he was fine but he was extremely agitated and truly pissed off. So was his Momma! My heart rate went too high, I couldn't calm down and then when the pains in my chest and arms started I realized I'd better go to the emergency room. 

Before that though, the neighbors NEVER came to get their dogs. They never came out to apologize for what happened. They hid in the house. This all happened on Friday.

Soooooooo, I am now on 2 heart medications. I'm also on anti-anxiety and ulcer medications. Now, not ALL of this is just because of the neighbors. I have other stress to deal with as well, but I know that God has it under control and I'm letting him deal with it. I keep trying to give the whole neighbor issue to him as well, but I'm telling you I think even he said "yeah, sorry, *I* don't even have a cure for those people". So I just keep asking him to smite them mightily but he hasn't done it yet.

Fast forward to Sunday. On my way home from Phillip's, my daughter calls to tell me that she came outside to shoo the neighbors dogs out of our yard because Harley was barking so much. She just told them to go home. The neighbor idiot, started yelling about it and told Ashley "shut up you fat ass bitch". Ashley calmly told her to get her dogs and there wouldn't be an issue. The neighbor called her a bitch again and mumbled something about their dogs being able to go anywhere they want.  Ashley told her "my Mom will be home in a few minutes and you can talk to her about it" and then she came inside.

When I got home, the neighbor was gone of course. She always manages to start crap and then hide from me. She doesn't like it when she thinks her mouth might get her bitch slapped lol. Anyway, I backed the truck up to the front door. My son Zach was given a gorgeous Snow King snake and her aquarium is HUGE! Harley had already been brought in for the night and somehow someone let him out of the house and he went out into the yard. As soon as he did, the neighbors dogs started barking at him, which is fine since for once they were on their own property. Harley ran over to the edge of the driveway and the dogs jumped on him. Harley's tail was wagging before that point. He simply wanted to play. After that, not so much. Harley had one of the dogs by the throat and we were right there grabbing him and ending the issue. We tried to grab him before he could get over there but missed him. In this instance, it is clearly our fault that Harley got away from us and ended up in a fight. The whole thing lasted less than a minute. I apologized for what happened and made sure the other dog was okay. I also spent at least 15 minutes talking to the neighbors oldest son who also agreed that his parents dogs need to be contained and that at least one is a danger and should not be allowed to be loose.

During this time the neighbors weren't home yet, they were probably hoping I was in for the night and not in the mood to knock the crap out of her for what she said to my daughter. They flew into the driveway about 15 minutes after the fight though and started screaming "that dog came in our yard and attacked our dog!!!"  "next time I'll shoot him". Uhhhhhh..........am I the only one who sees the irony here? Our dog has been in their yard approximately 4 times in a 7 month period and we were always there to get him and this last time was the only time an actual fight ensued due to OUR dog being in the wrong place. Their dogs are in our yard EVERY SINGLE DAY!!

We literally have to worry every time we walk out the door that we will be bitten. The main one that tries to bite has even been so bold as to come sit right in front of our porch to wait for us to walk out! But they're going to shoot MY DOG??? 

Soooooooo, I called the Sheriff's dept, AGAIN.....they said the same thing. There is no animal control, a deputy can come take a statement, but ultimately you have the right to shoot a nuisance animal even if you know who owns it. So that's my solution? The idiot dog has to die because it's owners are even more idiotic? That really doesn't seem fair.

Well, that's when the really evil side of me kicked in. I sat down and I weighed my options. I can continue to let this go on til I have a heart attack and die or I can do something about it. I am already looking for a place to move but in the meantime I am not going to live in fear anymore. I can not make myself shoot a dog, or any other animal for that matter. The dog should not die for it's owners mistakes. So I thought, what can i do to cause a problem that would make the neighbors WANT to keep their dogs much closer to home? I can't poison them because that is wrong as well. But ex lax might be a fun way to cause a mess, no pun intended and not hurt the dog. I imagined lacing hot dogs with the laxative and giving them to the dogs then after a few hours coming back outside and daring them to charge me lol. This is all conjecture of course because as I said...........I can't hurt an animal. not even with ex-lax. At times like these, It kind of sucks in a way to love animals so much. The only reason I even thought of this was because the neighbors claim their dogs are never in our yard, or the street or the other neighbors yards. So I thought if I gave them a bad case of the poo's, then maybe the neighbors would think the dogs were sick, take em to the vet and learn that the dogs had gotten into something somewhere and put them up so it couldn't happen again. Suspicion would of course fall on me, but all I would say is "now how could that happen since your dogs "NEVER" come over here in my yard??" and bat my eyes all innocent like. What could they say without eventually admitting that their dogs are ALWAYS unattended and where they shouldn't be?

I thought about a hit man as well. I actually have loads of people willing to come shoot the darn dogs themselves so I don't have to, but frankly as I said before, I'd rather shoot the neighbors, not the dogs. Unfortunately, that comes with all sorts of prison time and other legal issues. Too much drama there.

Sooooooooo, here I sit. Dreaming of ways to get back at dogs and their owners for making my life a living hell. Hopefully, I'll find a place to move to soon. Please, Please, Please let it be soon. I'm not sure how long I can hold on to my ex lax theory without implementing it lol. JK, JK!! Now that I laid my plan out for the world to see, I obviously can't implement it anyway. That's okay though.....there are other ways.......oh yes........there are other ways. Bwahahahaha I mean uhhhhhhhh, I love dogs...........really I do. :)

Nessa

October 7, 2011

Yep, I'm still around. I know some of you are cheering. I'm equally sure there are a few who were hoping for a death notice. Get over yourself. I'm not going anywhere. 


Part of my new found life free of most of the drama and the people who thrive on it, is the fact that I'm actually happy and therefore not around as much. Great for my happiness, not so great for my blog. It's one of those things that just simply can't be avoided but it still bothers me a little nonetheless.

I have considered doing a weekly post with helpful tips and such to take a little pressure off myself but lets face it, with the colder weather coming up I will probably not be able to be outside as much, so blogging might be easier. I hate the cold. I'm not exactly fond of the heat either mind you. So I might be around more soon. 

Things are going well around here. We even had a miracle occur which I will get to in a sec. Jonathon is working more.......he likes that he's making more money but he's practically living from a suitcase. Daniel got yet another promotion and is about to get another raise. Zach is doing awesome in school and has straight A's as usual. He'll be taking his Pre-PSAT in a few weeks and is studying and practicing for it. I'm sure he'll do fine so no worries there.  

As for the miracle........well those of you who know my family........try not to pass out. In fact, sit down before reading further.  You probably shouldn't drink or eat anything just yet either unless someone is around to save you in case you start choking. Ready? Okay, don't say I didn't warn you. Ashley desperately needs dental help.  No, that's not the miracle. Keep reading. I have been trying to come up with the money or resources to help her better but they just aren't there right now. I just kept praying something would  happen that would allow me to help her. Here's the Miracle. Her Father...........yes, Bill Johnson, added her to his health care plan at work so that she could get things taken care of. It took him almost 21 years folks but he did it! Ok, who all passed out? I almost did when I heard he was even thinking about it. When he called and asked for her social and her birth date in order to implement his idea, I nearly choked to death.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not putting him down really. I give him credit when he does something good, I just can't believe he actually did something for her. This is the same guy who went to great lengths to take his girlfriends kids to swim with the dolphins and made a nasty comment asking if Ashley was "jealous" because she wasn't invited. Sure she's 20 but her feelings were definitely hurt when she was informed by the kids that they were going and Ashley's dad was paying for it. Not that the kids had any idea mind you. They're the cutest little things and I'm positive they had no idea Ashley's feelings would be hurt. They're just kids and they were excited. 

On the upside, Karma delivered him a beautiful bitch slap upside the head for his nasty comment lol. The weekend they were supposed to go, a hurricane came through Florida. I did feel bad for the poor kiddo's, but I'm sure they probably got to go when the weather was better. So I won't apologize for the little smile I wore all weekend on my daughter's behalf.

So anyway, Ashley will now be able to get her dental work done and I can cross that off my worry list. Yay me! Yay Ashley! Thank you Jesus. Thank you Bill for giving a crap......finally.

In other news, mine and Phillip's business venture is going wonderfully. We made a great profit at the auction this weekend and are that much closer to getting into the real estate ventures we have planned.  Once that's done I will finally be able to kill the neighbors  , err.....move somewhere away from these crazy people next door.

When I say crazy i mean really, really crazy. The woman needs serious help. I think her husband might be fairly normal but he's learned to shut up and agree with her so that he doesn't wake up one night with her holding a butcher knife over his heart. I have actually prayed for her. I prayed that she would grow a few brain cells and be normal. I prayed she'd get an enema and maybe she could expel all the crap she comes up with from her butt and not her mouth. Or the stick that's wedged up there at the very least.  I prayed that her phones would all suddenly die and she could quit sitting on the porch ALL DAY LONG talking loudly about her retarded dogs that bite neighborhood kids and her own family that she still can't be bothered to put up.  I prayed someone else would finally just tell her what she really thinks of her so that maybe it would solve both our problems. She wouldn't be forced to listen to lies on a daily basis and I wouldn't have to put up with all their retarded dogs in my yard all the time tearing things up and trying to bite my family and our visitors.  I also prayed that at some point Jesus would bitch slap her for constantly using his name while she lies through her teeth. I prayed and prayed and prayed! The biggest problem is that she's just like some other people I know who sit around trying to think of something dramatic she can make up about other people or take a tiny bit of truth and turn it into something else. 

We apparently have this magical ability to steal their paychecks, but only near the time the rent is due. Never mind the fact that we have never gotten any mail for them except once and it was delivered to them before we ever came into our house, we are definitely stealing their mail. Just ask them, they'll be happy to tell ya all about it.

We are probably also to blame for them firing their Hispanic"ranch hand" for the time being. I put it in quotations because who the hell needs a ranch hand  for 2 cows and 3 or 4 horses? Probably someone who sits on the phone all day talking about dogs and making up crap come to think of it.  I really hope the guy finds better employment and gets away from these people finally. According to him and some of the family members, they literally treated him like a child but most of the time refused to feed him or pay him as agreed. There's a lot to the story and many reasons why he put up with it. I'm hoping he is able to move on though. He is a nice enough guy from what I can tell and really, slavery ended a very long time ago.

The worst part of all this is that except for Daniel being verbally grossed out by the the men in the family not wearing shirts outside when we first moved out here........we haven't done anything to these people. All we want is for their dogs and cats to stay in their own yard and not have to defend ourselves from 2 dogs that clearly have no business being loose. I have said "I will shoot those dogs if they bite someone on our property" and I assure you I will do exactly that. The Sheriff's dept has made it clear that if the dogs are in my yard I have the right to do so because they are considered nuisance animals. I don't want to shoot them for being in my yard and I won't, but if they bite someone over here that's it.  I pay my rent, sometimes it's late, but I pay it and I do not do so in order for the neighbors to have free reign over here. That is the problem though. They want all the property to themselves and don't care that other people have rights as well.

I understand they don't want to pen their dogs up. I HATE having to chain mine up to be able to go outside for fresh air, but *I* am a responsible owner. *I* know that my dogs do not belong in someone else's yard. My dogs do not belong outside unattended with no fence. My dogs do not belong across the street or in the street stopping traffic almost daily. My dogs do not need to be bred constantly to put more unwanted dogs in the world. I LOVE my dogs and it would be wrong to allow them to be a nuisance like these dogs are. The problem is that everyone else on this road see's it except for them. I've even asked fellow neighbors to PLEASE not shoot these dogs and that if they finally do, to come and tell the people they did it so that me and my family won't be blamed for something  we didn't do. It's just maddening!

I'm not saying we are perfect, but none of them are in danger of being attacked by my dogs. Harley has gotten loose a couple times accidentally and acted stupid towards their dogs, but we were right there to get him and he got his butt busted. He did NOT act aggressive towards a person though, just towards dogs he's seen trying to attack his family. Even at that, we went to bigger lengths to keep it from happening. These people seem to think its their dog's right to come over here and bark and growl at us while we sit on our own front porch. Or to charge us while we go to get something from our car. There's a HUGE difference in Harley acting dumb because we relaxed our guard and their dogs doing it on a consistent basis with no attempt by them to stop the behavior. I guess when they do eventually bite someone over here and I either shoot the dog or get everyone who knows the dog has bitten the requisite three times to have the dog declared vicious and put down by the authorities they might finally understand that if they love the dog, they should protect it from it's stupidity as well as their own. Maybe.........but they'll probably just blame us lol.

Soooooooo,you're all caught up now and I feel better for having vented. 

Oh wait, no you aren't. You have to see Minnie! She's going to be a Bumblebee for Halloween. 


Have you EVER seen a cuter bumblebee in your life?? No you haven't. I'm sure of it!

NOW, you're caught up :)

Nessa

August 12, 2011


Before Surgery

Shall We Count The Ways?
We love that creepy little grin that Tyler gets you to do.
We love it when you chase off HUGE dogs that are 50 times your size because they dared to come near your kids.
We love how we can't leave anything sweet around because you will sneak it at the first opportunity.
We love how you stand and shiver staring at us in hopes we'll let you snuggle on the couch with us.
We love how you bite us for trying to give you a bath. It's annoying for sure but it's always been your way.
We love how we have to warn the Vet that he'll need to sedate and muzzle you to do almost anything and yet your part Pitt bull brother allows the vet to do anything he wants. Irony there.
We love you totally and completely for just being you.

Now why am I listing all these things? I'm calling it a forgiveness list. Minnie had her surgery yesterday. When she first came home she was still woozy and probably a little in shock so she was all for some snuggling and sleeping. Then at 4 this morning, she snapped out of it and let me tell you........she's pissed. I can't say I blame her really either. We know she hates to be messed with, especially by strangers.

Yesterday when we took her to the vet, we handed her over to a stranger. Strike 1
Strike 2 was when the strangers actually dared to try to take blood for a test and we didn't save her.
Strike 3 was when she woke up after the surgery and realized we weren't there.

At 4 this morning, I don't know what happened, but I was laying there sleeping and the next thing I know the little bundle on my bed came alive and she was standing there staring at me like "WTF have you done?" I tried to sweet talk her and get her to calm down but it took awhile. This morning she pretty much won't even look at me. Like I said, at this point I don't blame her.
This morning....before the pain meds kicked in. Refusing to look at me but wide awake

She has staples from her hind legs to her front legs. She lost right at 3 pounds during the surgery. I was told yesterday that it was 2 but the vet tech called this morning to check on her and told me it was 3. Minnie is a chihuahua so she doesn't weight much to begin with. But all the weight we thought she had turned out to be the fact that her uterus was incredibly enlarged and then she had the tumors as well.


Sooooooo, not only did she have the tumors removed, she also had a complete hysterectomy as well. Now she feels like half the doggie she was before when we pick her up.....very carefully. Mostly we try to NOT pick her up unless she just really insists. She bites us every time no matter how careful we are so I feel like the more we can get her to stay on the ground in her bed with a blankie the better off she'll be and the faster she will heal.

On the upside, when she woke up again at 6 we got out of bed and she walked around for a few minutes. She kept staring at me like she wanted something, possibly to kill me. So I got her a bowl of food to see if maybe she was hungry. She ate a few good bites and drank some water. Then she started trying to lick the incisions so I realized she might need her pain meds. The easiest way to give them to her since it's a liquid is to hollow out part of a hot dog, squirt the meds inside and then she'll take it just fine. She also ate most of the rest of the hot dog as well. So she's doing pretty good i think. She's resting comfortably now in her blankie.
awwwww, sweet medicated bliss

Keep saying prayers though please.......she has to keep the staples in for 2 weeks and we are waiting for the test results to tell us if the tumors were benign or not. We're desperately praying that they were just a product of the over enlarged uterus and high hormone levels, which is a very good possibility. She's heart worm negative and the x-rays did not show any spreading so we're hoping that's a good sign. She's 14, we know we won't have her forever, but we have always tried to make sure she's loved, protected, kept in good health and spoiled in a manner to which she's become accustomed. We wouldn't want it any other way.

Nessa

August 10, 2011

I woke up this morning with an attitude. I admit it. I can't say anyone in particular put me in this mood. In fact i think I went to bed with the attitude as well. No one really caused it. I think I'm just sick of the stupid crap that seems to plague my life. Normally, it just irritates me. Which causes me to be in a bad mood and irritate everyone else. So this morning, when I got up with the attitude and read some emails, I decided that I have 3 choices.

A. Get even more irritated and find a way to go through the computer to bitchslap stupid people. This would probably be the most satisfying approach. I won't lie..........I'd love it if I could figure out how to do it. The problem is, I'm no mathematical genius with the abilities to design a time machine or wormholes through space, etc. If those ever become available, people better watch out, but until then, I think another approach would be better.

B. Ignore them. Ummmmm, yeah, that might work for some people but not me. I'm entirely too bitchy and smart ass to allow true stupidity to pass without comment.

C. Laugh. Nothing makes stupid people madder than being laughed at and having their stupidity pointed out to themselves and others. No, it's not nice, but this debate isn't about how to handle the matter sensitively. It's about me finding the best way to deal with stupid people and ignorant situations in such a way that I don't stay mad all day and others aren't harmed.

So, armed with those choices, I chose the latter, more ME approach and have decided that from now on I will save all my "stupid moments" up and share them on Wednesdays. That way I can look forward to sharing them and maybe some of you can grab a few laughs as well.

So here it is for your reading pleasure. Stupid Moments Of The Week. First Edition:

#1. I listed a GE Mini Refrigerator yesterday for $40 as a Today ONLY special. At the end of the listing I specified I would NOT hold it for anyone. I got the following email, not once but twice from the same person. This is a copy and paste, not MY spelling.

"Hi can you hold the refigertator until Friday and deliver it? I can buy it from you for $35. Thank you." ( gee thanks!! You mean I can, hold it, take less for it AND deliver it??? Where do I sign up?"

then I got :

"If you are unable to sell this I would be happy to take it for free" ( I realize the economy is tight right now, but hello??? I'm pretty sure most people would love for me to give it away as well genius, but i'm glad you're willing to be so generous)

On put this on an auction site almost a week ago:

Tattoo Inc, Iron On Transfer
Very cute design for backpack, t-shirt or pretty much anything. iron on is great quality and good for one use. Includes instructions

I was asked this question:
"can it be used on skin and how long does it last" I answered about as politely as I could but the whole time I was thinking " i almost want to say yes, just to see if someone tries it". Aren't you glad I'm nice?

Last but not least, I listed the following on craigslist:

Non-running EZ-Go Golf cart (Yes this was the actual title)
I was asked by 4 different people "Does it run?" Because the question was just too stupid for words I sent them all the following picture in reply:



Nessa

August 9, 2011



I know i'm starting to get redundant. You don't have to tell me. We just had such an awesome day at the lake last weekend. The sky was beautiful, the water was nice, cool and not too many waves. There weren't a whole bunch of boats in the way to mess things up for us either. So we had loads of room to pull the tube and ride the jetski. Awesome, Awesome day!

On the downside we probably won't be able to do it again this weekend. Our little Minnie is going in for surgery on Thursday. I'm actually pretty angry about her needing to have this surgery at all. I had taken her in about 4 years ago and asked about her getting spayed. she was 10 at the time and the vet told me that there wasn't really a point in getting her spayed since she was always with us and due to her age. So I listened to him and left well enough alone.

Then about a year later I took her in because I noticed she had a knot on her stomach. The same vet said it was a Mammary knot and not to worry about it unless it started growing. It stayed the same for years and in the last 2 months started growing at an alarming rate. So we took her to a vet in our new area and now we are headed for surgery. She'll have the knots removed as well as be spayed to prevent any further issues.

To be honest, I'm conflicted about the whole thing. One one hand the knots have to be removed. On the other, she's 14 and I'm so afraid she won't survive the operation. The vet says they are going to do several tests before they do anything else and if it's not safe, they won't do the operation. if it comes to that the plan will be to make her as comfortable as possible. She's not in pain it seems, and anti-inflammatories keep the biggest knot from impeding her ability to jump on the couch , etc. She eats fine, she plays, she is her normal self so she is definitely not suffering. Hopefully, she will be okay and this will just be something that will piss her off a bit but keep her in our lives a bit longer. We'd be lost without her.

Sooooooo, please keep a prayer in your heart for her and "her kids", AKA, my kids lol. They need each other.

Nessa

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