Showing posts with label Ty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ty. Show all posts

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Hello Chums

Some of you may be wondering why I haven't been on blogger much lately. Well, I don't really have a good excuse. Other than I have been tied up by other things and didn't have the gumption to post. *guilty wince*

My poor blog got pushed further and further down on my mental list of things to tend to. :/

Do not fret. Everything is a'okay! Dad is doing very well right now. His Tysabri infusions have been going well and he's got some energy. He and my Papa have been outside, working on a lean-to for James the unit. ^_^ It's nice to see dad outside, working again. :)

I have kept myself busy doing school, taking care of household chores, and spending time with friends and family. Oh, and yes, I still have my babysitting job. :) 

Narthea's courtship is going wonderfully! She and her beau are always smiling at each other and giggling. It's cute. ^_^ She probably wouldn't enjoy me saying that on the Internet, so *shhh*. ;)

I took a walk outside today and snapped some photos that I wanted to share with you. They're pretty random, but hey, it's something to post. :) 

{This is the "key to my heart" necklace I bought on Valentine's Day and am keeping for my future husband. Not that he has to wear it... lol}   








{The grass is vibrant and green again. As you can see, I'm loving it!}




 {I don't know why, but I just love this picture.}

{So photogenic!}









{The lean-to for James.}

{And of course my incredibly handsome, precious dog Ty. ;) Just look at that face...}

I hope you have been doing good and enjoying life while I've been away. I have a lot of blogs to catch up on. ;)

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Do A Good Deed In Canada, Not the Zoo

I am not entirely sure why I'm even posting right now. Maybe it's because I'm just dying to post something. It could also be that I have nothing better to do. There's a slight chance that I'm trying to put off taking care of the dishes that are sitting in the sink, mocking me. Would you call that neglect?

No. I think the correct term is stalling.

So the other day Ty, also known as bubby, was looking a little chilly-- yes, he is a fat, black lab. Yes, he was inside. *shhh* I can have my fun, can't I?-- so I (being the loving sister I am) wrapped a scarf around his fat, furry neck. Of course, Ty wasn't thrilled, but I was just trying to do a good deed. ^_^ And how could I wrap him up in a scarf without taking a picture? (Answer): I can't.
Cute.

So today was a pretty boring day. Nothing unusual has happened... yet. I'm watching and waiting, because there hasn't been a day in my life where something uncanny has not occurred.

I am bruised... by Munchkin. He bites me "x" number of times and I tell him no "x" number of times. He may be a baby and have itsy bitsy teeth, but let me tell you those teeth are like knives... showing no mercy. Ah, battle scars.

Do you know what sounds absolutely divine to me right now? Chocolate chip cookies. They're the most scrumptious treats ever. Now I shall tell you a random story of the life of a dear chocolate cookie of mine:

His name was Fred. Yes, Fred. Why did I name him Fred? Don't ask. Fred was a small fry (er, cookie). As he basked in the sun that was streaming through the kitchen window, while lying on a cookie sheet (*heehee*) I followed his sweet scent and floated over to the island in which he was laying on. I poured myself a glass of milk and dunked him. Yes, I dunked Fred in a glass of milk. But that's not the best part. After the dunking, comes the eating. Fred was the best cookie I ever ate.

Now comes the moral of my story: Don't name your cookies, cause that's just weird.

I don't know about you, but I'm pumped to see what 2011 is going to bring! What sort of curve ball will I have to [attempt] to catch this year? It's like a thrilling movie where you're sitting on the edge of your seat *bites nails*.

I shall leave you with this epic, random quote: "Do a good deed in Canada, not the zoo." --Lauren Barlow