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Just One Of The Many Reasons I Hate To Cook

Please don’t analyze too closely why I am still in my workout clothes while cooking dinner. πŸ™‚

Just to prove that I am actually cooking, here is what has been produced thus far:
pork chops, brown rice and green beans, and blueberry citrus salad
roasted red pepper soup and garlic & herb bread sticks
frozen pizza – What? It totally counts!
steaks, rosemary roasted red potatoes and asparagus
And for tonight, beef barley soup and sides that are yet to be determined

I hope everyone had a nice weekend. Ours was pretty tame. We did see Thor, which we both liked and thought was worth going to the theater for. Also, it’s nice to have the husband home on the weekends. He’s very nice about helping me with the sick dog.

The Bailey Chair Is Here!

And Mr. Darcy HATES it! No we are not talking about lower case hate, but full on upper case HATE. Of course, it probably doesn’t help that his unhinged owner (yes, that would be me) was screaming at him, “Knock it off you stupid dog! I’m trying to keep you alive!”.

An optimistic, glass half full person would say that he’s smiling in the photo above. He’s not. He’s panting, and plotting his next escape attempt. I have to go do this all over again in about half an hour. Pray for me.

7 Quick Takes Friday

This post is linked to 7 Quick Takes Friday at Conversion Diary.

1. I have had repair people at my house all week giving me bids: a handyman, a glass guy, a carpenter, a landscaper, a brick guy. Sometimes home maintenance seems never ending.

2. Mr. Darcy has not had a great week. BUT, as I write this, he has just eaten for the first time in two days!!! It’s insane how happy this has made us. πŸ™‚

3. Still haven’t decided on the curtain fabric. Go here if you would like to weigh in. I’m having serious problems with indecision.

4. Jules over at Pancakes and French Fries is a really good writer. She wrote a very amusing post this week about women and our hair. Check it out here. I think it’s worth your time.

5. Our city elections are on Saturday. The mayoral race has turned a bit nasty. And there doesn’t seem to be a clearly good choice. This kind of stuff always makes me want to skip voting. But in the end, I usually vote. I feel too guilty, otherwise.

6. Mr. Bingley is being a pretty good sport about all of the extra time and attention given to Mr. Darcy. Except for the shorter walks and/or lack of walks. He has tried to take off on his own a few times. Pretty ornery for eleven years old. πŸ˜‰

7. Energy. I am really feeling a lack of it these days. Anyone have any surefire foods or vitamins that they feel really help with energy levels? I know fruits and veggies, blah, blah, blah. But I’m looking for specifics here. I am taking a high quality multi-vitamin, vitamin D and fish oil. Suggestions, please!

Happy Friday!

Friday Roundup

I just have a list of things for today.

1. The husband is miffed that I have not cleared his name regarding the rat proofing. So here goes: he saw reason and agreed to hire the company. They are coming today! Thanks, honey. πŸ™‚

2. Happy Mother’s Day to my mom and all you mamas out there. And happy 90th birthday to my grandma. Please pray for her that she has a good day on Sunday, since that is not always a given.

3. In an act of desperation, I bought a very expensive car seat yesterday to see if it would work for feeding Mr. Darcy. No dice.

4. Mr. Darcy is now being tested for Addison’s Disease. I thought he had already been tested for that, but apparently not. He’s not doing too good.

5. We just saw the movie There Be Dragons last night in a pre show. It was very, very good. It opens today. I highly recommend it.

6. My niece’s volleyball team made it to nationals. Woo hoo!

7. Neither my curtains nor the fabric samples I ordered have shown up. This has been a very disappointing mail week.

8. I did order my new couch! Although, the sales lady was supposed to email a receipt to me and she did not. This makes me nervous.

9. I have been calling and talking to a lot of contractors and home repair people over that last couple of weeks. My stats are okay, but not great. I’ve got quite a few people scheduled. But I’m getting blown off by some as well. I’ve tried to become unshockable, but I can’t help being stunned at the way some people run their businesses. And not in a good way.

Happy Friday and best wishes for a great weekend!

Fat Tuesday Volume XVI

I’m back to doing Fat Tuesday. I completely blew it off last week. I wasn’t functioning very well. This lingering cough I have has really caused some problems. And taking care of Mr. Darcy on top of it, has really worn me out. I have noticed that if he has a good day, then so do I. If he has a bad day… I really need to work on that.

Here is how the weight loss quest stands:
I had lost nine pounds, but now gained back two. Hopefully this is just a temporary fluctuation.

I have been measured twice since I started working with my trainer and my measurements have decreased each time.

I have not worked out since last Wednesday, due to breathing difficulties from this sickness. I will start again on my own today and back with the trainer on Friday.

I am starting the plain and boring lean meats and vegetables for dinner thing this week. But I still have trouble with what to eat for lunch and dinner. I really need to work on that, so I don’t make bad decisions.

How is everyone else doing? Have you lost some weight? Are you feeling stronger from exercising regularly?

PS Thanks to everyone for your lovely comments from a couple of weeks ago. That picture of me was taken from the best possible angle. I probably should have included the next one on the roll, which looked so different that you might have thought it was a different person. πŸ™‚

What’s Goin On?

Hi! I haven’t posted to my blog in over a week, and I skipped Fat Tuesday. I’m having some issues here. Nothing too serious, but you know how everything that’s happening in your own life seems super important? Even when you intellectually know that it’s not, and that you should be thankful you don’t live somewhere else, like Japan or Libya? That’s what’s going on with me.

My oldest friend came to visit me last week and it was so much fun and just plain nice to have her here. Unfortunately, I started to come down with something while she was here. I have a horrible cough, and sound as if I have been smoking for 30 years. Mr. Darcy had some issues as well. Issues that caused me to start calling him “Squirty McGee”. Enough said.

I wanted to write a funny blog post instead of a whiny one, because I feel like I’ve been pretty complainy lately. But apparently, being sick for a week doesn’t give me much to blog about. No projects completed. No furniture bought. There is this one thing…

You know you have been married a long time when: you know what has happened just by your spouse saying one sentence. It just so happens that the husband and I had our 15 year wedding anniversary last week. Woo Hoo! Anyway, he calls me from work and says: “Hey, I met this really interesting guy today.” to which I reply: “#$*%! Seriously?! Not another investment guy! Do they just let anybody into your office building?!” And I was spot on, as the Brits would say. Of course it wasn’t just any old, staid mutual fund broker. That would be too nice. I would have even settled for an insurance guy. Or an insurance guy masquerading as an investment guy. But no, this was real nut job. Some guy selling a mutual fund with futures inside of it. Why don’t we just take the money up to that huge casino in Oklahoma and play craps or roulette? Seems about the same to me.

Does anyone else have this happen at their office or their spouse’s? I’m starting to think I need to go down there and put a barricade in front of his door. The scary part is that I don’t think they can get in to see him unless he gives permission. So, what I really need to do is make him a meaner person. But that doesn’t work well for our dynamic. He’s the nice one and I’m the mean one. πŸ™‚ If I make him mean too, we’re really in trouble.

Fat Tuesday Volume XV: A List Of Excuses

What’s up? It’s after 2:00 on Tuesday and this is the first time I have logged into my blog this week. I am still fat and I know the reason why: FOOD! I will soon be starting a boring and bland routine of lean meats, vegetables and fruit. I am no longer able to fool myself into thinking I can eat moderate amounts of whatever I want and still lose weight as long as I exercise.

Here are my excuses for being an absentee blogger:
1. I went to Houston.

This sweetie had to be baptized.

This cutie was there, too. Don't be fooled by the sweet smile, she's two!

Sadly, this is the best picture I have taken in ages. (That's my mom in the background!)

2. I went to Austin to go wedding dress shopping with my sister. Except, she found a dress in Houston the day before. I know! Right?! I did have a great time with my mom and my sister. And we found a great suit for my mom to wear to the wedding.

3. My sick dog and my wimpy dog have been making it difficult to sleep through the night. Last night was the first night in over a week that I have been home and not awakened in the middle of the night by either sick dog or wimpy dog. Wimpy dog doesn’t like thunder storms. I’m hoping last night becomes the norm.

4. I’m cleaning my house like crazy because my friend is coming to visit! She told me not to, but I totally am anyway. It will be so pathetic if I don’t get done. But at least I will have the excuse that she told me not to. πŸ˜‰

A positive development:
My art is no longer being held hostage at Aaron Brothers!

They're ALL done!

If I’m brave enough, I’ll post before and afters of my closet tomorrow. That’s a big if. Although, the closet doesn’t look as bad as the bedroom. I definitely won’t post any pics of the bedroom. Total disaster area!

7 Quick Takes Friday

This post is linked up to Conversion Diary.

1. Happy April Fool’s Day and happy birthday to me! I’m not fooling about the birthday, but I might be about the happy part. πŸ˜‰

2. I may have found a Bailey chair for Mr. Darcy (see previous post). It’s in the SF Bay area, so we’ll see if we can actually get it here.

3. Until I can find a chair, I have to feed him on the stairs with his food above him. Then I have to try and hold him in place for 15 minutes after he’s done. I’ve only made it 8 minutes so far. It’s hard!

4. I showed the husband a purse on Ebay last month that I wanted. He claims that he didn’t act fast enough and it sold to someone else. I keep thinking he’s joking, but he swears he didn’t get it. I’ve never seen another one, so that’s it for the purse. Oh well, it’s just a thing. Right? Right????

5. How are you doing on your Lenten sacrifice? I’m doing okay on mine, but not great. I’ve definitely slipped a few times. Mostly in the form of soda. It’s very difficult to stay awake during the day, when I am not sleeping through the night due to the sick dog. I really, really need to learn to like black coffee. I know I’ve said that I want to kick the caffeine habit, but that seems improbable and possibly dangerous at the moment.

6. My veterinarian just called while I was writing this. He told me on Tuesday that he would call me on Wednesday. He didn’t. I called him yesterday. He was off. When he called me this morning, he said “I’m returning your call”. And then there was this big pause, like a big unspoken “What do you want? “. I am very annoyed right now.

7. Our newest nephew and God-child is being Baptized this weekend. Happy un-heathen day to Michael Patrick!

I hope you have a lovely weekend.

PS I have to add this even though it’s technically No. 8: Our insurance agent just called my cell phone and left me a Happy Birthday message. It would be only a bit odd if I knew him, but I’ve never met the man. He just took over our agent’s accounts a couple of months ago. Does it mean that I am too cynical, that I think this is bizarre?

The Diagnosis

Hi, my name is Mr. Darcy. And I must now endure the indignity of a high chair.

Mr. Darcy has a megaesophagus. Basically, the muscle doesn’t work properly anymore and food sits there instead of heading on down to his stomach. I am now in the process of trying to find him a Bailey chair. Yes, I know many of you will find this ridiculous. But it is evidently, the best way to ensure proper digestion and therefore avoid death by bacterial pneumonia.

Dear God, it’s me Nichole (not Margaret). If you are in the mood to listen to my sarcastic whining today, I would like to say this: I am supposed to feed a BABY in a high chair. Not a DOG.

PS Thanks God, for putting up with me. I know I’m a pain in your see through ass. πŸ˜‰

Fat Tuesday Volume XIII

It’s Tuesday.

I’m fat.

I’ve been up since 3:30 AM with a sick dog.

That’s all I’ve got for today.