Not Me Monday's

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

So last week I did not go to the eye doctor and tell her I couldn't see and she did NOT tell me I had my contacts in the wrong eye. I did not sleep with both of my chocolate children in the bed on Saturday night and did not let them stay when Sean got home which did not force him to sleep on the couch. Birdie did not pee in the house three times. Birdie did NOT pee in the house three times. Birdie did NOT PEE IN THE HOUSE THREE TIMES!

I did not have a nervous break down last night while trying to repair a light fixture which did not lead to me taking it out of the ceiling and doing some minor electrical work. And this did not make S mad one bit.

I did not try to climb through a fence to get my picture taken for the newspaper for a fundraiser I'm doing for Rance (because the photographer insisted we take a picture by a horse and it was inside the fence) and the wind did NOT blow my skirt over my head and everyone did NOT see my undies and boo-tay.

I did not eat gluten free cake for dinner three nights this week and I did not gain five pounds since my last weigh in. I also did not drink 5 coke zeros this weekend and did not have three candy bars and a bag of chips at the rodeo.

And last of all I did not forget to do the laundry last night and S did have a dry pair of jeans to wear today :)

Goodbye Monday

Is there anyone out their that actually likes Mondays? Maybe Monday's should be taken out of the week, but then I'd hate Tuesdays. Really though, it's not the whole Day of Monday that I hate, it's Monday mornings.

I had a sucky Saturday and an OK Sunday due to Celiac Disease and a major migraine but Friday I actually had a great time. So Friday afternoon around 2:30ish a major thunderstorm blew up and work was no longer a workplace. Everyone upstairs came running down stairs, the tornado sirens went off, and it rained so hard you could hardly see outside. There were limbs and trees down all over town! Sean and I were supposed to leave for a rodeo at 3:00 so I had to drive home in the storm, it had let up a little by then. When I got to the barn I found Sean running around in a camouflage rain poncho gathering up goats. A tree had fallen onto his mothers goat's pen and they all ran for the hills. It was a sight!

Sean and I were the only two to go to the rodeo so it was kind of fun. We took the scenic route to Lincoln,AR (up near Fayetteville) and got to see lots of beautiful scenery. We also saw a dairy farm. We don't have those around here in central Arkansas. It was neat to see all the black and white dairy cows! It was also nice to spend the evening alone with Sean. We are having one of Sean's friends from New Mexico stay with us for a few weeks so we aren't going to have many alone nights for awhile. By the way have you ever heard anyone from New Mexico speak? Their accent is really different!

Anyway I rounded out the weekend in bed with a migraine and cleaned the house a little.

Wow what a boring post, no wonder no one reads this thing! Here, here are some pictures of the dogs to make even more boring!

We hear a fourwheeler!

There it goes!Wait he's leaving!Ok Banjo How do I get out there?


Bye mom!

Show us where you live Friday

It's Friday! Show us where you live Friday! This week is bathrooms. I didn't really want to show my bathrooms this week because they aren't the cutest, but I will show you what I found in my shower! Birdie! For some reason she loves it here. When we let her inside she runs straight to the shower and lays down. We aren't sure if there is something wrong with her or not but her obsession with water is a little strange. She likes for us to turn on the shower so she can get wet. Whenever she goes missing inside we know where to look. Hope you have a great weekend! See you next time!

My Chocolate Children

Well it's Friday and I have nothing of importance to blog about, I'm just ready to sleep in tomorrow especially after an hour of hell Cardio Boot Camp. (yeah! I learned how to use the strikethrough font!) I can't feel my body and I'm pretty sure I sweat enough last night to fill a small swimming pool. I've had a long week and am ready to rest. By the way, do you know how embarrassing it is to go to the eye doctor because you think your vision has changed only to have the Dr. tell you you have your contacts in the wrong eyes? I do!

Those of you who read my blog know how in love I am with my Chocolate Children. Birdie turned four months old last weekend so I thought I'd post some pictures of her and Banjo as they have aged.

This is Banjo at 12 weeks old. Sean surprised me one day and brought him home with a cute little blue bandanna tied around his neck. I fell in love instantly. Sean had already picked out the name Banjo Bojangles in case you are wondering why anyone would name a dog that cute something that ugly unusual.
Here is Birdie at 12 weeks. A bit smaller than Banjo was. This picture makes me cry. I wish they would stay that sweet and small forever! (But learn how to potty outside) Because she was probably the prettiest puppy we had ever seen, we named her Pretty Bird, which is what mom used to say to me when I was a baby when we saw birds, which is probably why my first real word was "bird."

This is Birdie at 14 weeks. Notice she's about the same size as Banjo was at 12 weeks. Check out how much Sean has changed...wow.
This is Banjo at 4 months old. Around the same age as Birdie is right now. He was so much calmer than she is.


Here's Birdie now in the same seat! They like to ride in my car. (See here & here) I finally found a seat protector at Cabela's for the back bench seat. I love it! It covers great and is the same color as my seats. It's also waterproof. Too bad they don't make one for bucket seats.
Here's Banjo now. He weighs in at about 80 pounds. Notice the toy he has. It's a duck head. I ran over his favorite stuffed duck with the lawn mower so now he just carries around the thing's head, it's a little disturbing. I'll have to buy him another duck. This is duck #2. Duck #1 got the stuffing torn out of him and was just a limp piece of fabric...nice. I'm pretty sure it's unhealthy to love your puppies this much!