Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts

Sunday, November 20, 2011

About Me

I don't spend as much time at my blog as I used to. Facebook takes up so much of my online time, with its games and keeping up with friends and family. But when I come here to my blog and read others' blogs, it seems quieter, calmer, more peaceful. Maybe I should come here more often.

I just spent a good deal of time catching up on the blogs I follow. One of them is Lost in Books. The creator of that blog, Rebecca, posted a meme at her blog nearly a month ago that I'd like to also respond to.

Age: 38

Chore that you hate: Toilets, because they're disgusting (especially with males in the house), and tubs because I'm short, which means I also have shorter arms and legs than most people, so cleaning them is difficult. I have a hard time reaching the areas of the tub and tub wall furthest from the outside of the tub.

Dogs: We have two - a toy poodle named Pippin and Charlie's Jack Russell Milo, who I sometimes call Julio because, well, nicknames kind of just happen and don't always make sense.

Cats: Three - a black female named Sadie (she's kind of evil, but loves me), a black and white female named Evie (usually in her own world; Charlie says she's a hippy) and a black and tan tabby male named Sam (a total mama's boy).

Essential start to your day: Breakfast, when I have time for it. Which I never do on Sundays.

Favorite colors: Green and red. Though not together unless it's Christmas. I also really like lavender and plum and some shades of blue (aqua, turquoise, royal, cobalt, etc.)

Gold or silver: Depends on what it is.

Height: 5' 0"

Instruments you play: None.

Job title: I have a few - Mother, Housewife, Homemaker, Stay-at-Home-Mom, Keeper of the Home, Domestic Goddess, etc. :-)

Kids: Two. My son Sean is 14 and has been making me very proud lately with his love for God and going to church. My daughter Kelly is 11 and is still very close to me. I hope she doesn't turn into one of those horrible teenage girls who roll their eyes at their moms and don't want to have anything to do with them.

Live in: Blessed to live in North Carolina. <3

Mother-in-law's name: Her name was Nancy Rose. She passed away in late February 2007.

Nicknames: Charlie calls me "Baby". To everyone else I'm Niki or Nick.

Overnight hospital stays: The births of my children. All other hospital stays were outpatient surgery (laparascopy for endometriosis in 1998) and several hours due to an illness (stomach flu) that nearly killed me when I was 17. In the latter case, the doctors said I would've been dead in a matter of hours if my mom hadn't brought me to the hospital.

Pet peeves: People who speed in school zones during school zone hours. Especially when they ride my tail while I'm doing the 25 mph or 35 mph school zone speed limit. Ticks me off! People who go above (over 5 mph above) or below the speed limit. Both drive me crazy. People who don't use their blinkers. Drawers or cabinets that are left open. Clothes and trash left in the floor. Spills not wiped up on the counters and stove.

Right or left-handed: Right

Siblings: A brother named Del who is about 18 months younger than me and a foot taller.

Time you wake up: Weekdays, 7:00 AM. Saturday: Whenever. Sunday: 8:00 AM.

Vegetable you hate: Pretty much all of them. (Except potatoes and black eyed peas, which are more like beans.) They make me gag, both because of their taste and their texture.

What makes you run late: My kids. They're so slow!

X-rays you've had: Teeth, mammogram, I think my heart when I was 14 and my ankle when I was 10. The ankle was twisted, not broken.

Yummy food that you make: Beef stew, chicken parmesan (no frying, no crust, super delicious), arroz con pollo, Italian chili, Mexican dinner (tacos, enchiladas, refried beans), chili, lemon oregano chicken, pasta bake, lasagna, pancakes (from scratch) and baked whole chicken.

Zoo animal: Eh. I'm not really a zoo person, but I reckon I like the cats, giraffes, polar bears, seals.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Barking Behemoth

Apparently the folks in the corner house diagonally across from us have a new barking horse (aka, a big dog). I'm not sure what kind it is as I can't get a good view of him from this distance. I do know that his name is Chance. The lady who lives there came out the back French doors yesterday, told Chance to be quiet, and then brought him inside.

People often say that little dogs are yappy and bark at everything. Maybe Chance is a little dog in a big dog's body. He barks at Pippin (our toy poodle) when I take him out and at our across-the-street neighbors' puppy (a cream poodle mix named Ginger) when they take her outside to potty. Chance also stands at the back doors of his home, trying to look in, and barks, wanting to go inside.

I first noticed Chance yesterday morning when I took Pippin out to do his business. Chance began barking at Pippin, which made Pip nervous. He wanted to get back inside and not potty. I wanted to get back inside too. I couldn't really see Chance at first (a tree partially blocks my view) and was afraid he might come to our yard and attack Pippin.

I found out later that Chance is chained up, so that's good. Pippin's beginning to ignore Chance and do his business. Also good.

I don't mind the barking really. They keep him inside at night. I just don't like that his barking makes Pippin nervous. Too bad they don't have a privacy fence around their yard. Then Chance couldn't see Pippin or Ginger and wouldn't bark at them.

lol So this was a rather boring entry. Sorry for that.