Skunked again!

Damn dog! And with A working tonight too.  Once again he got it in the face and clearly took some in his mouth. He was foaming.  Scary stuff.  Not fun cleaning him up, but I think I got it off.  It helps that he's mostly white, so you can see where he was sprayed.

My dog has a hard head.

Ask me how I know!  Sunday night, I was playing with Boomer - he was running around my mom's house, having a grand time just dashing around.  As I knelt there, waiting for him to return - well - he returned.  He hit me head on - skull to skull.  I never saw it coming.  He came from behind and just clocked me.  It took me a little bit to get up.  No one even knew it had happened - they were all either out on the porch or in the kitchen.  When I finally felt like I could get up, I went and got myself an ice pack, then proceeded to the security of A's arms, crying because it hurt.  It really freaking hurt.  Dang dog has a seriously hard head.  My sister was worried about a concussion, but I never lost conciousness.  I think Boomer felt bad - poor dog was just playing.  But DAMN his head is hard. 

Happiness is...

....making plans.  Tomorrow is A's firehouse picnic.  The crowd may be small this year, but most of my favorite people will be there.  YAY!  Saturday, we are headed up to the Cape and will spend my birthday with my family.  YAY!  YAY!  Good things.  Happy things.  And, my knitting projects are coming along nicely.  I learned to make nupps.  I don't see a lot of them in my future, but I've done it. 

stuck

No change in the weight.  Again.  I think this is 3 or 4 weeks now.  If I were at my goal, I would be thrilled, but I really want to lose 5 more.  It's not that I look bad now, but I could look better and a few more clothes would fit.  And my goal weight is higher than I used to consider my ideal weight, so I don't want to keep increasing that number.  To further complicate things, I've got a little injury.  I think I've got shin splints in my right leg.  (Is it still the plural splints if it's only one muscle?)  The muscle is very sore, so I"m going to take a day or so off from my walking regimen.  And I'm going to try to stick to the plan more closely - but I've got some challenges this week.  What I don't want to see is the scale finally move - in the wrong direction.

What was God thinking?

Do you ever wonder that?  I do.  Like when I look at crab grass.  What was He thinking?  What useful purpose does crab grass serve?  I wonder what he was thinking with spiders and snakes and bees - but I do get that they serve a useful purpose.  But crab grass?  Not convinced.  It's annoying as all get out.  We finally get our front lawn looking good and WHAM crab grass.  It's a bit of a battle.  See, the neighbors to our left, the neighbors to our right, the neighbor across the street - none of them really give a hoot about the crab grass.  Well, the ones to the right might care, but they do nothing about it.  The one across the street is into the natural look.  At first, she didn't even own a power mower.  She used a environmentally friendly mower - aka a push mower.  The thing with those is that the blades can't move fast enough to cut all kinds of grass & weeds.  She finally got an electric mower, but fertilizer and weed control?  Not happening there.  And then there's the problem neighbors to our left.  I think they have embraced crab grass as a design feature.  It lines their driveway and sidewalk.  And it creeps over into our yard.  So, we fight on in the battle against the crab grass, a piece of God's creation that I just don't get.

Stuck

I've been stuck on the same number for a couple of weeks.  UGH.  I suppose though, it's better than the number going up.  I will rededicate myself this week.  My goal is to be down 5 by the 15th of September. 

New York State is big and other thoughts

New York State is really big.  I know it's not as big as Texas, California, Alaska and various other states - but when you come from little Connecticut, New York State is big.  We went to a shower for A's brother and his fiancee this weekend.  It was in the Finger Lakes Region.  That's about 5 1/2 hours from our home (6 if you are driving a little slower after getting pulled over for speeding).  It amazes me that we could be that far from home and still be in the same state.  I would see other cars with NY plates and think "Hey another NYer"  and then remember DUH - we're in NY.

At a barbecue with families from the firehouse, the wives were sitting around discussing things.  One thing discussed was that beige panties are dull.  Yes, they are boring.  But they have their place.  Like when you are wearing something on your lower half that is not completely opaque.  One doesn't really want to be wearing dark undies under that flowy white skirt, because if the wind snugs it up against your butt, they show.

I like seeing farms, farmland and farmhouses.  I just think they are pretty.

Proseco is good stuff.  I need to get me some.

Knitting in the car is relatively easy.  Tinking in the car, not so much.  Tinking sticky yarn like Noro Silk Garden, not my favorite activity.

adulthood is hard

Sometimes trying to be an adult downright sucks.  Trying to do the right thing is not easy.  Resisting the urge to have the last word in an argument is really really hard, especially when the other party couldn't do the same, but right now, that's what I'm doing.  I'm sucking it up and I'm not happy about it but I know it's best in the long run.  I'm angry and sad.  Trying to let the recent crabbiness just roll off my back.  But dealing with the digs, I can only let it go so long, but today I even said - hey this is not going in a good direction - it needs to stop - and it did momentarily - but the last word needs to be had and needs to be had and needs to be had.  And I'm sitting here hoping that I've let the last word be had by someone else.  How many times are you told "maybe you should have done X" as an answer to an argument before the last word ends up being "yeah, you're right"  I don't ever want that to be the last word, so here, I vent, so that it isn't the last word today and it never is the last word.

Happiness is....

... another finished object - especially when it's the afghan I've been working on for 4 months.  I'll be delivering the gift to my brother-in-law and his fiancee this Saturday at their shower.  So - a full shot and a close up shot.  Now back to knitting for me!

Happiness is....

....10 years together.  Ten years ago tonight, A & I had our first date.  I remember him telling me how much he loved his job, I remember thinking what a nice butt he had.  It was hot that night.  We went to Smith & Wollensky's in mid-town.  Afterwards, he walked me back to Grand Central Terminal and he kissed me goodbye.  Ten years later I still love kissing that man.

Tuesday weigh in

And it's good - down over a pound.  Still need another pound plus to be at my pre-vacation weight.  My goal is five more pounds - well really six, because I would like to break a barrier.  I'm feeling good, back on the program - although I will be cheating tonight - hot date with the hubby.  Anyway - getting up in the morning to walk is going well and sometimes I sneak in an evening walk with the dog - so it's good.