love is a battlefield.

Here’s to you, Pat Benatar or Jordin Sparks. You got it right. It has been brought to my attention (by Keith) that in my last blog post I basically said I didn’t love our family’s new addition. This was not the sentiment I wished to convey. Rather, I just wanted the world to know that loving a new dog like I love our Lola is going to be a process. Obviously. The events surrounding Jackson’s first vet trip landed me in a severe state of annoyance and anger. But just to set the record straight, I do still love him. I’m just working on loving him more.

It’s not easy though when I wake up at 5 a.m. to discover that he’s somehow turned on the outside water faucet and it’s spewing water at full speed onto our patio. By the time Keith got out to turn it off, the water was already standing several inches deep on the patio. Ah, such is life with the new mutt…

In other news, I found this little gem at Drug Emporium the other day. It’s a goatee shaving template. Because everyone needs one of those, right? There was even a very informative instructional video playing demonstrating the power of the goatee template. According to the package, the template:

• creates the perfect goatee
• adjustable for any size face
• cuts goatee grooming time

There it is folks. Laugh yourselves silly.

Meet Jackson.

My apologies for the small image. I almost exclusively take photos with my iPhone now. It’s just so freakin’ convenient. We got the dog! Yay! We got him last Thursday, and our good friend Bill gave us a dogloo and some food and water bowls. This played a big part in our decision to get him. Do you know how much Dogloos cost?? Anyhow, he is amazing and I love love love him. I like to hug him and squeeze him and kiss him on his face and talk to him like he’s a baby. He has the best temperament on the planet, he loves kids, he likes to cuddle and he likes to play. And he’s so stinkin’ cute. Seriously. We took him on 2-hour walks both Saturday and Sunday, but today since it’s a work day, he’s yet to go on his walk. So…he chewed through our water hose. And I’m sure he did something else, but the backyard is dark and I can’t tell. Keith is adamant about him being a strictly outside dog, but I’m just not so sure this is possible. When we get the back yard cleaned (and less muddy), we’re going to experiment with him inside in small doses.

He and Lola met, but it wasn’t such a great moment. He stuck his nose through the door, wagging his tale, she walked to the door and sniffed at him. She hissed, he growled, calamity could have ensued. But we closed the door. We’ll give them a do-over in about a week. For now, he stares through the window at her and she sits in the window and taunts him. Hopefully he won’t harbour any ill feelings. That Lola…she’s a little hard around the edges.

Anyhow, praying for and thinking about my cousin Amy who is in Dallas this week for egg monitoring and retrieval (IVF). This is me sending her some baby vibes! I am so hopeful for her!