Tuesday, May 5, 2009

This looked fun


And it was :)

take your answer for each of the following 12 questions and do a google image search of it:

•name
•favorite food
•hometown
•favorite colour
•favorite movie
•favorite drink
•dream vacation
•favorite dessert
•self description
•how you are feeling
•favorite thing in the world
•what you want to be when you grow up.


go here to make a mosiac

(idea from Stacey )

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Iris and Noah

I really only have a few things to say about this:

1. That's is a dog, not a rabbit :)

2. Noah does not always walk on all 4's.

3. That is the cutest little Iris in all the land!

m

Friday, May 1, 2009

Iris rules, end of story

yeah, that's not the end of the story, y'all know me better than that. This Iris thing is too good not to delve right into, for like ever and ever. She's amazing, this little one, and we are all over-the-moon in love with her.

Here she is only minutes after landing in Sky Harbor International Airport. Freaked out, for sure, but we bonded instantly and she was peacefully sleeping on my lap within hours of meeting me.





Our first stop was my work. Had to say hello to the troops. It was the least I could do, seeing that they (especially Traci) was with me every step of the way in the puppy-selection process.

We didn't even go inside, that will happen soon enough. We hung out outside, she pooped, peed, pooped again and took a drink. I even managed to refrain from taking a pooping picture, that's how much I love you people. Cuz, if I had taken that picture, you can be damn sure I would have posted it. You can thank me later.





Here we are, still at the office, chilling in the niche of the windows. Check out the hose, which I wanted to photoshop out of picture, but decided against it as it does give some frame of reference on her size.





Here's our happy girl. Gotta love the smile of a Frenchie!






Tuckered out after a day of travel. Uncle Mike has 'the touch' and she instantly fell asleep in her lap. I can't wait for Iris to meet his dog, Harley.




It's kinda late now and everyone has left. The kids are asleep, and it's only the three of us now. Me, Peter and Iris. I think she's done with the jet lag thing and is running around the house, exploring the plethora of things she can either chew up, pee on, or if she's really feeling bold, BOTH. We are following her around with "appropriate" chew toys, which, amazingly enough, she's taking. I know this because I can hear the clicking of the bone against the tile floor as I type.

I have to give a quick shout out to her breeder, the 3 sisters at Green Acre Pets. Persis, my breeder, was a joy to work with. It's already clear that Iris has been well loved, well trained, and well bred. I am so thankful for their dedication to this breed, and this little doll face. If you should find yourself wanted a pure bred dog, look them up. They pretty much rock!

With that, I'm outtie, I'm going to lay on the floor and watch our little Iris play with her bone under the big chairs in the family room. I'd do a play by play but that would be exciting only to me, and I find it hard to type while laying on my stomach.

m

Saturday, April 25, 2009

I am so in love!

For nearly two months I've been consumed with finding the perfect dog for our family. We decided that a French Bulldog would be a good fit for us, and so the search began. I can't begin to tell you how many websites I've viewed. How many google searches I did. How many phone calls and emails I made to breeders. Or how with each email my longing for a dog increased.

I've found many I liked, only to forward to Peter where he voted her off the island. At times I thought I would kill him. But his desire for the right dog balanced out my weakness for a cute face. Yesterday, I found another beauty. I emailed her to Peter, and he agreed, she's perfect. He even let sarah look take a peek (the kids have no idea! they are going to die!) and she loved "uncle Rick's new puppy"

It's been a long time coming, a new dog. I haven't had a dog since 2000. We are thrilled to finally be at a place were we feel we will be good dog parents. We had many opportunities to be home to some amazing dogs, but we knew it wouldn't be fair to the dog. We weren't ready. Now we are, though, and if feels great!

To say I'm not terrified would be a lie. I'm as scared as I was bringing home Noah. "do I know how to do this?", "how do you potty train again?", "will the pee and poo gross me out?", "will I ever want to leave the house again!!"

Okay, okay, I've rambled enough. Here's our new baby. We get her Friday - 6 days from today. I can hardly breathe thinking about it.

she's so small!
m

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

break

I've been MIA for a while. This is what I've been up to.

www.michellesnotetoself.blogspot.com

Trying to make some changes. Be healthier. Be happier. Be a better me.

The Note To Self blog is really what's in my brain, put to paper. It's intended to be for me, for when I fall off the wagon. Something I can come back to and remember how I feel now. How good I feel now. With the hope that I'll get back on that wagon and continue to stay on track. I'd love to hear your comments/struggles/tricks!

Anyway, I might continue to be away from here for a bit. I'm still in the getting-all-fired-up-trying-to-figure-out-how-to-make-this-a-part-of-my-life phase. So I'm thinking blogging (here)will take a back seat until I get that figured out.

I'll leave with this little convo between Peter and I. It should make sense now, with the above information.

Peter and I after work, on cell phones trying to figure out the evening plans.

Peter: "you sound cranky"
Me: "Yah, I kinda am, I guess. I don't feel cranky, but Michael said that too. I think I'm just hungry"
Peter: "well you knew it would happen"
Me: "I know. it's just weird. I shouldn't be hungry. I ate a good snack like an hour and a half ago. it's hard to te---"
Peter: "tell if it's hungry or habit?!"
Me: "YES!"
Peter: "trust me babe, I understand. I'm fat, too"
Me: dead silence
Me: "did you just say you understand cuz you're fat TOO?"
Peter: "no. oh no! I said, "*I* understand cuz I'm fat....too" "
Me: dead silence
Peter: "Yes, I know that I just stuck my food in my mouth!"

well, it cracked me up!

Friday, March 6, 2009

3 things

thing one:

sarah has twenty teeth. She told me this today, out of the blue. I've no idea how many teeth she has, or should have, or shouldn't have. I also have no idea if I believe her, but if I've learned anything from the #1 child, these kids do not lie. Since she went to the dentist the other day I'm really thinking she knows wants she's talking about. So there you have it. Sarah has 20 teeth, and she knows it.



thing two:

Noah lets me go to my standing Thursday night dinner date with Lori. You didn't know that? yah, neither did I! We were talking about schedules and the alternating weekends, and sleep overs when I said something like, I'm not sure about staying overnight on friday night since you'll be gone at that school camping trip saturday night. ya know. I do like to see you on weekends. His reply? I like to see you too, but think about my dad. He only sees me every other weekend. and besides, I let you go out to dinner with Lori on Thursdays. Yah, okay son. Thanks for letting me do that. So very kind of you.



thing three:
Kate's crazy adorable, but she farts. Like kinda a lot. And ya know what, it kinda cracks me up. Is it wrong of me to put that here?

m

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

follow up

Noah's school, and his teachers, and his classmates ROCKED that science fair! I know, sounds crazy huh? Aren't the required by law to be boring? Well this one wasn't.

The fourth grade projects were wonderful. Noah's was (is) really cool, for sure, but check out what some of these other kids did. This is only a handful of the projects. They were crazy good. Even Noah was excited to check out each and every display. (forgive the bad pics, fluorescent lights and my camera phone)






Prickly Pear Cactus. The quills are toothpicks, the flowers were beautifully constructed from tissue paper. I wish I could remember what the fruit was made of.


Palo Verde. Made of paper limbs and perfectly arranged fake flowers.



Mormon Tea. This one was exquisite. Super simple plant that could have been boring, but she presented it in its different regions. BRILLIANT!! I could hardly stand how amazing this one was.




Fairy Duster. This one was GORGEOUS. Bright and fun and well constructed.





Grey Wolf. wow! WOOOOW people. You probably can't tell, but the rock cliff jutted from the board like 8 inches with different levels and shelves. It looked exactly like the high rock formations here.





And finally, Noah in front of his display. He was over me by the end, I won't lie, so gone is his camera smile. I'll forgive him though, he's still not 100% (today was first day back at school this week) He actually fell asleep on the way home...at 6pm.
m