Roni the Chihuahua & Road Trip
Roni Tuesday morning, with 5 hours to pack and get the estate in order before Beckett and I left for our excursion across America, I found a collarless Chihuahua in our backyard. It might be helpful to know that: a) I do not love small dogs. Especially Chihuahuas. b) This is not the first Chihuahua that has gotten stuck in our backyard. (Which is odd now that I think about it.) I seriously didn’t have time to figure out where the dude came from, so I just set him in the front yard and went back inside. …less than 2 seconds later… I came back out, picked him up, and…
Tubular Rescues & Flour Fun
I went to the dentist a few weeks for the first time in like 4 years, and I really only went because of the cavernous hole in my molar that my gum kept getting snagged on. I thought for sure a filling fell out, which was accurate, but it fell out because there was a cavity underneath the filling. (Is that a thing? I just typed a bunch of words that I think the dentist said but I could be way off.) As he was filling the cavity he was all, “WOW. That’s a really big cavity.” so that made me feel pretty good about the state of my teeth.…
Collarless, Liar Liar, Fire $#%&s, & Rocks.
We have an 18 month old. A legitimate kid who says things. How did that happen? I put him in some pajamas the other day – size 2T – that I remember getting. I thought, “He’ll neeeever be big enough to fit into these.” Not only did they fit, he verbally informed me they had “dinosaurs” on them. Sweet mercy. Why does time go by so fast? I will say, 18 months is a funny age. Personalities are emerging, emotions are being…explored, lies are being told, profanities are being used… I’ll get to all that. Collarless First…this. At first glance, you might think this reaction came when I told Beckett…
