Mar 062011
 

I have been sick for weeks I think. First I had the flu and now I have some horrible cold that Brandon passed to me. So I’m laying in bed doing homework, only.

Interesting little story about my laptop… a little while back my battery died.  I ended up buying and off brand battery because the new battery was insanely expensive (and my laptop is getting old).  Well, of course the battery didn’t fit well, and I have to keep the case on to keep the battery in there right (I bought this red case a long time ago when I first got my laptop – it was all scratched up and horrible looking, but I had to use it anyway).  Well, just recently, my charger died.  So Brandon bought me a new charger, and of course, this charger isn’t the same as the old charger.  This charger doesn’t fit with the red case that I have on my laptop.  So guess what, I had to get a new case.  So now I have a blue laptop.  So to say the least, I’m annoyed with my getting old laptop.  I’ve been trying to talk Brandon into getting me an iPad so I won’t need to get a new laptop anytime soon, but the talks haven’t been going well.  My boss Erin wrote a letter for me to give to him saying I needed one because of my oncoming educational pursuits and my job.  It didn’t work either.  Sad.

Speaking of educational pursuits, I have finally decided what to do about grad school.  I had an interview last Wednesday at Binghamton for their grad program.  Before I got home after the interview I had an email letting me know I had gotten in.  Well, even though I got in, I have finally decided to go to Syracuse (or stay there). To make a long story short, with my new job and new hours and new opportunities there, I am going to go to Syracuse part time.  I am hoping to get it done in 3 years though, so it won’t be too bad.  I’m happy with my decision, and exited about moving forward.

We watched Shorty this past week and the poor boy has a sore on his head. By Saturday when he was to be picked up it had healed over quite nicely. About an hour before he gets picked up, he scratches at it and the sore opens again. What a pita. All this for nothing.

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I don’t bake.  Anyone that knows me knows this.  I’m actually not very good at it.  I can make peanut butter balls, but as that doesn’t involve actually turning the stove on, we’re good.  So, when we had an entire tub full of blackberries that we picked from around the yard, I called upon Amy to come help me make pie out of them.

Well, as life goes, Amy just did it for me.  It was much more difficult to try to teach me.

She had to use our table as we have pretty much no counter space.  Ah…love the lake!

Erik kept sneaking blackberries out of the bowl.  Of course he was given away with the stains on his fingers.

She did an amazing job.  At least I think so, since I don’t really do blackberries.  I like the flavor, not a seed person.  I mean, it’s all in your mouth rolling around and it’s all you can taste.  It’s rough man – rough.  And as an obsessive flosser, having stuff stuck in my teeth is not my thing.

Life has been ultra hectic.  I’m pretty  much never home, and Brandon hasn’t been all week either.  We went for days without seeing each other.  So, I have a new husband.  And this is her ultra cute puppy.

Yes, she has a baby sling to carry her around it.  I think it’s pretty freaking funny.

I mean, our cat sleeps in the dog crate.

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Aug 112010
 

Well as I have eluded to last weekend being an interesting weekend, that’s to say the least.  We had 7 dogs here that we were watching, as well as the chicks and the cats.  So pretty much our entire life was consumed with animals.  Honestly, we enjoyed it.  No, we wouldn’t want to do it every weekend, but yes, they were fun.  And pretty freaking cute.

Erik loves Lizzy.  Okay well maybe it’s me.  Okay maybe it’s everyone.  She is the best little dog ever.  She is the sweetest dog in the whole wide world.  She also makes the cutest little squeaking noises when you cuddle her.  Everyone wants to snuggle her up.

I would keep her if I could.  I suppose being the puppy sitter is sufficient.  : )

The old man.  We like the old man.

We also pretended that we were cool and had a life and went to the Spiedie Fest in Binghamton on Saturday.  We love to pretend.  We pretend like once every few months.

I really like to pretend when we go to the Speidie Fest because I gotta tell you, I love fried dough.  Fried dough is like my caviar.  It’s a special treat to get it and is really expensive (in retrospect, it’s a piece of dough for 5 bucks).  And this year I got the boys hooked on it too.  And that’s how it should be.  Everyone should be hooked on fried dough.  There should be stores solely dedicated to fried dough.  Just imagine.  Then I’d be really fat.  But I would be fat and happy.

He cleans up nice.  Even with his scabs.  ; )

I will do another post tomorrow entirely dedicated to the balloons.  There are so many pictures and I can’t just choose a few – I love them all.  Such a beautiful sight.

I’m off to drown myself in last-week-of-school homework.  I hate this week.

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Jul 182010
 

So strangely enough, I am still alive.  We have been going through the motions of life but barely getting to sit down and just live.  Life has been unusually hectic, and well, I like it.

And the next thing to register on the strange-o-meter, I still have some pics from our garage sale that happened forever ago.

This here is my dear friend Jen looking oh so happy.  I’m sure she will murder me for this picture.  It’s alright.  I’m prepared to be murdered.  I’m a happy little girl, so I don’t mind.  : )

And this, this is my baby Lizzy.  I know I’ve already posted about her, but man, we love this puppy.  As well as her sister, Miley.

So moving on…Erik has decided that he has started to like going in the lake all by himself.  This is a large feat for our little, as last year for awhile we couldn’t only get him to walk in up to his shins.  Now he goes up to his chin.  I love watching him do it, and I am reminded everyday how much he has grown.  I can’t believe that he is such a big boy.  I am so proud of him though.  He is starting to learn to have no fear, and runs full speed at life.  I can’t wait to see him grow up and watch him go to his first day of school, and listen to his voice change, and watch him graduate.  My boy is special, he makes me happy, and damn is he cute.

Aunt Ashley has also been teaching him how to be a fishy since he will go in the water now.

And he loves it.  And Aunt Ashley.

Generally here at the lake it’s a dog pow wow.  This summer is no exception.  We enjoy having them around though.  Because, hell, we are completely dog people.

Lee likes to fish.

This weekend we also got the blessing of watching Jen’s puppies again!  Despite the minor accidents we love having them here.  We actually ended up with five dogs Friday night.  People must think we’re going out of our minds since our house is pretty tiny, but honestly, it was no big deal.  They’re much fun.  And, quite funny.

We had a wedding yesterday that we attended, so of course I have some photos from that.  Surprisingly enough, I really don’t have that many.  Next post.

I must be high on life or something, because I can’t sleep.  This girl is going on about 3 and a half hours of sleep.  My poor husband is ready to kill me I think.  On those wonderful nights that I can’t sleep, he always wakes up, and in his half asleep state, gets crispy at me for being awake.  He always apologizes later when he wakes up, but it’s still kind of funny.

Well I’m off.  Not like a prom dress, though.

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