Sooo I got tired of the Facebook...

Three days into Thanksgiving break 

I reached the end of the internet...

decided you guys probably did the same

 so maybe I should write again.

Blogging will give me something to do

(other than pinterest fail crafts 

with the kids

and making fattening food 

for the hunk of a hubby)

and you will have something to read.

Win. Win.

So it has been a while.

Last post was August 10, 2014....

really nothing much has changed.

The 

Psycho

(oops I mean cycle) 

continues.

Although we did graduate a kid!! 

woo hoo VICTORY

I decided to paint again, 

and stay home again, 

and paint some more.

We got a dog.  

My new BFF.

Oscar.

I love him because he is loyal.

He stays up late with me

and follows me to the bathroom.

He puts his foot under mine 

when I am cooking...

then yipes as if he is being abused.

We got him thanks to the

Future Farmers of America Club.

They put on a "petting zoo" event

for the elementary school.

Which is actually a code for

"bring all your adorable puppies

to relocate to families 

with vulnerable parents

that are unprepared for the 

barrage of heart tugging

picture texts of youngest

children holding previously

mentioned dogs."

Sort of like when they have 

cute puppies for sale at the edge 

of the Walmart parking lot.

Only imagine your car stalled as you 

were driving by,

and the people just put the puppy

in your window and ran away.

Confused?

We were too. 

But when it was all said 

and done, 

we were 

proud/dazed pet owners.

He is great really though.

Except for a few things 

like dog flatulence,

but really. 

He is great.

Oscar's presence has created

a new mantra for my life.

"Kids and Dogs"

It fits any situation for me.

Pretty much covers all things.

ie.

The vacuum has been recently utilized

but suddenly there appears:

8 Barbies

7896 legos

2 candy wrappers

a pair of underwear

and the remains of a soccer ball

on the dining room floor.

I say with a martyred sigh...

"kids and dogs

kids

and

dogs"

There needs to be a delivery

to choir practice,

someone needs a pair of socks,

the kitchen is on fire,

and the dog needs out to poop...

"kids and dogs

kids

and 

dogs"

See how that works.

Now its midnight.

I have typed out a little update

and when the morning comes

there will be a sweet 

six o'clock

pitter patter of my babies

and 

a sloppy kiss from the mutt

and I will (joyfully)

awake and (with a smile) murmur

"...kids

    and

dogs...

..kids

   and

dogs..."