Easter came and went and so did me and Jody, Spencer, BoBo and Gus -- we went down to Richfield for a quick overnighter.
Long story short: We sat down for lunch around 1:00 and BoBo decided he needed some lunch too and went over to Sid and Kristen's barn and ate about 15 pounds of dog food. He was huge by the time the food had settled in his stomach. I knew it was going to be a very long drive home. Well, just past King Hill he started to throw up a little on the seat. I pull off the road let him out hoping he would just throw it all up, but nope, he just had the upset stomach. We get home finally and I put him in the back yard. Thinking he'd been out there long enough to get rid of more, bring him back into the house as I run to the store really quick. He threw up in the house. I get home and he just looks miserable and he's got this look about him like, "I'm so sorry, mom. I couldn't hold it. Please don't hit me." Of course I couldn't get mad at him. I mean, after all, he saved me from getting a ticket for speeding (going 87) by pulling off and letting him go potty. Last night he was up 6 times needing to go outside. We were both pretty tired today. Hopefully he will do fine tomorrow as I have 2 jobs in Eagle and may not be able to come home and let him out. Pray that we get some sleep tonight as his gas is killing me!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Dad
Happy Birthday, Dad!!! Last year, Mom threw him a huge party that was so awesome that included me dressing up as "Cleatus" and putting on a magic show. This year, I'm just going to post a couple memories I have about my dad.
Pulling off dad's socks. Even as a little kid I remember pulling off dad's socks, and believe me, there's a certain way it HAS to be done -- you know, pulling from the toes, but you've got to scoot the sock down a little so you don't pull him off the couch.
Going to Twin to that place that had the horse out front for some sort of supplies for the horses and getting to eat at Burger King and actually get fries of our own and a drink.
Getting to go down into the canyon to Blue Lakes and golf. I didn't get to go that much because I was so little and took too much time to hit.
Driving the flatbed truck with a trailer attached with a tractor on top from Mud Lake to Arco at age 12 while he took a nap.
Running to Shoshone to get something from the Co-Op just so I could drive the flatbed at age 14.
When all the kids were gone and it was just me, me helping feed in the wintertime and getting the tractor stuck -- HE WAS MAD!!!!
The countless times when somebody would call or stop by in the middle of the night saying, "Your cows are out."
Those are just a few memories I have, but I just wanted to say that I love my Dad and appreciate the sacrifices he has made for me. Oh, and I just love his laugh and smile. Lately when he laughs, he laughs so hard he gets red in the face and his whole body moves up and down -- like father, like daughter. Happy Birthday Dad!
Pulling off dad's socks. Even as a little kid I remember pulling off dad's socks, and believe me, there's a certain way it HAS to be done -- you know, pulling from the toes, but you've got to scoot the sock down a little so you don't pull him off the couch.
Going to Twin to that place that had the horse out front for some sort of supplies for the horses and getting to eat at Burger King and actually get fries of our own and a drink.
Getting to go down into the canyon to Blue Lakes and golf. I didn't get to go that much because I was so little and took too much time to hit.
Driving the flatbed truck with a trailer attached with a tractor on top from Mud Lake to Arco at age 12 while he took a nap.
Running to Shoshone to get something from the Co-Op just so I could drive the flatbed at age 14.
When all the kids were gone and it was just me, me helping feed in the wintertime and getting the tractor stuck -- HE WAS MAD!!!!
The countless times when somebody would call or stop by in the middle of the night saying, "Your cows are out."
Those are just a few memories I have, but I just wanted to say that I love my Dad and appreciate the sacrifices he has made for me. Oh, and I just love his laugh and smile. Lately when he laughs, he laughs so hard he gets red in the face and his whole body moves up and down -- like father, like daughter. Happy Birthday Dad!
Work It!
So I was asked by my boss to represent M&M at the State Bar Conference for all the attorneys in Idaho in Ketchum in July. What an honor to represent and suck up to new clients, existing clients and just have a fun time. Obviously, Debby still thinks I'm great even though I don't right now. So me and this other gal from Twin will do a fantastic job in hopefully getting more business into M&M. Thanks to Debby for this tremendous honor to represent the greatest company around!
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
White Flag
There hasn't been anything to blog about because shit is still happening and nothing's worth blogging about -- other than I bought a pack of cigs. Oh, and please don't feel sorry for me and post a comment like "things are going to look up," or "hang in there," because let's be honest -- IT AINT GOING TO GET BETTER EVER!!!!
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