It's safe to say that he makes me happier than I could ever put into words. Just look at how I light up around him. And the way he looks at me? A true reflection of how he loves me.
I couldn't be happier.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
The way he makes me smile...
It's safe to say that he makes me happier than I could ever put into words. Just look at how I light up around him. And the way he looks at me? A true reflection of how he loves me.
I couldn't be happier.
Friday, April 12, 2013
The Old Lady
Phew, glad I got that off my chest. Thanks for all the great comments! You know, I get excited when I see a particular name on my e-mail because after this long, I do feel like I know many of the people who comment. So, thank you. You're sweet and I appreciate your words.
On to an important topic--my old girl, Brandy. Nicknames include BB (most popular), B, Beebles, Branny, and most recently, Old Lady.
This week, we celebrated Brandy's 12th birthday. My first baby has gotten so old! She came home with us when she was only five weeks old and she's been my love ever since. Brandy drives me crazy at times with her ridiculous habits of getting into the trash, eating paper towels and toilet paper, and stealing all socks, clean or dirty, to carry throughout the house. I wouldn't trade it for the world though. This dog has been my constant companion and not a day goes by that I don't at least give her a little loving and attention.
I wouldn't necessarily say she adores my children, but I think she loves them. She definitely puts up with a lot from them....
She gets benefits too. I can't tell you how many bits of food have made it into her mouth thanks to hoarding over the little ones.
In truth, B is MY dog. She loves the children. She loves MM and loves when we have visitors, but that girl will step over just about anyone to get to her Mama. She's been through it all with me--birth of all my children, Allie's death, career changes, changes in friendships, divorce. She loves me unconditionally, as I do her. Stinky breathe and all.
Who she doesn't love? This guy
This is Bandit. He is technically Military Man's puppy, but lives at my house most of the time. This week, MM has been gone for work and was gone last weekend for National Guard drill. You get the point. So, Bandit chills with us A LOT. B is not a fan. Not even a little bit. Poor old girl is so used to being a one dog family and does not appreciate this attention loving ball of energy stealing attention and jumping on her. She puts him in his place. Often. That pic is actually old. He's bigger now, close to about 30 lbs.
Happiest of birthdays to my favorite four legged friend. I'm grateful for my years of companionship and friendship she has given me and hope to have more time together. I love you, B!!
On to an important topic--my old girl, Brandy. Nicknames include BB (most popular), B, Beebles, Branny, and most recently, Old Lady.
This week, we celebrated Brandy's 12th birthday. My first baby has gotten so old! She came home with us when she was only five weeks old and she's been my love ever since. Brandy drives me crazy at times with her ridiculous habits of getting into the trash, eating paper towels and toilet paper, and stealing all socks, clean or dirty, to carry throughout the house. I wouldn't trade it for the world though. This dog has been my constant companion and not a day goes by that I don't at least give her a little loving and attention.
I wouldn't necessarily say she adores my children, but I think she loves them. She definitely puts up with a lot from them....
In truth, B is MY dog. She loves the children. She loves MM and loves when we have visitors, but that girl will step over just about anyone to get to her Mama. She's been through it all with me--birth of all my children, Allie's death, career changes, changes in friendships, divorce. She loves me unconditionally, as I do her. Stinky breathe and all.
Who she doesn't love? This guy
This is Bandit. He is technically Military Man's puppy, but lives at my house most of the time. This week, MM has been gone for work and was gone last weekend for National Guard drill. You get the point. So, Bandit chills with us A LOT. B is not a fan. Not even a little bit. Poor old girl is so used to being a one dog family and does not appreciate this attention loving ball of energy stealing attention and jumping on her. She puts him in his place. Often. That pic is actually old. He's bigger now, close to about 30 lbs.
Happiest of birthdays to my favorite four legged friend. I'm grateful for my years of companionship and friendship she has given me and hope to have more time together. I love you, B!!
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
This Lady Does Not
Comment from Kelly....
I used to enjoy this blog, but c'mon ladies, this isn't a blog anymore. It's a journal. It's not a bad thing, it just is. Every blogger I know responds to comments and/or questions from their readers. This lady does not. Stop commenting. Stop reading. There is nothing but one-sided convos here. What a shame, it wasn't always that way.
Kelly, you're right. It is a journal. It always has been. I have been journaling here or on other locations on the internet such as my original Scotthousehold for almost ten years. I have never considered myself a "blogger." No, I don't often comment though sometimes I privately am in touch with commenters. I comment or respond when I can in later posts. I don't do this blog for the entertainment of others and I'm often baffled as to why in the world anyone still reads the ramblings in my head. This is simply that. My ramblings. I'm humbled by those who have followed me through the years and the crazy journey this life has taken me on. I'm truly inspired by those who have written to me saying that my experiences have helped them in their past.
But please, stop reading and commenting if this blog brings you such negative feelings, Kelly.
This lady does not mind.
I used to enjoy this blog, but c'mon ladies, this isn't a blog anymore. It's a journal. It's not a bad thing, it just is. Every blogger I know responds to comments and/or questions from their readers. This lady does not. Stop commenting. Stop reading. There is nothing but one-sided convos here. What a shame, it wasn't always that way.
Kelly, you're right. It is a journal. It always has been. I have been journaling here or on other locations on the internet such as my original Scotthousehold for almost ten years. I have never considered myself a "blogger." No, I don't often comment though sometimes I privately am in touch with commenters. I comment or respond when I can in later posts. I don't do this blog for the entertainment of others and I'm often baffled as to why in the world anyone still reads the ramblings in my head. This is simply that. My ramblings. I'm humbled by those who have followed me through the years and the crazy journey this life has taken me on. I'm truly inspired by those who have written to me saying that my experiences have helped them in their past.
But please, stop reading and commenting if this blog brings you such negative feelings, Kelly.
This lady does not mind.
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