Today is Bacon's birthday; this would be the family dog for those of you that don't know. He is a cocker spaniel, which generally live to be 12-13 years old. He was also the runt of his litter, resulting in him living to about 10 years old. Bacon decided to prove everyone wrong by celebrating his 15th birthday today, which comes out to be about 76 in dog years according to the experts. The average person would say that he turned 105 in dog years. Either way, he is an old dog living a long, happy life.
I was a nerd and had a doggie birthday party for him. Obviously Taffy was here to celebrate, along with Dax (my sister's dog). We played a party game too called bob for biscuits. Yes, it's similar to bobbing for apples during Halloween, except for you put milkbones in the water. I had each dog take turns bobbing for biscuits. Bacon ended up winning by eating 3 biscuits. Taffy got 2, and Dax was afraid of the water. After about 5 mins or so, Dax got the hang of it and was putting his entire snout and face in the water to get biscuits that sunk on the bottom. It was hilarious watching the dogs after the game was technically done. If anyone out there with a dog needs a good laugh, throw some biscuits in a big pot of water or a kiddie pool. It's very entertaining watching the dog get them out.
We then had Bacon open his presents, with help from Taffy. Taffy LOVES opening presents, and Bacon likes to eat the treats once they are opened. It's a team effort. We were going to have a birthday cake, but the baker at the pet store was on vacation all week so no birthday cake. It was still a great party. Happy Birthday Bacon!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
(anti) Merry Christmas
So it's been almost 2 months since my last post, and I am desperately in need of some posting. It has been a pretty stressful 2 months. Where do I begin? I have no idea so let's try to some it up in a semi-creative way.
M is for My grandparents have gone from being in the hospital to being in a nursing home. My grandpa fractured his pelvis in 3 places, and my grandma got depressed from worry and being home alone.
E is for Every day is spent searching for a job. I've had some interviews, but no job offers.
R is for Road trip to the Wisc Dells for my dad's birthday. We stayed at the Kalahari for the weekend. The water park was awesome!
R is for Road rage has gotten worse due to increased stress level.
Y is for Yuletide cheer no longer exists. Long story short, christmas gets more depressing every year. Family is supposed to make the holiday season fun, but mine does just the opposite.
C is for Care conferences for both my grandparents. So far they are greatly improving. They were supposed to be out by Christmas, but that didn't happen so we are shooting for mid-January.
H is for Hormel interview, which went well. However, I need either previous experience in a laboratory setting or a BA in a biology-related field. No job.
R is for Really old dog --> Bacon. He turns 15 on Monday, which is pretty much a miracle. Cockers generally live until about 12 years old. Bacon was the runt of his litter, so we were told he would live til 10 years or so. He has proved everyone wrong, and will be turning 15 on Monday, which is about 76 in dog years. Happy birthday Bacon!
I is for Insurance companies stealing my bank account info and stealing money from my account. I was lucky enough to open up a brand new checking account, get new checks, and a new debit card. I now have a box and a half of new checks to burn from the old account.
S is for Snow accumulated to 1 foot in less than 48 hours. It was insane, and it sucked to shovel. Hooray for snow blowers!
T is for Taking my grandpa to the clinic for his dr appts. The latest one showed his fractures healed! One step closer to home (literally).
M is for My best friend from childhood had her first baby a few weeks ago. A healthy baby boy named Gavin.
A is for Apartment searching with a good friend from high school. She got a job offered before graduating in the spring, so we found her a really nice apartment building right across the highway. Now let's just hope they have a place open in may when she needs to move in.
S is for Sucky Christmas celebrations every year. I might be wrong in saying this, but I can't remember a 100% fun Christmas since I was 6 when we still lived in the trailer court. It's almost like the house we live in now is cursed cuz holidays have not gone well since we moved in 15 years ago.
This year, being the most recent, ended in my dad drinking half a bottle of tequila with no food in his stomach and losing $200 in a game of pool, not counting the money he was "dropping" on the floor for my younger cousins. And we can't forget about him announcing some very personal info about my sister that no one needs to know. I have a hard time believing that he did it, but I can't honestly say that I'm surprised. My dad has always been on the verge of alcoholism, and it comes out to be the worst during the holiday season. He thinks he's being funny when he's drunk. Maybe he is to the people that don't live with him. To my sister and I, he becomes the most annoying person on earth. I don't know about my sister, but to me, I hate Christmas, and I hate celebrating Christmas. Between his drinking and my mom's mood swings, I would love to skip Christmas every year. Then maybe I can have a happy December, or at least one that isn't so depressing.
M is for My grandparents have gone from being in the hospital to being in a nursing home. My grandpa fractured his pelvis in 3 places, and my grandma got depressed from worry and being home alone.
E is for Every day is spent searching for a job. I've had some interviews, but no job offers.
R is for Road trip to the Wisc Dells for my dad's birthday. We stayed at the Kalahari for the weekend. The water park was awesome!
R is for Road rage has gotten worse due to increased stress level.
Y is for Yuletide cheer no longer exists. Long story short, christmas gets more depressing every year. Family is supposed to make the holiday season fun, but mine does just the opposite.
C is for Care conferences for both my grandparents. So far they are greatly improving. They were supposed to be out by Christmas, but that didn't happen so we are shooting for mid-January.
H is for Hormel interview, which went well. However, I need either previous experience in a laboratory setting or a BA in a biology-related field. No job.
R is for Really old dog --> Bacon. He turns 15 on Monday, which is pretty much a miracle. Cockers generally live until about 12 years old. Bacon was the runt of his litter, so we were told he would live til 10 years or so. He has proved everyone wrong, and will be turning 15 on Monday, which is about 76 in dog years. Happy birthday Bacon!
I is for Insurance companies stealing my bank account info and stealing money from my account. I was lucky enough to open up a brand new checking account, get new checks, and a new debit card. I now have a box and a half of new checks to burn from the old account.
S is for Snow accumulated to 1 foot in less than 48 hours. It was insane, and it sucked to shovel. Hooray for snow blowers!
T is for Taking my grandpa to the clinic for his dr appts. The latest one showed his fractures healed! One step closer to home (literally).
M is for My best friend from childhood had her first baby a few weeks ago. A healthy baby boy named Gavin.
A is for Apartment searching with a good friend from high school. She got a job offered before graduating in the spring, so we found her a really nice apartment building right across the highway. Now let's just hope they have a place open in may when she needs to move in.
S is for Sucky Christmas celebrations every year. I might be wrong in saying this, but I can't remember a 100% fun Christmas since I was 6 when we still lived in the trailer court. It's almost like the house we live in now is cursed cuz holidays have not gone well since we moved in 15 years ago.
This year, being the most recent, ended in my dad drinking half a bottle of tequila with no food in his stomach and losing $200 in a game of pool, not counting the money he was "dropping" on the floor for my younger cousins. And we can't forget about him announcing some very personal info about my sister that no one needs to know. I have a hard time believing that he did it, but I can't honestly say that I'm surprised. My dad has always been on the verge of alcoholism, and it comes out to be the worst during the holiday season. He thinks he's being funny when he's drunk. Maybe he is to the people that don't live with him. To my sister and I, he becomes the most annoying person on earth. I don't know about my sister, but to me, I hate Christmas, and I hate celebrating Christmas. Between his drinking and my mom's mood swings, I would love to skip Christmas every year. Then maybe I can have a happy December, or at least one that isn't so depressing.
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