Wednesday, July 8
No time for brains doctor Jones!
Personally I thought that the entire fourth movie was pretty freaking dumb, but I guess this list does hit SOME of the highlights.
Tuesday, July 7
Thursday, July 2
good grief
I don't think the wife and I were willing to admit it to ourselves, but I think we have been in mourning for our Scout. We had been avoiding doing some things with the other three like clipping nails and brushings. Even walks have been somewhat scarce since the "incident".
We have guests coming over, and so we decided that it was time for a full on grooming of the beasts. We haven't even bathed them yet, and we are WORN OUT. The brushings and nail trimmings alone are enough to induce a nap. It feels good to get back into the swing of things with the dogs again though.
Last night we finally got around to watching "Marley and Me." As promised, it was a tear jerker. What dog movie isn't? Kristi and I had read the book to each other several years ago on a road trip. We cried then too.
In the end though, watching the movie seemed to hit much closer to home than the book did. The scenes at the end where the dog is not doing well, and the owner has to make the tough decision to let the animal go hit a little closer to home after the ordeal several months ago.
We really miss Scout. She was in many ways, the runt of our pack. We saw her the least because she would hide out in the corner most of the time, and when she did come out, we were always scolding her because she growled a lot, putting the other dogs on edge. But when she was herself, she was the optimist in the group. She scampered all over the place, asked politely for pettings, and had a general spirit of adventure about her that only we probably could see.
Not long after we got her, she got lost. We were letting them out to go potty. At the time we didn't have a fence, but there were several untended lots around our house, so we would take the dogs on leashes and let them do their business where no man dared to walk anyways. The wind was howling that night on our little neighborhood hill. The leash got away from Kristi and both Scout and Duffy made a break for it. Duffy, always the wiser one, made it back but he was as stressed out as we were when he couldn't find Scout.
Kristi and I searched for Scout for three straight days. We put signs up all over town. We walked all over different neighborhoods in the freezing weather, desperately calling her name. At the time, her name was Trinity, a name that wasn't given to her by us.
We had nearly given her up for dead when Kristi got a call in the afternoon from one of our neighbors who said she was walking by our house and a dog matching Scout's description was sitting on our porch. We rushed home to find Scout had made her own way home, or at least half of her did. She had starved the entire time, and had lost a ton of weight.
She dined well that night on raw hamburger and she earned her new name. Scout, after the character in "To Kill a Mockingbird" seemed much more appropriate than her other name. She had braved the worst and still made it back to us.
We have guests coming over, and so we decided that it was time for a full on grooming of the beasts. We haven't even bathed them yet, and we are WORN OUT. The brushings and nail trimmings alone are enough to induce a nap. It feels good to get back into the swing of things with the dogs again though.
Last night we finally got around to watching "Marley and Me." As promised, it was a tear jerker. What dog movie isn't? Kristi and I had read the book to each other several years ago on a road trip. We cried then too.
In the end though, watching the movie seemed to hit much closer to home than the book did. The scenes at the end where the dog is not doing well, and the owner has to make the tough decision to let the animal go hit a little closer to home after the ordeal several months ago.
We really miss Scout. She was in many ways, the runt of our pack. We saw her the least because she would hide out in the corner most of the time, and when she did come out, we were always scolding her because she growled a lot, putting the other dogs on edge. But when she was herself, she was the optimist in the group. She scampered all over the place, asked politely for pettings, and had a general spirit of adventure about her that only we probably could see.
Not long after we got her, she got lost. We were letting them out to go potty. At the time we didn't have a fence, but there were several untended lots around our house, so we would take the dogs on leashes and let them do their business where no man dared to walk anyways. The wind was howling that night on our little neighborhood hill. The leash got away from Kristi and both Scout and Duffy made a break for it. Duffy, always the wiser one, made it back but he was as stressed out as we were when he couldn't find Scout.
Kristi and I searched for Scout for three straight days. We put signs up all over town. We walked all over different neighborhoods in the freezing weather, desperately calling her name. At the time, her name was Trinity, a name that wasn't given to her by us.
We had nearly given her up for dead when Kristi got a call in the afternoon from one of our neighbors who said she was walking by our house and a dog matching Scout's description was sitting on our porch. We rushed home to find Scout had made her own way home, or at least half of her did. She had starved the entire time, and had lost a ton of weight.
She dined well that night on raw hamburger and she earned her new name. Scout, after the character in "To Kill a Mockingbird" seemed much more appropriate than her other name. She had braved the worst and still made it back to us.
Tuesday, June 30
Where the @#$%! did June go?
I feel some major posting coming on, so stay tuned. This last month I think I had a grand total of one day off. It was spent with my wife rescuing our refrigerator and everything in it, installing a new hard drive (not part of the financial plan I assure you), and dealing with a sick foster dog. So yeah, the blog has played second fiddle to life lately. Isn't that just how it always seems to go?
In the meantime, we did manage to go see at least one theatrical presentation. Pixar just keeps knocking them out of the park. After "Up", I'm beginning to think they are juicing. So I'm actually going to call it "Up*". My fellow Barry Bonds haters will get that one.
We still have a whiney, barkey, mouthy foster dog. So far he has eaten about 4 pairs of shoes, one belt, thousands of pieces of paper and who knows what else. He is growing on us ever so slowly. By the time his family calls us back to retrieve him, I expect he will be an angel and we won't want to let him leave. ugh.
I'm still hammering out the weekends at the hardware store. Unexpected side benefit number 82: I'm making friends there. It never fails, when people are forced to hang out with me for long periods of time, eventually, I seem sort of cool to them. Kinda like beer goggles... or maybe, just like our foster dog.
In the meantime, we did manage to go see at least one theatrical presentation. Pixar just keeps knocking them out of the park. After "Up", I'm beginning to think they are juicing. So I'm actually going to call it "Up*". My fellow Barry Bonds haters will get that one.
We still have a whiney, barkey, mouthy foster dog. So far he has eaten about 4 pairs of shoes, one belt, thousands of pieces of paper and who knows what else. He is growing on us ever so slowly. By the time his family calls us back to retrieve him, I expect he will be an angel and we won't want to let him leave. ugh.
I'm still hammering out the weekends at the hardware store. Unexpected side benefit number 82: I'm making friends there. It never fails, when people are forced to hang out with me for long periods of time, eventually, I seem sort of cool to them. Kinda like beer goggles... or maybe, just like our foster dog.
Wednesday, May 27
Tuesday, May 26
email blast DIY tips
Within the last year, our company has really gotten into the email marketing game, and having a print background, I have found myself learning as I go. I just ran across this fantastic article and had to share it with everyone (as well as bookmark it for myself for later). There are some great tips here.
Click here to read the article
For the HTML uninitiated, the article might be a bit over your head. Sorry about that. Instead, enjoy some rebellious kitty cats. Where have they been all my life?
Click here to read the article
For the HTML uninitiated, the article might be a bit over your head. Sorry about that. Instead, enjoy some rebellious kitty cats. Where have they been all my life?
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