My Dog ( and sister)

Today I came across a forum I’m subscribed to on facebook for dog training etc. It’s one of them I look at and wonder why all these people are complaining about there dogs, if only that was the only problem my dog had…. maybe if I wasn’t so soft they wouldn’t walk all over me….. literally!!!

Anyway the subject was counter surfing and how this lady had a problem with her dog surfing and pulling anything off the side down. Now I can certainly sympathise, my husky in the picture above is a counter surfer and after 5yrs still does it. I am 4ft 2, so putting things out of reach of him is also putting them out of reach myself. My stool does come in very handy for that… and putting meat to defrost in the oven. However he has learned to climb and balance on the stool and open the oven door. So I had to buy a microwave and that is now where I keep any meat I need defrosting.

The latest victim to my dog was a cherry pie that was cooked to perfection and cooling down in the oven, when himself came to serving it up, the oven door was open and there were remenants of cherry in every crevis and on the floor. He deffo keeps us on our toes.

I do want to stress I love him dearly and for all his traits and flaws, he’s still perfect. When he escapes less frequent then it used to be, he always lets us know. At least three out of the 30 times he has escaped, he’s come to tell me he’s escaped. Literally escaped out of two houses back gardens and come through the front door to tell me he’s got out and then disappeared in the yonder. If you don’t give chase he catches you up, he never wonders too far. Don’t get me wrong he has killed numerous chickens, maimed a duck called pancake cook (I kid you not), chased sheep, tried to nip a cow, eaten a wall, and jumped into a filthy pond when he was freshly groomed. He’s been my rock, therapist, friend and has shown me loyalty.

He will never know the amount of love I have for him……

 

New Year’s………

We never ever do anything for New Years ever, well not since being together. I used to go out or have people round my house. Once we were going out with my friends, but himself was like, err I don’t want to be in a pub for New Year so we went for a walk around the town I lived in and since then we haven’t planned or done anything. Each year it comes around I say we are deffo doing something next year for New Years, each year comes around and we don’t do anything. Ideally I would love a late dinner with my family and friends and toast the New Year with full bellies and tired from all the laughing. There is always next year……..

This year we had the little Mr, who is actually taller than me…. it actually turned out quite nice, playing games on the playstation, we had our hot chocolates ready for the toast and he facetimed his mum at 11.55pm and I phoned my mum and sister on loudspeaker and we all watched Robbie Williams and the countdown and fireworks of Big Ben. So not too distant to my dream New Year’s eve really.

I haven’t got any resolutions this year, I will try and focus on being more positive as having anxiety tends to suck the positivity of most situations. Blog more and focus on doing things for myself. I made the biggest purchase of my life to treat myself, a pair of uggs. They were £120 on amazon, so I checked their website and I bought 3 pairs for the same price! there is my logic right there! OMG I don’t want to wear them or get the dirty or wear them out. They are packed neatly away in there boxes apart from one pair I am taking to Andorra next week. I can’t ski because or my back, so just going to mooch and have a wander round the country for 1 week! I hear the shopping mal and spa resort are a must……

 

Happy New Year Everyone!

Christmas…

Christmas was deffo eventful as per usual. My family consists of 3 people, my mum, me and my sister. That’s it, sure I have aunts and uncles on my mums side. Nobody at all on my dads side, not even my dad. So we tend to do things as a 3 a lot. We are especially close.

This year I was invited with him to his son’s Christmas morning opening presents. We have been together 6.5yrs and his son is 8. It was the first Christmas I had seen him open the presents we got him, also the first year we didn’t get the big presents. (sod’s law) – yeah don’t bother coming next Christmas I’m sure he’s thinking….

So we decided to do things a little different, in previous years I have spent Christmas morning with my family, cooking them Christmas dinner, having starters before heading to his parents in the late afternoon, early evening and eating dinner there. This year was different, I decided to cook Christmas dinner on Christmas eve as we were leaving at 7am the following morning and not coming back till late as we were heading straight to his parents for the afternoon. It’s a 2hr drive from our house to his parents house, but 1hr from his son’s to his parents. So we got there at 2pm and left around 8.30pm. I left a little abruptly, but I had pre warned everyone I was going at 8pm and we were seeing them all the following day as it’s my bro in laws birthday and we were all going out for a meal and my mum and sister had been alone all day.

So we got home just after 10.30pm and spent the rest of the evening opening our presents from my family and him. It was nice to get into bed on Christmas evening and have a lie in on boxing day, it was the first time I had relaxed since his birthday.

Coincidently this is the only picture I really took over Christmas,  I was enjoying the moments as opposed to capturing them. We didn’t plan or realise we had matching black polo necks on! :’)

 

The Birthday’s Now Over

So if you follow my blog, you’ll see that I was stressing like crazy over his 30th birthday…. glad to say that as well as Christmas and New year is now over. The final plan for his birthday worked out to cover 30 presents and things over 3 days. Noimg_94001tice a theme here?

The first day was Ricky Gervais in Bournemouth as well as dinner in his favourite restaurant. We were meant to stay at his Aunt’s house in Bournemouth but ended up staying at his bro’s house. We literally went to bed at 3am and was up and out the house by 8am the following day.

The second day I took him to Milton Keynes to go skiing, bought him all the gear to go with it and we went and had a nosy round the shop, a meal out was meant to be at this renowened mediteranian restaurant and guess what… fully booked and couldn’t fit us in even for a takeaway. We ended up arguing over it… and I can’t even remember where we ate eventually.

His actual birthday was as eventful as the previous two days. Himself decided he didn’t want to spend the eve of his 30th at our house and instead wanted to go to a hotel cue a last minute change of plans and panic stations. I decided I was going to do a photo montage and needed to make it portable, so I cut out the 30 in cardboard,covered it and then cut the photos accordingly. Believe it or not it was a full afternoon’s work.

So I woke him up quite early bless him…. as we needed to be out by 8am. I gave him his presents and the 3rd of many envelopes. I treated him to a breakfast and spa package at the Lido Spa in Clifton. Reassured it was a heated outdoor pool, Jacuzzi, hot tub etc. Thought how perfect for the beginning of his 30th Year. The pool was a warm 25c, let me tell you on the 17th December in the bitter cold 25c is freezing. Not tepid, warm or inviting FREEZING. Now being a dwarf in a 5ft deep pool is hard work enough, being a dwarf in a freezing cold 5ft pool results in one length and I’m out. I spent the remainder of the morning in steam room, sauna and mainly hot tub, while himself flitted between all of them… he was a brave man that day!

The breakfast was to die for though and we remained sufficiently full for the following family activity or laser tag, which was hilarious. I was heading of straight after in order to decorate the table for his birthday meal which was Za Za’s in Bristol. It involved driving across town, anyway himself was pre occupied with the boys while I slipped away, his mum offered help which I accepted and then in order for her to come, she said to bring his Dad along who was driving, then that meant his sister and her husband had to come as they didn’t know where they were going. So what was meant to be me diving out of there ended up taking ages and being such an obvious kerfuffle.

You would think it would go smoothly there in… oh no my loves. His sister needed socks as she didn’t pack long enough ones I kid you not, chose that moment on the way to the car to look for socks. After not finding any in the first two shops and waiting a further 10 more min in another shops, I left them to it and headed straight to the restaurant. I was not letting my husband on his 30th birthday arrive to an undecorated table. I abandoned the car and rushed sweating my freshly made face to the restaurant and decorated 5 min before they arrived. His sister and the rest followed a full 10 min later. Thankfully I left and that was one drama over with.

So when Mr changed his mind on where he was staying on his birthday night, I informed everyone we would not be here and anyone that wanted to stay in out house was more than welcome. Apparently his sister didn’t get that message which she had replied to and ended up saying she had nowhere to stay that night. Well drama ensued and in the end I had to book them a hotel to stay in and it did detract slightly from his birthday….. Family eh!

Because the restaurant kicked us out quite early at 8pm. I was not informed it was a 2hr slot in the evening, I knew lunch was limited but not dinner. Anyhow it was sooo chaotic, we ended up being back in the hotel by 9pm. Not very rock and roll, in the end we drank his mini bar present and had a cigarette each by the lake the hotel had.

So that is now over for 10yrs before his 40th! 9 Years and 335ish days to recover!