Archive for September, 2006

It’s Nobody’s Buisness

The reason things are dead in the water around here

I’m writing to you, Peeps, to let you know that the reason there haven’t been any posts of note lately is that all that is going on in my life that is of note is the falling apart of others.  I have a friend who is in trouble, and a family member who isn’t doing so hot (to put it mildly).

I have my own issues and concerns about it all, but unfortunately I can’t tell you about my own issues and concerns (which are many) without betraying the trust of the individual I’m talking about.  That, I cannot do.  Which sucks because I would love to tell you all about it. 

So what you’ll hear about is the good stuff like my new hair cut (YAY!) and my raise (HOORAY!) and all the sleep I’ve been getting (WHOOP! WHOOP!) and my awesome kid (RAHRAH!) and my cool dog (HOOTILIDOO!)

It’s not the whole picture, but it’s the nicest part of the picture and as pictures go it’s pretty damned nice.  I’ll let you in on the other stuff maybe some other time.

I hate to self-censor, but I love these other people more than I love you, peeps.  And believe me, I love you a lot.

Will continue to post happy inanities until something meaningful happens to me and not anyone else -

KP

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A Raise! A Raise!

Dinner’s on me, Peeps.

I’ve just received a very nice raise at work, and a bonus besides.  I’m now feeling appreciated and adored at my workplace which makes everything feel so much better.

YAY! A raise!

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Sit. Stay. Good Peep.

Learning How to Be a Dog Owner

Owning Joey Jojo Jr. Shabadoo did a very good job of highlighting what is good about my dog ownership, and what is bad.  A large portions of the difficulites we had with Joe were my personal deep non-understanding of what it takes to parent a dog. 

One of the restraints I gave myself if I was going to get a new and younger dog was that he would have to have obedience training.  Properly.  No more pulling on the leash.  No more pretending I didn’t exist.  I was going to have a properly trained pooch.

We’ve had two training sessions so far and I have to say that I would have done this a lot sooner if I’d known how much fun it would be!

First of all, prior to training an awful lot of our day was spent with negative or semi-negative encounters.  “Bruno, get down!” “Bruno, no teeth!”  “Bruno, no barking!”.  Quite a bit of our day is still spent telling Bruno not to do stuff because he’s a teenage dog and likes to bark and dig and chew, but now that’s balanced with the greater portion of our encounters being good.

Bruno has learned a trick called, “touch”.  He touches my hand with his nose and gets a treat.  It sounds very simple, but because it’s a quick, active way for him to get something he likes it’s remarkably useful for getting his attention away from something and back on me. 

Along with “touch” is “leave it”.  We use that for when Bruno is getting all hepped up and barky and pulling at the lead.  For example, if he sees another dog.

“Leave it, Bruno”
“Yes” (treat)
“Touch”
“Yes” (treat)
“Touch”
“Yes” (treat)

Voila!  He’s back to looking at me and not focused on ripping my arm off to get at the other dog.

So we have “leave it”, “touch”, ”sit”, ”watch me”, and “stay” so far.  Bruno is the class troublemaker, as befits his Poopyhands family rep, but is coming quickly along despite his habit of refusing to follow any and all instructions after 50 minutes of class, with all the other good doggies still attentive and sit-staying.  He’s a husky.  Huskies will do things within reason.  WITHIN REASON, MOM.

However, the largest part of the training is training the owner.  That’s right, I walked in all thinking that that dog would be taught how to behave, and instead they very kindly keep pointing out how I’m a totally crap boss.

It turns out that when they’re working on obeying, dogs don’t like being touched.  The teachers likened it to someone massaging you while you try and balance the checkbook.  They want to concentrate.  Petting is for another time.

Being calm and still encourages calmness and stillness in your dog.  WHO KNEW?  These crazy people with there modern whacked-out ideas.

The dog should be told what to do,  then told a quiet but nice “yes” when they do it, then given a treat.  No jumping up and down or screaming with glee. 

Also, the dog should be given a treat every time it does something that is not inherantly doggified.  Dogs do not automatically sit when meeting new dogs.  If he sits then that is anti-dog behavior, he gets a treat for it.  Dogs do not turn away from where they are going in order to look at you, so if your dog will tear his attention away from the pee-mail and attend to you, he gets a treat.

I can’t even tell you the change this has brought about in our walks.  Bruno can now be relied upon to look away from a strange dog and meet my eyes to wait for instruction.  He now sits happily at every corner.  Most importantly, as I said, our contacts now are full of instances where I tell him to do something, he does it, and he gets praise and tasty things to eat. It’s totally win-win.

We’re both very happy and doing well at school, thank you.  If you have a dog I would advise you to do the same.  Yes, it’s effective at controlling your animal, but it’s also effective at controlling your expectations.  Not to mention, FUN!

Go. Do.

KP
 

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A Troublemaker Cause

School Lunches

One of The Troublemaker’s pet peeves are the lunches they feed to kids at school.  Crap food, sodas, sugary drinks.  I have to back him up on this one as I remember saving my money for candy by eating the cheapest thing on the menu, French Fries, every lunch in high school.  And just look at me now.  OINK OINK.

Here is some info about people who are trying to change the way we feed our kids at school. 

Now let me tell you a story. One year ago, just outside of Boston, a chef and single mother, Susan Lacy, took over food service operations for a large public school. At lunch in her cafeteria, she proved to me that a school lunch can be great: fresh vegetables, fresh fruit, fresh salads, baked chicken, real juices instead of soda, baked chips not fried, and no candy bars. And the kids liked it. The upshot? Susan has been reprimanded for contributing insufficient profit to the school budget and her program may be terminated.Here are some other facts.

The United States spends about $2 on a school lunch whereas France spends $8 and Italy spends $5. Seventeen percent of our kids are overweight. Each year we spend $100 billion on diet related diseases and this year alone, 300,000 Americans will die from these diseases.

Had enough? Well, I have too.

Just log onto www.parentsagainstjunkfood.org and register as a member. If you like, we’ll send you our newsletter full of recipes, tips, techniques, and testings from our test cooks, the folks at America’s Test Kitchen. Your name or other information will not be shared with any other organization.  

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New Birthday Hair!

Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday tooo meeeeee.  Happy birthday to me!

For my birthday I got to go this Saturday and have a one-hour sweedish massage (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh), and a cut and color.  Check out the results!

This is the picture I took in as a template:

I knew that she couldn’t make me look like the model, but I liked the hair.  This is what I got:

I don’t look like the model, obviously, but the hair is quite close!

Pardon the “I’m taking a picture of myself” face.

The pictures don’t do the dark color justice.  It’s more chocolately.  Shinier.

The back:

I’m actually very pleased with it. Everyone I’ve run into has had a positive reaction to it.  The contrast is also not as pronounced in real life as it is in the photos.  It’s a good winter look.

I think I need to shalack it more in the mornings, though.

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Wow. Good Morning!

Howdy, peeps!  I was going to spend yesterday telling you about my birthday the day before, but I couldn’t because I was asleep.

I got up, walked the dog, took Wallace to day care and thought I’d just lay down for another hour or so, and woke up at 4:30.  So I got about 14 hours of sleep yesterday and slept as usual last night and hit the snooze bar this morning. 

I’ve been stumbling around for weeks feeling all lathargic and yawning everywhere.  I wondered if I was depressed, or if there was a problem with my meds.  Turns out I was just really fucking tired.

I’ve got to actually work at work today, darlings, but I’ll be with you just as soon as possible.  Unless I pull another Van Winkle.

Heh. “Pull Van Winkle”

 

KP

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Awesome

Overuse of word “awesome” duly noted.  Agreed that author sounds like twelve year old boy.  Will cease and desist immediately and purchase thesaurus.

BTW - Birthday was awesome.  Will tell you more tomorrow, peeps.

xoxo

KP

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Little Richard Translates Bush

Funniest Thing EVER.

President Bush uses Little Richard as translator

Shout out to MetroDad for the awesome link!

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A Good Day

I got an awesome review at work this morning.  Really good.  The kind that made me blush.

Then my boss got me some of the most gorgeous flowers I’ve ever seen and a color-coordinated basket chock full of Cheetos (my favorite!)

Then she told me to go home at noon.

WOO HOO!  HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!  YAY!  What a great day already.

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Ho-ly CRAP.

READ THIS

Reborn

We have always been told there is no recovery from persistent vegetative state - doctors can only make a sufferer’s last days as painless as possible. But is that really the truth? Across three continents, severely brain-damaged patients are awake and talking after taking … a sleeping pill. And no one is more baffled than the GP who made the breakthrough. Steve Boggan witnesses these ’strange and wonderful’ rebirths

This is so awesome.  Holy crap. 

It wouldn’t have helped Terri Schaivo, because where her brain was was actually liquid, but there are so many people out there this could help.  Wow.

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