Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Saturday, November 21, 2009


OMG, I'm completely amazed with myself.

Ramona needs a winter coat. She's from Florida and her skin is too thin to deal with the cold. I kept looking for deals online, but could only find coats around $60-70. So, instead, I looked for a free pattern for a greyhound coat. I thought, why not? I'll give it a try! I've got to use my new sewing machine for something!

Voila! On my first try!!

Silly girl, refused to get out of her crate to model for me. She used to HATE being in there!


Monday, November 16, 2009

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Happiness is...

Did you ever read that old Peanuts book, Happiness is a Warm Puppy? So, I was just thinking about some simple things that make me happy.

Happiness is...

... an excited kiss from your dog when you come home after a long day.

... a magic eraser to a dirty stovetop.

... a warm, sunny day after a week of rain.

... fresh coffee on a lazy morning.

... cheap tickets to visit old friends.

... knowing someone who "gets" you.

... bright orange and red leaves on a huge tree-- in someone else's yard.

... having a family at home that loves you.

What are your happies?


Sunday, November 08, 2009

New clothes!

One of our "wedding gifts" was a hand-knitted sweater for Ramona from one of our friends. Isn't she gorgeous? I love my doggie :-)

Saturday, November 07, 2009


Thanks so much to everyone who commented on the Blog Share post! The post was not written by me, nor do I know who wrote it. However, the author did know where her submission would be posted, so she's been able to see all of your comments. I hope she's come by to take a peek!

As I indicated in an earlier post, every now and again, And You Know What Else holds a "blog share." I found out about this when a blog I follow participated. Basically, "the point of Blog Share is that you write a post about anything you want. It will be posted anonymously on someone else’s blog." So, I wrote about something and emailed it to her. She sent me back someone else's post. I put it on my blog, along with a list of all the participants. It's nice, because you know who's participating, but you don't know who wrote what - it's all anonymous. Fun!

I was excited to get to participate. My own entry is floating somewhere out there on world wide internets!

As soon as I read the entry I was to post, I thought the exact same thing as the rest of you - that totally sounds like depression. That's the worst kind of sick to be, especially when neither you nor your partner know that's what is causing the pain and withdrawal and lack of desire/motivation. I've dealt with depression on many levels, both within my family, my relationships, and myself.

It's not just "being sad." In fact, many people who are depressed are high-functioning and are, for the most part, very happy people. Depression isn't something that will just go away on its own. You can't just smile your way out of a depressive state. Until you understand what is going on and take steps to make it better, whether it be through therapy alone or combined with medication, you won't really see a change. You may have good days, but that's not the issue.

Anyway, enough from me. I think the commenters did a very good, and kind, job. Thanks again to all of you who stopped by and cared!


Round two of pro photos


Thursday, November 05, 2009

Participants in Blog Share

Not the Daddy
O is for Olson
Red Red Whine
Rediscovering Me
Reflections in the Snow-covered Hills
The Reluctant Grownup
Sauntering Soul
Serendipity Now
So, This Is a Treadmill
Thinking Some More
Time for Change
Together They Come
Wondering and Pondering
And You Know What Else
Andrea Unplugged
Bright Yellow World
Did I Say That Outloud?
Dispatches from the Failed Mommy Club
Full of Snark
Hot Chicks Dig Smart Men
Just Below 63
The Little Goat


Blog Share

I do not know if my husband is a hypochondriac or if there is something seriously wrong with him or if he depressed/anxious and therefore feeling phantom physical symptoms, but it feels like I am living with an invalid sometimes and I don’t know what to do about it. I love him, don’t get me wrong, but his constant stream of illnesses and fatigue and lethargy is becoming intolerable.

That is my big secret.

If he is actually ill, that is different. I can be a caretaker/nurse type of person. I can nurture. I can be kind and loving and understanding and patient. I can be self-sacrificing.


I don’t think he is actually ill. I think these symptoms are in his head. When I am really feeling negative, I worry that he doesn’t actually have any symptoms but he pretends to because all he wants to do is lay on the couch like a lump. That is the worst thing I can imagine, that he really feels healthy but just doesn’t like doing ANYTHING.

I just don’t know what to do. It is lonely to be the only one in a relationship who wants to go out and do something. It is lonely to go for walks by myself all the time when I have a perfectly good husband sitting on the couch at home. It is lonely to cook dinner by myself all the time and it is lonely to meet friends out for dinner without him all the time. It is lonely to wake up on Saturday morning and have the whole day looming before me while my spouse sleeps until 4:30 p.m. I know those of you who are single right now are reading this and getting annoyed with me because who the hell am I to talk about loneliness. I promise you – I KNOW your kind of loneliness, having been through long stretches of single-hood myself – and this loneliness is much worse than the loneliness of being single. Being lonely when you actually ARE alone is one thing; being lonely within a marriage is another thing altogether.

This is not the life I imagined for myself, and yet I do not believe this is reason enough to divorce someone. Also (more importantly) I do not want to divorce him. I say that for many reasons, but mostly because he still makes me laugh most days and because we still have excellent conversations and because we still have fun together when I am in the mood to do some loafing myself or when he musters up the energy to do something with me. I still like to be around him and I can’t imagine my life without him in it.

And yet…sometimes I wish…well, I don’t know what I wish.

I like to believe that all marriages have their ups and downs, and that maybe we are just in this “down” phase when a lot of other married people we know are in an “up” phase and that’s why it feels so unusual, but a little teeny part of me wonders if we are ever going to get out of the “down”, if we simply aren’t compatible long-term. OR, do other people just not talk about this? I don’t know. I think the only way to find out is to plow ahead and see what happens.

I should warn you that I am extremely sensitive about this topic. If you comment, I would really appreciate it if you would do so in a kind manner. I was hesitant to write about this because I have found that most people are extremely critical of other people's relationships as soon as those people admit to any weakness or insecurity in that department, and...well, I don't know what I'm afraid of. I guess I'm just asking you not to say it sounds like my marriage is in the crapper, because I'm not sure it actually is.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

But she's just so cute



The GOP swept in last night's race for Governor, Lt. Gov, and Attorney General. Ouch. And I just bought a house here. So, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon (although I REALLY love my city, so I wouldn't want to, anyway!).

I feel like my desires for state gov't/laws/funding/etc are going down the pooper. Phooey.

PS. Only 35% of registered voters in my county turned out today!! Boo on them.
PPS. I mean, seriously, Deeds lost really bad.
PPPS. Actually, nobody I voted for won. Sigh.


Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Funny story about a dog

My dog, actually.

See, Ramona tries to pretend like she doesn't understand what we're saying to her. Oh, ruff ruff, I'm just a doggie, I don't know what you're saying.

I'm not so sure about that, though.

See, lately she's been getting into plastic bags and exploring their contents. We've had a lot of them around lately, as we've been opening a lot of gifts with a lot of tissue paper in them. We were putting the paper into plastic bags until we discovered Ramona's love of all things rippable.

Well. The other day I was upstairs on the computer and Eric was downstairs doing laundry (see why I married him?). From the main level, I hear the tell-tale rustle of a plastic bag.

"Ramona!" I yell from upstairs. No response.

I head downstairs to see the plastic bag had been carried to the other side of the room, but still held all of its contents. However, sneaky Ramona was nowhere to be found. I have just one guess as to where she could be. So, I go down to the basement.

Lo and behold. As soon as she heard me, she ran down to hide behind Eric, hoping daddy would protect her. She was LITERALLY standing BEHIND Eric, peeking around his legs at me.

This little rascal knew EXACTLY what she had done, she knew that she wasn't allowed to do it, and she knew I was the one that would get mad at her for it, not Eric.

I told her daddy wasn't going to protect her. He jumps out of the way and attempts his own version of a reprimand (keep working on that, honey). I told her she wasn't allowed to touch the plastic bags and then expect daddy to take care of it.

She followed me back upstairs to apologize. I showed her where the bag was supposed to stay, and it didn't move from that spot the rest of the night.

And she claims she doesn't understand me.

PS. I'm rethinking this whole, wanting a daughter, thing. I'm sure she'll figure out WAY faster than Ramona did that daddy is much nicer than mommy and will cave. Oh dear.


Halloween pics

And one of Alivia as a kitty (not a ladybug, after all)!


No on 1

There's a referendum in Maine today about same-sex marriages. Let me let the Lakes Region Weekly articulate my thoughts:

At the heart of the issue of same-sex marriage, past all the very public rhetoric of faith, morality and tradition, is the very private love and commitment between two adults, and society's duty to recognize that. [...]

And, no, domestic partnerships will not do. To many gay couples, they are an embarrassment, an indication that the love they feel so clearly is simply not up to par with that between a man and a woman. It implies a lower status, a lesser commitment. Separate but equal can never really be equal. [...]

Nothing would change, except throughout Maine, in gatherings large and small, all people who love each other enough to commit to a life together, with all its ups and downs, could do just that.



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