Beaux

I have been asking begging Wes to let us get a dog for the whole five years we've been married a while now. A few months ago, he mentioned a dog that might become homeless and asked if I wanted it. To be honest, I wasn't sure. But after much very little thought, I decided YES!! Well, that dog didn't become homeless.

But the seed was planted much to Wes' dismay. Then, the Humane Society started this campaign to save over 2500 lives to win a large sum of money. So, my e-mail and FB feed were bombarded with HSSM messages. I couldn't help it if they were just asking me to look at the poor, pitiful babies that needed new homes. Sooooo... I just happened to see  a few more than a few that I thought were really cute. What is a girl to do but share these cuties with her best friend, Wes? :)

I am not sure what really happened. Wes probably just got tired of it and gave in, but either way, he said if I really wanted a dog, I could get one after Thanksgiving. I decided it would be better to wait until after Christmas. Then last Friday night while casually browsing HSSM's website, I saw this cutie named Rex. I showed him to Wes, and he thought he was worthy of checking out. So after the Christmas parade on Saturday, we headed to the shelter.

Of course it wasn't after Christmas yet, but come on, we all knew the odds of me leaving there without a dog were slim. I learned quickly that Rex had already been chosen by someone else. Beaux, known then as Bumble Bee (I know right), was really the first dog I saw when I arrived. But, he was not the first dog I took out for a walk. The reason was because he was 5 years old. And for some reason, I had this thought that it would be better to get a young dog that I could train. Well, the young dog was insane a little hyper. So, we sadly put him back and out came Beaux.

I feel in love with him almost immediately. He snuggled against my leg because he was a little scared and looked right up at me. He was very calm but curious. He had a cough but tested negative for heart worms. After a few minutes of deliberation, we I decided this was the one. Wes said it was fine. I was soooooooooo excited!

Beaux came home with us Tuesday afternoon. He has been a dream. He is a 6 pound Yorkie/mix. It is apparent that someone at sometime worked with him and took care of him. He uses the bathroom outside. He sleeps in a crate. He walks extremely well on a leash. He gets tired easily after just a few minutes of play and so do I. He loves to cuddle! I can't wait until he gets his bath and haircut, Dec. 17. He is going to be so handsome. I'll post pictures, then. Right now, he still looks like a homeless dog.

If you are considering getting a pet, please consider adopting. There are so many animals out there who need loving homes. Check out all their pictures here.

Until next time...

XOXOXOXO

Welcome Home

BEAUX!!!!

He really needs a haircut and a bath, but he sure is a sweetheart. I will blog a lot about him later, but for now, I have to go play!!! 

Until next time...

XOXOXOX

Trick or Treat?

Happy Halloween!!!

A WORD of advice

Every once in a while, we meet a stranger that touches our lives in unexpected yet delightful ways. This past Thursday, I attended the Coast Big Band concert at the Mary C. Wes plays trombone for the group. Surprisingly, I had the pleasure of sitting next to, none other than, Mrs. Word Taylor. During the two-hour concert, we shared a very entertaining conversation. Although, unintentional (I think), she shared many words of advice.

That trumpet player always get the solos. His tonguing is terrible. That is what happens when you get old. Your tongue gets sloppy just like the rest of you!

Do you have children? You better get off of that stuff that's keeping you from having babies. Before, you miss out on a great joy!

The guitar player should be in the front of the piano. He is good!! When you've got it, you need to show it off. 

In life there are seasons, it a takes a mature person to know when and how to change with each season. 

I told my 26 year old granddaughter that it is dangerous to talk on the cell phone in the car. She did it, anyway, while I was riding with her. I called the police on her. It was the biggest fight we've ever been in, but IT IS DANGEROUS!

I may never cross paths with Word, again, but I will not soon forget her.

Until next time...

XOXOXOXOX

Shop CVS this week, get a $10 giftcard

There is a really good deal going on at CVS this week. You buy $30 worth of selected items and get a $10 gift card. You can use the card to purchase more CVS stuff or choose from any of the cards available at CVS and purchase an early Christmas present for someone. Here is how I did it....

Transaction #1

2 Planters mixed nuts/cashews 2/$6
1 Charmin ultra soft $5.44
1 Carmax healing cream $4.99
1 Iams cat food $6.99
2 Covergirl (powder and concealer) B1G1 50% off $5.99/$2.99

Used:
$4 off $20 email coupon at CVS
$.25 Charmin coupon
$8.00 off 2 Covergirl coupon

Total paid w/ tax: $22.14
Received a coupon for a FREE $10 gift card

Transaction #2

1 $10 CVS gift card

Used:
FREE $10 coupon

Total paid: ZERO

Transaction #3

1 Swiffer Sweeper Starter Kit (the handle broke off of my 8yr old one) $8.99
1 Swiffer Sweeper refill kit $3.99

Used:

$.50 off a Swiffer product
Buy a Starter Kit get a refill FREE coupon

Total ticket: $9.40 paid with gift card.

In summary...

Total CVS ticket: $80.21
Total saved: $58.07
Total paid: $22.14 (I still have $.60 left on the gift card.)

Until next time..

XOXOXOX

A shopping cart, a toe, and a boy

While I have been debating on whether to blog about this story or not, I have decided it is just too funny to go untold.

Can we stop by the grocery? I need to pick up a few things, Brooke asks, as they near the red light. Sure, but I will stay in the car, Wes replies.

She reaches for the 2-liter Coke Zero, turns in a haste as to not keep him waiting too long, and feels the pressure of some type of conflict with the shopping cart wheel and her big toe, curses, and looks down only to see the big toenail on her right foot turning dark purple. Before her brain can even process the color, it happens.... BLOOD!! Blood that is pouring seeping out from under her toenail getting on her silver sandal, getting on the grocery store floor. She feels their heat, the burning in her eyes. She searches frantically for a napkin, a tissue, anything. She spots napkins on the deli counter at the same time she feels the wet warmth of a tear roll down her check.

I am not crying in the grocery store. I AM NOT CRYING IN THE GROCERY STORE! Okay, it hurts BAD, I am crying in the grocery store. Just get the groceries and get OUT! 

Of course, she could not leave without her needed groceries, now that would be a tragedy. She limps her way up and down the necessary isles trying to control the tears. Everyone looks at her like she is crazy, but much to her delight, no one asks if she is okay.  She flings open the truck door, slings the groceries into the back, opens up the flood gates, and sobs, Babe, I got hurt REAL BAD!!! He comes around to her side, assesses the damage, and patiently and lovingly agrees she is hurt but maybe not REAL BAD. He agrees to get the groceries out of the truck while she tends to the toe.

 Oh my gosh!! The milk spilled in the back seat of my truck!! Seriously!!

8 day later....

She is sick with a cold. She explains to her class that because she cannot breath they will watch a movie on snakes. One loving child wants her to feel better so he walks up, arms spread, gets a little too close, and steps on the BIG toe! She gasps, my toe!! Leans forward still in his embrace, feels the heat, the burning in her eyes; it hurts BAD! The class gasps. She tries to recover, but her voice is shaky. Oh, it's okay! My toe was already hurt. It is not your fault. She quickly puts the students to a task, runs behind the desk, rips off her shoe, and sees it. BLOOD! She limps through the day and is pretty sure she is going to loose the toenail on her big toe on her right foot.

And just when she thought she was going to be able to get a 10 toe pedicure. You see, the toenail on her big toe on her left foot just grew back in from an unknown injury a year ago. Oh, the toe trauma.

Until next time...

XOXOXOXOXO

Prayer for a Dear Friend

A friend who I spent many days drinking cherry Dr. Pepper with and laughing my head off with is in need of your prayers. She was recently diagnosed with a form of leukemia and is undergoing intensive treatment.

Her sweet sister is keeping a blog to update us all with specific prayer requests. Follow her at www.jennifer-sample.blogspot.com and take a moment to lift her, her husband, and her family up to God.

Until next time...

XOXOXO