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This is my new favorite picture. It's so sweet!

It's Raining, It's Pouring!

We've had quite a bit of rain here the past few days. Unusual for the good ol, dry desert of Phoenix. But you know what? I freaking LOVE it. It's been a constant light rain, dark, overcast clouds, with some light fluffy clouds and light peeking though throughout the day, and it's been raining since Thursday night!  You know who else loves it? Cailin. She's all, "Yook! Wain! Sign wain, Momma." (((signs rain))). Every time the windshield wiper went across the window, she let out a little giggle.

I started this post a couple days ago while it was still gloriously rainy. Today, that stupid sun came out. Boo! We don't get much rain in the desert (duh), and being an Arizona native I love love love me some rainy days! And it's pretty slim that we get that many rainy days in a row!

 

Yesterday morning. I mean, that moon and clouds are fit to bring the werewolves out! Oooouuu!

 

Catching rain drops

Goodbye, Bubbers.

Yesterday I lost my first "baby". My Gizmo. I took yesterday off of work because my anxiety and stress level was just through the roof. I have been thinking about putting him down for the past month. He got better, then he got worse. Lost his eyesight, and then just got to the point where he just wouldn't move. He was miserable. He couldn't hold his bladder. He was losing his fight against the diabetes (and whatever else was going on inside him. He was definitely more sick than just diabetes). He just layed there. He would only get up to eat, drink or piss somewhere in the house. I physically had to pick him up and take him outside to go potty. I physically had to carry him to bed at night and up in the morning.

I looked at him yesterday, had a talk with the vet, and made the decision. It was time. He was not living a good quality of life, and he was just not responding well to the insulin. His glucose levels would go down a bit, but was still hundreds of points away from being where he should be. He was miserable. So I made one of the hardest decisions in  my life. I had to put him down. My heart is broken, he was my first  pet as an adult. He was my baby. Brian came with and was upset too. We got him together, before we were even married. I stayed with him and kissed him goodbye while they gave him the drug that would stop his heart. I kissed him as he took his last breath. It was heartbreaking. I cried of course, but I lost it when I got home and only had one dog to feed. One bowl. Then I felt guilty. Should I have faught harder? Was this some rash decision made out of anxiety? I miss him so much, but looking back at these pictures before he became sick and his last days, tells me that I did make the right decision.

 

 

Here's his recent pics. You can tell how sick he was.

WW: photo bombed by the dog

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Hello! Just checking in. We've been a bit busy lately, here's what we've been up to...

We played with water beads. OMG she LOVES them. Like, throw a tantrum when it's time to put them away love. They do hold her attention though, which is good. They get a bit messy when she starts squishing them, telling me, "Mommy, I make a cake."  

I got glasses for the first time in my life. Hallelujah I can see! I've always had pretty good sight, but the past few years I've noticed that I just can't see as we'll as I used to. Just one of the wonderful ways pregnancy ruins your entire body.Right down to the eyes.

We played at the park more. She's officially ditched the toddler playground and has moved onto the big kids side.

 

I screwed up her hair... So, she still hasn't had a real haircut, but I've been trimming her bangs for a while now. I give her a side bang since it naturally grows that way anyway. This time she moved just as I was cutting, and snip! Totally screwed them up! I still push and clip them to the side. I hope they grow back fast!

 

We played in leaves (outside of Trader Joes). That's the look of pure joy right there, folks. Makes me smile. It only takes until January for the leaves to fall here in good ol AZ. 

Testing 123

Hmmm... so I guess Blogger hasn't kicked me out for money... yet. My SIL mentioned she was having the same problem and it was because there's some sort of glitch w/Blogger and Explorer. I mean, I didn't get any notice that I was out of space, I just assumed. I posted this lovely picture of myself from my phone and it worked fine.

I'll Be Back

... In my best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice.

I hit the Blogger you've -run-out-of-picture-space-so-pay-us-now problem.

I'm figuring out how I want to proceed. It's not the money I'm worried about, it's the fact that I don't want to pay for something that's supposedly free. Lame. I'm weighing the pros and cons. We'll see.

Not cool, Blogger. Not cool.

Clingy

Dudes, lately my kid has been a stage 5 clinger! Always needing wanting to be held. Always tugging at me saying, "Mommy? I hold  you?" (which means I hold HER). For example, right at this very minute she is sitting in my lap, watching Dora while I play on the computer. She's even taken my hands a couple times and put them around her "this one. And this one."  I can't even take a crap without her on my lap (wish I was joking)! And heaven forbid I have to put her down to wipe my ass! If I don't pick her up, she'll be following me around, crying, "Moooommmy. I holdddd  youuuu. I hold you, me? Peeeeeeease?"

Not only does she want to be held, she also likes to snuggle. Same as asking me to hold her, it's "Mommy? I snuggle you?" she's gotten a bit better about that one, lately just asking "Snuggle me?".

I guess I don't mind that much. There will come a day where she won't want me to hold or snuggle her, she's already growing too fast.

In my lap on Christmas Eve, me making a stink face cause she wouldn't look at the camera.