Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Puppy. Show all posts
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Monday, January 13, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
Thursday, January 09, 2014
Friday, December 13, 2013
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
New Nu Notes
1. [While helping me make dinner]
My best friend is Michael. His name's also Letrell. He said that his favorite color is pink. He said sometimes people laugh when he says that. He said I could laugh too if I wanted to. But I didn't. I think he's lucky to have a strong friend like me. I'm going to eat a good dinner so I can always protect him. (Michael is half the size of Nu.)
2. [When I walked through the door; sitting me down in the living room]
Mama, if you're not there, I'm not there. [?] I want you to eat whole meals, [?] sleep well, and get lots of treats so you'll be happy and healthy.
3. [Dinner with grandparents. At had just admitted that at a "Power of the Pen" sleepover at school, he had slept right through a fire alarm. Most of us at the table laughed at him. Fresh from a fire drill at school, Nu clutched her brother's arm tightly, then this in a voice wobbly with tears.]
Guys, [Mom and Dad] I know I said I'd live with you forever, but I'm going to live with Nana forever. He needs me to help him wake up if the fire alarm goes off.
4. [Communing with Scout...]
_
My best friend is Michael. His name's also Letrell. He said that his favorite color is pink. He said sometimes people laugh when he says that. He said I could laugh too if I wanted to. But I didn't. I think he's lucky to have a strong friend like me. I'm going to eat a good dinner so I can always protect him. (Michael is half the size of Nu.)
2. [When I walked through the door; sitting me down in the living room]
Mama, if you're not there, I'm not there. [?] I want you to eat whole meals, [?] sleep well, and get lots of treats so you'll be happy and healthy.
3. [Dinner with grandparents. At had just admitted that at a "Power of the Pen" sleepover at school, he had slept right through a fire alarm. Most of us at the table laughed at him. Fresh from a fire drill at school, Nu clutched her brother's arm tightly, then this in a voice wobbly with tears.]
Guys, [Mom and Dad] I know I said I'd live with you forever, but I'm going to live with Nana forever. He needs me to help him wake up if the fire alarm goes off.
4. [Communing with Scout...]
Look: I'm a "huppy" (half human; half puppy).
_
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
The Last 12 Hours
Groggy from a long chat that ended after 2:00 a.m. A chat that started with Big A awake and frustrated at being awake since he has to work till at least midnight today.
A rendition of "Big Dogs Don't Cry" didn't help, so I started talking about Virginia Woolf and Martha Nussbaum. (What? It puts students to sleep?)
Meanwhile:
Trying not to think of how it was the anniversary of him smashing his wrist while skiing.
Skirting the topic of why on earth does he have to start work at 7:00 a.m. doing stuff as part of an additional job he interviewed for in Feb and isn't being compensated for in any way.
Finding out that fake yawns can't make your companions sleepy.
Thinking about Nu saying "people look at me weird"--which is worrying whether it's real or imagined.
Finding out we were talking too loudly for Scout who sighed at us loudly and went to At's room for the rest of the night.
Then I woke up a little later because At was riffling through all his things because he couldn't remember where he put his inhaler and he had been reading about the 12-year-old in Canada who died at school without his inhaler before bed.
And students in and out all day, jittery with finals panic and juggling everything from cancer to toddlers.
_
A rendition of "Big Dogs Don't Cry" didn't help, so I started talking about Virginia Woolf and Martha Nussbaum. (What? It puts students to sleep?)
Meanwhile:
Trying not to think of how it was the anniversary of him smashing his wrist while skiing.
Skirting the topic of why on earth does he have to start work at 7:00 a.m. doing stuff as part of an additional job he interviewed for in Feb and isn't being compensated for in any way.
Finding out that fake yawns can't make your companions sleepy.
Thinking about Nu saying "people look at me weird"--which is worrying whether it's real or imagined.
Finding out we were talking too loudly for Scout who sighed at us loudly and went to At's room for the rest of the night.
Then I woke up a little later because At was riffling through all his things because he couldn't remember where he put his inhaler and he had been reading about the 12-year-old in Canada who died at school without his inhaler before bed.
And students in and out all day, jittery with finals panic and juggling everything from cancer to toddlers.
_
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Saturday, November 09, 2013
Friday, November 08, 2013
Sunday, November 03, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Boo! (Or, My Boos)
Posing (in order of height):
A little vampire,
Louis from Left for Dead,
and a guest--Glitterstim from Star Wars.
Not Posing:
all of the above +
Scout as a medieval jouster's trusty steed.
(That puppy just loves his big brother.)
_
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Helping me get... Helpy
Not sure what's going on,
but yesterday, after making dinner
I just didn't have any more energy
So the kids put me to bed.
And then Scout sat on my feet
--To make sure I don't get up?
To fart on my feet for warmth?
So no one would wake me up?
And that reminded me
when Little A was little
and would say "Helpy"
when he meant "healthy."
_
Sunday, October 06, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
It's Gotten Dark
It's nearing the end of September and I should have expected it. But I'm surprised by how dark it's gotten.
Also, it's Monday.
But I'm going to blame everything on how dark it's gotten.
It's why I needed to leave the door open to get dressed this morning and it shone on A's face in bed and he yelled at me and I yelled back and said his sleeping schedule was dysfunctional.
And the kids were still eating breakfast after I'd unloaded the dishwasher, made beds, made lunches, made eggs, tidied, got dressed (and yelled at) and I was mad.
And when I got to work, my Chair was in early and wanted to have a conversation with me. And the thing she wanted to talk about was awkward at first and then painful (for me).
And I worked obsessively in my windowless office for eight hours. About four hours in, I realized I was wearing blue paisley and gray, which is alright in theory, but was awful in the light.
Things got better once I got to the gas station: (a) made it just before the needle turned to empty (b) a red car pulled up beside me (c) the driver waved at me (d) after one too many seconds, I realized it was Big A (e) ended up smiling back at him (f) he pumped my gas (g) gave me a hug (h) I told him about my horrible work conversation (i) got hugged again (j) He took the grocery list off me.
And I got to go home and wheedle I-had-a-bad-day hugs from kids.
And they ate grilled cheese their dad made.
And I was excused from the "Poo-lympics" (picking up all the doggie poop in the grass).
I still have to work every waking minute on the thing my Chair talked about for the foreseeable future.
Unless there's an apocalypse.
_
Also, it's Monday.
But I'm going to blame everything on how dark it's gotten.
It's why I needed to leave the door open to get dressed this morning and it shone on A's face in bed and he yelled at me and I yelled back and said his sleeping schedule was dysfunctional.
And the kids were still eating breakfast after I'd unloaded the dishwasher, made beds, made lunches, made eggs, tidied, got dressed (and yelled at) and I was mad.
And when I got to work, my Chair was in early and wanted to have a conversation with me. And the thing she wanted to talk about was awkward at first and then painful (for me).
And I worked obsessively in my windowless office for eight hours. About four hours in, I realized I was wearing blue paisley and gray, which is alright in theory, but was awful in the light.
Things got better once I got to the gas station: (a) made it just before the needle turned to empty (b) a red car pulled up beside me (c) the driver waved at me (d) after one too many seconds, I realized it was Big A (e) ended up smiling back at him (f) he pumped my gas (g) gave me a hug (h) I told him about my horrible work conversation (i) got hugged again (j) He took the grocery list off me.
And I got to go home and wheedle I-had-a-bad-day hugs from kids.
And they ate grilled cheese their dad made.
And I was excused from the "Poo-lympics" (picking up all the doggie poop in the grass).
I still have to work every waking minute on the thing my Chair talked about for the foreseeable future.
Unless there's an apocalypse.
_
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