Monday, December 2, 2013

Life Happens...

First and foremost, don't forget that the annual Online Cookie Exchange Extravaganza is coming up on the fifth, and if you want to participate, you need to send Jz your recipe and blog URL by tomorrow!

Now onto my moaning...And not the attractive kind, lol.

I'm so sick and tired of wood...I'm not talking about the fun kind either.
I despise being cold, really no one wants to live in an icebox all winter, right? But the kids have been kinda sick, my headaches are back, I just spent two days working the splitter, and for the first time in 2 1/2 years, I'll have gone 6 weeks without a chiropractic appointment. My body hates me.

I was less than thrilled to get up this morning and hear that we're going out to get more wood. Of course, I shouldn't complain--he had to chop half of a cord by hand yesterday just to be able to unload the wood he brought her, because my mom's...Lets go with incompetent, shall we?
And nobody wants to freeze to death and die (never let it be said that I avoided a perfectly good opportunity to be dramatic).


We stumbled in last night, I was doing my usual hold-the-girl hybrid-at-the-gate-so-she-doesn't-run-off, when I realized that her neck was covered in blood. For the most part, the animals get along, but historically, there have been some pretty bad fights. They're fairly big, so if they do fight, it's not pretty. When this particular one is covered in blood, it's hardly ever actually hers.

Yea, it wasn't her blood...I spent my evening patching up the pit bull. Say what you will about the breed, but they get a bad rap--not many animals will let you scrub out and bandage wounds, after chopping off dangling skin... I have patched up some pretty bad wounds, but this time was in the running with the worst of them...Not the way I had planned on rounding out my day.
And to think, I made a conscious choice not to become a veterinarian...Still, it's preferable to patching up people in the living room--animals complain far less.

I know I have comments, and I will get to them soon...But I have to make ointment for the dog...Before my darling husband drags me back out into the woods with a chainsaw. Like how exciting I made that sound?

20 comments:

  1. Oh my! You are a tough cookie lady! Hope your day gets more relaxing ;-)

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  2. I"m grimacing. i hope you catch a break soon!

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    1. Fondles,
      me 2. I'm hoping it happens today lol.

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    1. Misty,
      yep,yep. We will be warm though!

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  4. Sorry to hear your not having a good time of it at the moment lil, everything always seems to be that much worse when your not feeling too good within yourself body wise...really do hope you get to see a chiroprator soon...sounds like you need it!

    x

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    1. tori,
      I think that was the actual catalyst for this shameless whine, lol. I have an appt Friday. Thank goodness.

      Thank you.

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  5. Goodness, sounds like our place. We also spent the afternoon chopping and hauling logs. I thought it would sound exciting if I said I'd been "sitting on Master's wood" but all that means is that I was sitting on the downed tree to steady it so he could saw it. Then I got to haul away the logs. We do have a nice warm fire to sit by for a few mintues though before it is time to make dinner! And no dog fights, knock on wood. We have 10 dogs, 6 of them intact males, so yeah, we get some fights now and then.

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    1. ksst,
      Lol, well, "Sitting on Master's wood does sound a lot better than other phrasing options...

      Right now we have four dogs. The two females (pit bull and Akita/wolf) will get along for about a year at a time, then occasionally get a wild hair up their asses and decide to have world war 3. It's never pretty.

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  6. Sweety, it sounds like you live in the midst of a bad B movie horror flick... Incompetent parent, the potential to freeze to death, sick kids, strange pains, wolf fights, blood and gore, and a guy that drags you off into the woods with a chainsaw...

    "Attack of the Killer Green Tomatoes"?

    "Plan 9 from Subspace"?

    oh, oh, i know... The scariest of all...

    "Night of the Suburban Chess Mom"


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    1. (you know I'm poking you lovingly right? not mocking.)

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    2. lm,
      Omg, you are awesome! My kids were sitting here looking at me like I was nuts as I burst into laughter at this comment.
      I love that you took my shameless whine and made it far more funny than I had the oomph to.
      Thank you.

      Strolls off giggling into her coffee*

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  7. Wow Lil, I'm sorry you've been having such a crummy time and that you aren't feeling 100%. I'm grimacing too.

    It has to get better. I hope too that you manage to get to the chiropractor.

    ((Hugs))
    Roz

    ps cracking up at little monkey

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    1. Roz,
      Friday the chiropractor put me back together, yay!
      Yea, monkey's good, isn't she? I'm still chuckling.

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  8. Well this post makes me appreciate my suburban life just a little bit more. i can relate to sick kids as i've been dealing with some of that myself and i've got a 20+ year history of migraines too, but i've never had to split wood (i wouldn't know where to start). i can't even imagine patching up after a dog fight either. ((Hugs))

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    1. scarlet,
      lol. I was musing about the comforts of a life where you don't freeze without wood as I was hauling rounds down the mountain yesterday.

      Migraines are so brutal. Nothing like terrible pain to make one appreciate not feeling it! Mine are skeletal/muscular based, so I find that a good chiropractor makes a huge difference. If I push myself to much, it's easy to go downhill though.

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